Drarry Fanfiction Possessive Draco Novels & Stories

It was our birthday and a blood moon and tonight we’d be getting our dragons. “Are you two excited?” Rev asked as he turned in his seat and looked back at us. “Of course,” Chase said and I nodded. “What happens if we don’t get a violet dragon?” I asked and Lucas laughed. “Then I disown you,” he said and Rev laughed out loud. “Seriously Dad,” I said. “Then nothing, if neither of you get a violet dragon then you can’t take over as Sire one day, that’s all,” he said but I saw him gripping the steering wheel tighter.

"We cannot let him disrupt this night. He knows the power of fear; he'll use it to sow discord among our people." Just then, a sharp cry pierced the air, drawing their attention back to the revelry. Panic erupted as guests scattered, and Chloe and Dean instinctively moved toward the source of the chaos. They arrived to find Alexander and Mira standing protectively over Lily and Elara, facing Darius, who stood defiantly, a wicked grin on his face. "You think you can build a kingdom on love?" Darius sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "Love is fleeting, but power—power is eternal. I come to claim what is rightfully mine."

Wilbur, Andriandita's father, always believed a lycan wasn't meant to have powers, and as a result, she hid her gift from him and everyone else save for Draco. Draco walked back to the tavern, mind clouded with worry. He had a mate. The gods had granted him another mate, but the problem was he didn't know who that was. "There's only one way to find out," Draco muttered under his breath, growling. TBC.

Either way, I'd suffer. Normally, I'd take it. But with a child in me, I had to think twice. I looked up at her. "Hawthorn is bad for a dragon's baby. I've got a recipe that'll help your child grow strong. Don't you want them born faster? Once they're here, no one can challenge your position." She might doubt others, but I'd lived with these dragons for years in my past life. She had to take my words seriously. She despised Horace's princess consort and wanted her child born sooner to secure her glory.

Veronica's POV: Draco's eyes, once filled with warmth and tenderness, now burned with an unquenchable thirst. His lips curled into a twisted smirk, tainted with the taste of fresh blood. There was no recognition in his gaze, only a primal hunger that threatened to swallow everything in its wake. I felt a lump forming in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "Draco, please... come back to me," I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes.

Jasmine too screamed and turned her frustrated gaze to Draco “YOU BELONG WITH ME JASMINE…” Draco growled on her “ONLY I CAN TOUCH…. ONLY I CAN KISS YOU…. AND… ONLY I CAN FUCK YOU JASMINE… EACH AND EVERY INCH OF YOU BODY BELONGS TO ME…. NO MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD CAN PART YOU FROM ME….. AND WHOEVER DARES TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME…. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES….. EVEN IF HE IS YOUR KING…. HE WILL DIE FROM MY HANDS…. GET THIS THING STARIGHT IN YOUR MIND JASMINE…. YOU ARE MY MATE…. ONLY MINE..” Draco commanded with fierce fire burning in his eyes… simultaneously Jasmine felt her dagger Rune which was encircled with a dragon around it in spiral on her chest glowing bright

It was pointed at everything trying to break me. I slipped the test back into its packaging and tossed it into the waste bin. “You worry too much.” “No. I don’t,” he said, voice firmer now. “Not when you come to school barely standing. Not when you flinch every time someone mentions Draco’s name.” I didn’t answer. Because he wasn’t wrong. Draco had been… possessive lately. More than usual. I could barely go a day without being summoned to his bed. He said it was love. I called it obsession masked with silk and control.

At the pack grounds, the celebration was in full swing. Crystal towers of champagne shimmered under the chandeliers, and every face in the crowd beamed with celebratory joy. Dressed in a finely tailored suit, Draco stood beside Nanette, who held onto his arm, and looked every bit the proud Alpha. "I, Draco Pierce, swear upon my wolf soul that from this day forth, Nanette Chase shall be my only mate and Luna. "I will share with her my strength, my honor, and my life. She is my beloved, eternal, and sole."

he told me, pulling me back into his arms when I teased that he was acting like a caveman. --- But after that weekend, something changed in Draco. He became more possessive and protective, as though claiming I had awakened something dangerous inside him. He always wanted me with him, urging me to move in and insisting I stop working and focus on my studies. “Let me take care of you,” he said one evening as he wrapped his arms around me, his lips brushing my hair. “You don’t need to exhaust yourself with odd jobs. I’ll provide everything.” I pushed gently at his chest, lifting my chin stubbornly. “Draco, I’m not a kept woman. I need to stand on my own two feet. My independence matters to me.”

They lay curled together panting enjoying the feel of each other's bodies sated, ‘How very quaint’ Draco’s voice invaded her mind again and she found she could not move, he gave a harsh laugh, ‘You will not be allowed to waste your time cuddling when you become my mate Silver Wolf. No, you will be too busy pleasuring me, it takes more than a couple of fucks to satisfy my big boy’ She struggled to throw him out of her mind but she could not move he held her using his dark magic, ‘Let me show you what you will do for me’