Fanfiction Draco Novels & Stories

Dragon POV Jenny was angry and drunk, she decided to close the door and give this day to her... "Jenny Shash, let me make you feel happy, right?" She opened her soft thighs, letting my lips set fire to her brown skin. Her book had long disappeared with the page on which she was, gently bitten on the skin referring to it as my book. "Please don't bother me, Dragon." My angel said eagerly, but I wanted to take this slowly.

“Yes.” Visenya let out a sharp exhale. “I feel like I hit my head and woke up in some kind of fantasy land.” “I know this is a lot to take in." Lucian empathized with her disbelief. “To say the least,” Visenya cut in. “I always knew there was something magical between us, but I never imagined living in a world with shape-shifting dragons. Wait, am I a dragon too?” Lucian shook his head. “No, you're not.”

“Worth a shot “, Venus said shrugging her shoulders. “Spring’s flowers•Summer’s heat •Autumn’s fall• Winter’s Ice AUTUMN PACK Draco had just eaten lunch and was very satisfied. He stretched his long legs on the recliner in his office while staring into oblivion. The thinking was something he did often and getting lost in his thoughts was his favorite pastime. Clad in tattoos from neck down, he played with his dangling ear piercing. A knock on the door. The most irritating sound he’d ever heard. Second to slurping. “What?”, he said, his deep smooth voice echoing in his naked room.

I felt like I was in a nightmare, and I couldn't wake up. “You know, Drake and I used to be so close,” she said, a cruel smile playing on her lips. “No one would have ever thought of hurting me. I was respected as the Luna since we were mateless. It was normal for us to be matched, for us to be together.” She paused as if savoring the memory. “But then, he brought Lucas down. I would have been crowned as the Luna if it wasn't for you,” she said, her voice dripping with venom. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in shallow gasps.

Mason said cautiously. If Drake loses his sanity, he is more dangerous than Draco. So he is threading carefully with Drake. Drake didn't let any emotion to show on his face. But he folded his wings back into him and let the healer look at Nyra. 'Mate' the fairy fire called for Drake, making him flicker his eyes and look at Nyra. 'Fairy fire, help Nyra' he pleaded. 'I am trying to. But I cannot saves two lives alone. I need your help' the fairy fire confessed.

Wraya assured. Beside us walked Draco, who wasn’t at the best of his moods right now. It took us a lot of assuring to get him to come with us but the angry alpha who might have as well gone feral was strictly against the idea, provided he even threatened that he could just find Xenia by himself and he didn’t need any one of us but after Wraya’s single lie of telling Draco that he witnessed a released dragon twice the size of him, shook the cores of the alpha who at the end gave up his façade of looking strong and had to join us with his vexed personality.

My laptop history was a testament to it—the endless tabs of dark erotica, the niche p**n sites, the stories that pushed boundaries most people wouldn’t even consider. Liam, bless his vanilla heart, had never understood it. He’d barely understood a missionary position on a Tuesday night. But Draco… Draco understood. He didn’t just understand; he fed it. He was a walking, breathing manifestation of every dark fantasy I’d ever scrolled through. And now he was my professor. The thought should have sent me running for the hills, transferring departments, changing my major. Instead, it made my clit twitch. My body, always so quick to betray me, was already anticipating the next encounter. The next

He doesn't have the power to hang on anymore. Dracos wakes up when he feels the king coming. He smells the air and starts to become agitated. "Put him on that rock!" Loras orders Astrid and she hurries to lay his body on the carved stone. He opens his eyes for a moment and as he looks around and sees the dragon, he starts to panic. "Hold him still!" Loras ask again as he prepares Draco. But the fear gave Omar power and he struggles. "Sush. It will be ok! I promise." Astrid lies, and the child seems to listen for a moment. She steps back. "Ready..."

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.

, exterminating us and bounding the rest of us to her creations she deemed strong enough to match us and control us. Putting a leash on creatures of freedom. The ultimate punishment." The spite in her tone made me wince. I had my opinions on the matter but I kept them to myself. "In binding us to these bodies, she decided that it was not enough. We needed something stronger to balance all that power and strength, lest we destroy ourselves and the bodies in our violence. She created bonds that linked souls to each other. Giving us partners of equal strength. Partners that could handle us and we could handle in return. Of course, that was where the wench got the idea of mates.