Funneh X Draco Mga Nobela at Kwento

UNKNOWN FIGURE : Oh my, forgive my manners… I completely forgot to introduce myself A dark figure drops down not too far from where Elijah stood, when the figure arose Elijah could finally make out its physical appearance; the figure was quite humanoid with a few alterations like having a horn protruding from the middle of his forehead, also there were horns protruding out of his elbows with his skin having tiny bumps throughout, his irises where red, his nails seemed like those of a wild beast with a wicked smile on his face… UNKNOWN FIGURE : My name is Draco, I am a member of the NAMED ELIJAH : Draco??... I don’t think I know you and what the hell is the Named?? DRACO : Oh you do know me,

Arric and Kellan were already on their way to help me search, but I couldn’t wait for them to scour the entire country. “Killing you isn’t what I had in mind.” I snarled, hoping that I could threaten him with the one thing I knew he wouldn’t like. “I plan to hand you over to the council to allow them to lock you up indefinitely. But worry not, I will make sure that the cell is no bigger than a five-by-five box.” His eyes widened at my words, and I knew I had him now. One thing most Dragons feared was tight spaces. Since we had so much freedom in the sky, we never felt trapped. Darren had the worst case of claustrophobia that I have ever encountered.

I say to him while fixing my dress and makeup. I go downstairs all freshened up and see Dracono waiting for me. Dark follows me and introduces Dracono to me. Dracono kisses my hand while measuring my body with his eyes. I tell him it is my pleasure to finally meet the new king of the minotaurs. Dracono is a powerful incubus, with huge black wings, and an extremely powerful body, you can see his enormous muscles through his tight shirt. "I like what I see for sure.", I think.

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

I said with a heavy heart. Sarn stared at me and I saw the same look of dread on his face that I felt. "Do you know what happened?" he finally asked. I had to tell him the truth. Sarn deserved to know that the mightiest of silver dragons, my uncle, caused all of our heartache. "It was Drakon. He killed the daughter of a Goddess." I wouldn't have been surprised if Sarn deserted me at this revelation. "I hope he isn't dead so I can kill him myself," he responded with clenched teeth and long plumes of smoke drifting from his nostrils along with several sparks of flame. He'd been breathing fire for years and had good control. The sparks showed how upset he was.

she turned away from him, she was finally done talking. Draco had many questions in his head and he was trying to stifle his laugh. First who the fuck was Tess and how could she come to all this dumb conclusions. It was so funny to him, he didn't even think meeting her parents now was such a big deal to her, if he'd knew maybe he would've considered undergoing the ordeal to please her, plus he didn't have any friends for her to meet, at least she was going to meet Tyler once he came, surely she knew that and was just tripping. He stood up from where he lay and went to join her on the bed, he felt her relax once he settled in, a good sign even though she was turned away from him.

Solomon POV The journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.

"Draco! Today's our marking night, and if you walk out now, I'll have my father publicly denounce your leadership tomorrow!" Draco stopped and turned to her with a feral and bloodshot gaze. Then, he raised his hand and grabbed her throat. "I've agreed to make you my Luna, so why wasn't that enough for you? If Lea's gone, I'll kill you without a second thought, and your incompetent Beta father, Liam!" He flung her onto the floor and ground his heel into her fingers. "That's for what you did to Lea." … That night, Draco turned the pack grounds upside down like a complete madman, but he found no trace of me.

Dragon was different—polite, calm, rational—and that was what frightened her. She approached him and asked boldly, curiosity mixing with defiance, "What are you doing, Dragon? Why do you act like nothing happened? What are you planning?" Dragon took a deep breath, stepping closer to her. With a mix of love and pain, he said, "I’m trying to kill the old Dragon—the cruel one who lost his little mate. I changed, Jenny. I changed for you." She glared at him in anger, recalling his words that she would only ever be Dragon’s whore. The powerful slap. His control. She continued to stare at him but decided to ignore everything, even his ghostly words that made her heart tremble.

Hi gentle answer, Draco just ruffled his hair and straightened . “Arjun, you shouldn't be talking to a stranger!” The woman pulled the boy Arjun next to her, turned to me with an evil look. " Go away, my niece is not here and even more so she is not in the field." Draco and I looked at each other, she closed the door on us. We even heard what she preached to his nephew, and the child's answer. "Aunt, brother Draco is my sister's friend. He used to come here, have you forgotten?"