Fanfic Draco Novels & Stories

He affirmed my identity just as I affirmed his. Luxuria Drakton. One of my father's best friends. My father had two best friends and one would think that both friends of his would also be friends but that wasn't the case. Luxuria Drakton and Grayson Drakton. Brothers. But I had never met brothers who hated each other as much as both did.

“It’s been years, Alfos, years of living the life I never imagined I’d live. I had to do it.” Alfos pursed his lips, staring at Draco. He remembered years back when he was all over his sister. Draco never fancied another female except his sister, and that led him to take that vow on her grave. The vow that he’d never love another. “It’s not just about wanting to know how it feels again, Dracolian,” Alfos walked around the desk until he stood beside Draco and rested a hand on his shoulder. “It’s about what you desire. You’re starting to feel something for this female, and it’s beginning to kill you.” “I am not feeling anything for her. Let’s not forget that I’ve a mate…” Draco tried to defend

How Draco missed everything about Astrid. Draco's chest felt tight. His vision was blurry with tears. An unbearable longing welled up in Draco's chest. "Astrid. Astrid. I miss you so much," Draco repeatedly said without realizing it. Only silence answered Draco. He wiped his tears and walked towards the lake in the cave. Draco completed his final assignment before leaving for the Centralis Capital in the Fortis Kingdom. He plunged himself into the lake, then stuck a branch of the Sacred Mana Tree firmly at the bottom of the lake's ground. The branch grew rapidly until it became a tree that poked slightly above the surface of the lake.

He had also believed she could heal him —his infertility. The princess didn’t promise to help him, but told him that if he could find a woman who deserved to be a mother for his child, she might consider it. Draco then confessed that the first time he saw me, his only intention was to save me from Constantine because I looked familiar to him. He didn’t need to say it out loud but I knew I was familiar to him because he recognized me as Felicity’s sister. I didn’t share my thoughts and instead listened as he continued talking.

But no matter how I tried to ignore it I knew I would have to face it sooner or later. Draco had extreme dark energy he couldn't control sometimes, mostly because he wasn't around those who had similar powers as him. If otherwise, he would surely be able to control his powers well. There was a time Draco grabbed a plate of noddles to eat and they turned into black snakes instead, there was also time he also shook his friend arm and froze it. Ever since then, he lost Daniel, his best friend. He also did other things I wasn't aware of because he always roamed about on his own and Leader Atrix found out about it, it seems.

He probably did not even invite any of his friends in the first place. Draco slowly picked up his shirt and ran a hand through his hair. “Looks like I have been caught.” He met Kyra’s gaze. “You deserve a far better mate than these fuckers. And no, I did not accidentally discover this waterfall. I have always known it was here. To be honest, I’m not sorry I lied.” He walked away from them. “I have unfinished business with these brothers. But I will not spill their blood in front of you.” With that, he disappeared through the tree line.

The pages shimmered, inscriptions revealing themselves in elegant, terrifying patterns. As I read, my heart sank. Draco’s origin, his roots in an orphaned village where witches had been burned alive, revealed a story of vengeance and darkness. He had a sister, also killed, leaving him a vengeful soul from a young age. The more I read, the heavier the air became, my chest tightening with the weight of the knowledge.

What was this feeling? She stretched her glowing arm forward and I reached out to grab it. "It will be painful, but, let me out and you shall live." I nodded, entranced, before realizing what she had said. I blinked right before our fingers could touch and hesitated. "Painful? What will be?" I asked, puzzled. "Your shift." She said in a musical tone that trapped me again. "Drakkon. He calls." She sighed in yearning and anger. "Who is Drakkon?" I asked, mesmerized by her glacial eyes that seemed to see me. All of who I was.

Alexi had told me that the longer they were in their world, the longer it would take for them to return, and I cursed my heart for falling too deeply in love with them. Martha told me the most interesting story when she saw the mark on my shoulder. The patient I had thought was challenged initially happened to be a heartbroken dragon mate who lost her mind while waiting for her mate to return. The moment she saw the mark, she began to cry, telling me they won't return. She showed me her mark, and I realised she was the one that wrote the infamous' Fucked by Dragons' book. I asked her why she did not tell me the truth and made up all those crazy stories, and she asked me if I would have belie

I have never met someone as crazy and evil as her. The murderer of my parents is now here asking me to kneel down in front of her if I want the vaccine? That will be over my dead body! ALFRED’S POV Draco has been a very uptight and wonderful leader ever since he ascended the throne, but he is unnecessarily brutal when it comes to digging out punishments. He suffers a lot from trust issues and won’t open up to anyone except me and that is because I am his wolf. We share one body, so there is no way I wouldn’t know what was going on with him.