Fail Safe Dramione Novels & Stories

His grip shifted from my throat to the small of my back, hauling me upright as my knees hit the carpet. “Abort sequence,” Damian barked, his thumb slamming a kill-switch on his wrist interface. “Abort Correction 09-Moore. Now!” “Sequence terminated,” the AI responded. The red glare vanished, replaced by the sickly amber glow of the nursery’s nightlights. I collapsed against him, my breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches. I forced my eyes to roll back, showing only the silver-webbed whites, while my fingers caught the edge of his sleeve. 3-2-1. I tapped the rhythm against his skin—not to calm him, but to ground myself against the real seizure trying to claw its way out of my skull.

Drake tells me catching my face, his own emotions plastered all over his face I feel a warm wash of water flow from between my legs followed by more pain, drake looks down and his entire body freezes, “CARON CARON I NEED YOU CARON! He screams, i look down and realise im covered in blood, my own thoughts freeze, it was so much, it was everywhere and more was spreading out over the bed and dripping of the edge, drake turns, opening the door for a tired looking caron and a frantic looking fiona, as both of them see me they stop looking to each other then back to me

“He’s on the verge of abandoning the pack, Draco. Abandoning Nightshade itself. All for a girl.” That brought out a long, amused laugh from Draco. “A girl?” he echoed mockingly. “Gods above, don’t tell me. Some high ranking Alpha daughter? A political match gone wrong? Or wait…” He gasped dramatically. “Don’t tell me it’s one of those innocent virgins from a storybook. Don’t tell me big, bad Damon found himself a damsel to suddenly ‘fix’ him.” Nyla’s jaw tightened. “Worse, Draco. She’s an Omega.”

Drax had parked his wheelchair at the entrance, holding a glowing bioluminescent crystal to light the passage. "I spent the month analyzing the power distribution of the dreadnought's launch," Drax explained rapidly, his weathered face pale in the blue light. "When you fired the plasma cannons to clear the magma blockage, the feedback loop traveled all the way back up the rails. The kinetic shockwave triggered a secondary failsafe in the mountain." "A failsafe for what?" Ashren demanded. "For the end of the world," Drax whispered. He pointed down the narrow fissure. Ashren took the lead, squeezing through the tight rock formation. I followed closely behind him, the air growing incredibly dam

We failed. I waited for Elsa to answer Maxwell's question. "Unlike me, Keith has magic, and he can see things. He might know something that we don't. Maybe he saw her value. After all, the three of you didn't; that was why you exposed her the way you did here in Redcape. Keith might have seen her value and queued in. He had been actively looking for a Luna for a while now; what else would be more valuable and powerful than a Luna that is also a Valkin Alpha like him with magical abilities? He struck gold," she said, sounding sad. Had she just confirmed that Scarlett is a Valkin Alpha?

With one final thought of gratitude towards her aunt for her unwavering support, Aqua surrendered to the darkness, allowing its gentle embrace to carry her away from the tempest of her thoughts and into the peaceful realm of dreams. As Aqua's eyelids drooped with drowsiness, the rhythmic patter of rain against her window lulled her towards sleep. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the sound of rocks clattering against the glass. Startled, she sat up in bed, her heart pounding with apprehension. Peering through the darkness, she made out a figure standing outside her window. It was Damon, his expression etched with worry. Aqua's initial shock gave way to concern as she hurriedly ma

, Damon asked. “Take it off. Please” “Who are you!?” Damon said louder. “Make it stop!”, she said tearing the headphones from her ears. “Who are you?”, Damon sled one last time. Ophelia regained herself before replying. “I am a Xylnn”. Ophelia had expected that after telling Damon what she was, an iota of realization would set in but it didn’t. “For an Alpha, he isn’t all fireworks upstairs”, Bre commented.

"What kind of something?" "A journal." His grip tightened a bit around mine. "She had plans in place... even if she failed." I barely breathed. "Plans?" He nodded, his expression turning dark. "And a name. Someone we don't know." Dread curled in my stomach like smoke. "Who?" I asked, barely above a whisper. Damon's gaze met mine. "Elijah." The moment the name left his lips, a shiver ran down my spine. I didn't know why, but deep down I knew one thing for certain. Maya might be dead, but the danger wasn't over. Not yet.

"We go through it." "Are you insane?" Chalida screamed, backing away as the drone drifted closer, its red eye fixed on their movements. "It’s an optimizer!" Pim roared, charging toward the drone. "It’s not designed to handle irrational, self-destructive variables! We have to disrupt its predictive modeling!" The drone fired a stun-bolt, hitting the floor inches from Pim’s feet. The floor cracked, sending shrapnel flying. Pim didn't flinch. She swung the silver candelabra with all her strength, smashing it into the drone’s sensor array.

Ruby says. “Drive safely!” That time it’s Scarlett. I can’t help but smile that while she’s clearly excited for a night of marathon sex, she is still concerned for my safety. It’s another reason why our dynamic works so well – in addition to being crazy attracted to each other, we also genuinely like each other. I know if I ever needed anything, Scarlett would be the first one there. And she knows that I’d do anything to help her out if she ever needed it. I’m confident that if and when we both find our fated mates, Scarlett and I will remain friends and pack allies.