Fanfic Draco Novels & Stories

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

I answer. “Oh yes, you did. Admit it you knew. Everything that is happening to her is all your fault. Now do you want my help or not?” he says. He stands before. He wants me to want his help. He is an arrogant little jerk. “Glenn cannot help you with this. You know that don’t you? I am the only one that can,” he says. “If I let you help me then what? What do you want?” I ask. Draco moves closer putting his arm around me. “I want to leave the house with my prize. I want to be able to bid at auctions again. I want you to let me take you on a date,” he says.

A warning. She turned back to Rhazien. The heat wards surrounding him pulsed, then dimmed, then pulsed again. She reached for his hand, sliding her fingers into his. "You can’t leave me," she whispered. "Not now. Not when I finally understand what it means to burn for someone." His skin was too hot. Not human-hot. Dragon-hot. The flame inside him was rising. The healers whispered from the corners. One reached for the binding circle of runes to reinforce the spell, but it cracked at the edge.

We headed to Valmore Enterprises in silence, we didn't know what to say or what to expect when we saw him, but I, for one thing, could not wait to see him despite everything. We entered the building and Lora's hand was in mine and we saw a lot of our allies and Roman's men. Our sons went to mingle and then I saw Drax with a beautiful dark skin Fae woman on his arm. I was jealous, he leaned in and kissed her and I realized it was his girlfriend, I remembered her from a magazine article that they lived together. Drax looked so handsome in his suit and although his face looked different, I could sense it was him, I felt drawn to him and my wolf said, "Mate, he is still our mate," and my heart f

Her eyes narrowing suspiciously, she picked up the book again and looked at the blurb once more. "The story of a half-blood dragon who lived unloved, unwanted and destined to fall under the weight of her own power." Fru almost laughed. Why does this sound like her series of applications to different guilds. Tragedies were not her taste because she had seen enough of it in her life. "Give me a heroine who marches through worlds and conquer hehehe" Fru smirked at her own imagination. "It looks interesting though, what's one more tragedy to the list" she said that but she didn't want to admit her inability to resist reading the book.

The man who entered the room of the married couple was---Sir Dracu! Pale, handsome, thick eyebrows, wearing black pants and black top dress. And Sir's lips looked like he’s wearing cherry lipstick, because of the excessive redness. "King! Queen! What was Delia’s sin, and seems like you’re abusing her? Was it true that you’re throwing my child on a cliff? Huh!" Sir Dracu shouted at his parents. His face was full of grief over what had happened.

she shot back in a strained voice. The other people in the throne room stepped further away from the dragon. However, their curiosity got the better of them as they still stayed put wanting to see how the dragon killed the man. ‘I’m Prince Dragomir, son of Nikolaus…the old dragon king’, he said in his head again. The dragon did not react for a short while, after some time, however, he seemed to visibly relax. Dragomir reached for its large head and lightly rubbed soothingly. ‘I want to help you'

When his eyes fell on the others he knew right away. ‘Drezic?’ Asrar growled gently. The other dragon froze and looked closer. ‘How do you know my name?’ He spoke concerned. He left his entire family behind when he met his mate. He even pulled her to the safety of this island. “Asrar, She isn’t in the town she…..You found her.” Chris called as he came running out of the forest. His eyes fell on Desiree immediately. She had not changed a bit other then she was wearing blue Jean’s, a red and blue plaid top and she had two children around her.

Rafe then shifted back to speak to the dragon. “She’s mine, dragon. Do you understand?” “I think not. Unlike you, she and I have created a mating bond. Maybe we will complete it. Right here in front of you.” “Don’t you dare.” After a few minutes, Rafe shifted back and took off. Once he was gone, she collapsed on the ground and shifted back. As she just laid there, Drak noticed the cuts and bruises all over her. She caught his gaze as he bent down to examine her wounds.