Fanfic Draco Malfoy Novels & Stories

Zohan responded "You...Cowards!" Draco grunts and shockingly looked at Henry and Richard. "Draco this is your end, devilish end!" Richard exclaimed "Dad...dad...No!" Dyna crouched near Draco, drenched in tears. "Dad..., please admit your sins, please let your soul to release peacefully," "what are you saying, Dyna?" Lucifer scowls. "Yes,... he is our dad... who destroyed many kingdoms, killed many innocent wizards and their families in his life."

It sent a wicked chill down my spine. We snatched up a few things on our way out, Melissa suggested we take a walk in the forest, “I'm tired and confused” I admitted, rubbing my swollen cheek, I felt nauseous, After years of confinement, Draco found me and claimed me as his mate. His love was a twisted mix of cruelty and fleeting tenderness. Looking back, it was clear any affection he showed was for the child we once had. Melissa appeared distracted, “did you hear me?” I called,

His cocky demeanor faltered. Draco hadn't moved. His posture was rigid, his gaze burning into me. I could feel the intensity of it, like a physical touch, a possessive claim. The air around him seemed to crackle with suppressed fury and undeniable arousal. I reveled in the power of it. I leaned closer to Mark, my voice dropping conspiratorially, but still loud enough for Draco to hear. “He’s very… thorough. And he doesn't like tardiness.” Mark cleared his throat. “Right. Well. Um. So… you wanna grab coffee sometime?” He was flustered.

It was a curse that Draco had sought for himself and his descendants. Many years ago, Draco cheated on Sylvie and later abandoned her for another woman. However, when he found out that the woman he cheated on Sylvie for had taken part in a scandal that was targeting the Smith family, Draco decided to make a clean break with that woman and marry the daughter whom his family sought.

“Besides, I didn’t like the way she spoke of you. If you never learned how to ride horses, it’s not entirely your fault. It’s their incapacity to let you experience everything they let Felicity experience.” If I woke up today knowing I love Draco, at this moment, I knew that I would never love anyone as much as him. He might be a villain to someone else, but not for me. He would always be my hero and the victim of a cruel game that fate played on us. I wish I could tell him everything. And I wish he would believe me. What chance do I have when they have proof of a bond between them while all I have is my word? —-----------------

Draco spoke in his deep voice, I weirdly pulled myself back and started at Draco in his eyes. I saw nothing except his lustful desire flashing in his eyes, also I felt faint movement of his length that was not twitching inside and just like that before I could detach myself from him or resist he took initiative to took of my entire gown and toss it in one corner of our room. And what we did next lasted for entire night. Draco POV:

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.

Since I’m not exactly sure how long I will be away for a hike in the woods today, my best girlfriend since the third grade, Kyra, offered to watch Draco overnight at her place. “Draco, come on bud. There’s no need to act like such a drama llama.” I called after him, rolling my eyes and stalking after him. Although Draco is a male, he’s honestly the prissiest princess I have ever met. To be honest though, I’m the only one to blame for the majority of his bratty behavior, because I spoiled him rotten. I’m the problem, it’s me.

As if reading my thoughts, Draco tilted his head to the side, obviously unbothered by my rage. He added, “She’s my girlfriend.”

Only after the door closed with a click and I heard his receding footsteps in the hallway did I look up. With a light slap on his arm, I threw Draco an accusing look, which made him shrug. “I want some alone time with my mate. That’s all.” He reached out to touch my face, and our eyes met. Draco’s eyes were filled with tender affection as he cradled my face like a precious jewel which he couldn’t get enough of. The sheer intensity of the situation kept me frozen, unable to glance away from those piercing gray orbs that promise sweet nothings.