Fanfic Draco Harry Novels & Stories

Now that her sister and brother in law decided to go for world tour she stay with Draco’s nephew Harry Finn. Harry was very happy to have hazel and Xavier his home after his parents left for world tour. Harry’s mother/ Draco’s sister helped her through her pregnancy do much that she can’t thank enough. Harry has been helping her since then with Xavier. Harry was the brother she never had and she was very thankful to Draco Blackford that she met Harry. Harry had recently broke up with her boyfriend and now was single so he babysit Xavier also. Yes, Harry is gay and the most nicest person she had came across.

Finlay said looking at Draco with big adorable eyes then his gaze glided down to Draco's arms around Fiona's waist and he pushed it away as he sat on the slab. "My Fina," Finlay said with a pout and narrowed eyes causing Draco to stare at him dumbfounded while Fiona tried her best to suppress her laugh. "Of course, I'm your Fina," She mused, taking Finlay in her arms as she pecked his cheek and Draco watched them, sulking with a poker face. "I couldn't wait for you to grow up and find the love of your life, then I'll take my revenge," Draco said to the kid who blinked at him innocently before pouting and possessively wrapping his arms around Fiona's neck making her chuckle at their tactics.

The ground beneath me, the air in my lungs, everything spun. Heir. Empire. Fiancée. No. That wasn’t the Draco I knew. My Draco was a man who kissed me breathless in the middle of the night. Who whispered sweet nothings against my skin. Who held me like I was the only thing he couldn’t let go of. I forced myself through the rest of the shift, mechanical, silent. I didn’t go near their table. I couldn’t. By the time I clocked out, I was holding myself together with threads so thin I thought I’d break in front of everyone.

She bit Draco's lips hard enough to draw blood and the latter pulled away with a hiss, smirking and wiping the blood dripping from his lips. "I'm your cousin's fiancè. This isn't right!" Farrah snapped at him and glared at the man. "Then you should have resisted me harder, princess. Seems to me like you like it as well." Draco said smugly, stepping forward again and Farrah couldn't take herself to run away. Was it fear numbing her body or was it willingness?

"Maybe I'll go back to earth and start asking your little bastard where her witchy mother is and I'll be sure to fuck her too." Oh, hell no. I might have been a horrible father but you do not touch Elle. I'm going to have to add Draco to the kill list too, maye I'll bury him next to his sister that I let die. "Draco, I'll.. I'll" Draco takes his hand and lifts my face to his. I had been letting it hang against my chest. Hoping the poision would work quickly. As my dark fae eyes meet his dark fae eyes I see no life in his, nothing but revenge. Nothing but a death sentence for me. He licks his lips in anticipation. This guy is nuts.

’ I thought to myself and turned to Draco with wide eyes however his eyes were fixed on Tara who was still crying…. ‘What on earth is this Dragon planning to do?’ I spoke in my mind when unexpectedly I heard Draco voice ‘You’ll see, just have some patience’

said Charlotte and the handsome man got up from his knees . She walked past him to go to the door but then he grabbed her hand . " Am I that unrecognisable ? " said the handsome man . " What do you mean sir ? Let go of my hand . " said Charlotte . " We have only been apart for less than a week but you already have forgotten my appearance ?! I am your husband . King of Dragons , Damien PenDraco ! " said the handsome man with an annoyed tone . Charlotte froze for a second when she heard him and instead of being shocked , she showed a scared face .

Now, in the present day, she found the person who would, the person who also loved her despite what she had become in her grief. “My mate, what troubles you?” His breath fanned across her neck as he nuzzled his scratchy cheek. It was slightly ticklish but she didn’t mind. “Anything and everything. I hope that we don’t fail.” “We will not fail. This will work out.” Freja sighed, her body sagging into a puddle. “I hope so.” “We will not fail. Tauric is an arrogant bastard from what I’ve been told. He makes the mistake of underestimating a dragon, especially me, the Dragon King.” His fingers massaged her arm soothingly.

He has seen this before and there is a ghost behind his eyes when he states that it is broken and needs to be bound. When he asks me who did it, I can't help but glance at Lance, he is still pinned under an incredibly angry Fang, but I can't admit it, so I shrug instead. Unfortunately for Lance, Drake saw where I looked and figures it out in a Nano second, he looks murderous and as he lunges past me, I know his intent. “No, don't!” My shout comes too late and to my shock, Fang backs off and let's Drake take over. What am I seeing here? They only met today and already Fang is acting as though he knows every move Drake will make.

The look in his eyes gave me the answer to my question. “Yes.” “How do I do that?” Paul laid on his side and stared at my face. His eyes on my face made me feel as if his eyes were peering deep into my pores, making me feel queasy. “Use me.” I blinked. “Huh?” “Drake gets protective and possessive over what's his. Even though you're his friend, he gets very sensitive about you. Sometimes, we tease him saying you two might as well be a couple.” My face flushed over his words. Drake was possessive and protective over me? The discovery made me feel butterflies in my belly.