Funneh X Draco 소설 & 이야기

The pieces clicked together with terrible clarity. Fire resistance. Golden eyes. The pieces snapped together like a trap. “Fuck.” I turned back to the window, pulse pounding. “She’s might just not be descended from dragons.” Hayden went very still. "You think she's—" "I think," I said slowly, "we might have a living, breathing dragon hiding in our kitchens." The silence that followed was thicker than blood. Finally, Hayden exhaled sharply. "What do you want to do?" "Keep watching," I said softly. "But don't approach. Don't engage."

"Why would you? You've worked hard these past few days. After you eat, I'll bring you out for some fun. We're going to be partners from now on." Phineas' expression was earnest. He didn't seem suspicious at all. But on second thought, if they really wanted to kill him, they could have done it directly. Why would they go through all the trouble? Realizing this, Draco accepted the tray and grabbed a chicken drumstick. He hungrily devoured the meal. Phineas stood quietly by his side and watched as Draco cleared his plate. His smile grew even brighter. Draco wiped his mouth. "I'm full now. Can I get some rest?"

Leon snapped at the man and in just a matter of seconds, Leon and Draco's men pointed guns at each other and Farrah hid behind him while shaking in fear. "Now, now, there is no need for that, dear cousin. I am not here to hurt anyone. I just came because I have to discuss something with you, and I think you know what I'm pertaining to." The playful look on Draco's face disappeared and Leon realized what he was talking about. Leon and Draco are cousins and although they are related, they were never really close. In fact, they refer to each other as enemies. They fight over almost everything—from women, money and power.

~ -(Jungkook, PROD SUGA) Stay Alive ----- ------- ------- -------- ----- ---- ------ ----- ----- Stefanos: “So what do you think we should do now? Settle back in, or go after Xenia?” “Settle back in? Are you even hearing yourself Draco? We came all this way and you just want to let your best friend die here, in the hands of some ruthless monster?” I asked, the very man sitting in front of me as we were lounging ourselves in some kind of a tea shop. Wraya was God knows where; remind me to never let the dragon lose to some god forsaken land which he so much wants to explore. “Then what do you suggest we do? Go monster hunting? I mean you heard what those peasants were saying back there, that

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.

“I know he does, Victoria… I mean your mother told me, but they aren’t on good terms, what about him?” “Father said that even though they aren’t on good terms, he’d avenge him if he ever found out that he was dead. Father told me to find him…to tell him…to get his help…he told m~” “W-We…Denae we don’t know how he looks, where he is or what’s his name…we won’t succeed, so just d~” “Draco…his name is Draco, but most people call him merciless, and his pack is located towards the south of here. I came this way to find him, but I ended up finding you. I’m going to find him, I have to find him.”

The idea of her knowing some of the personal things I've done or thought, made me blush a little. "What are you mind linking? Is it about my dad?" Draco snapped. I shot my head around with a hiss. He jumped back. "Fuck, you're a vampire too? What the hell are you?" He demanded an answer with a little more dominance in his voice than I cared for. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a flame flash in his dark brown eyes. "What?" Lorena asked me in concern, before pulling Draco's face towards her. "Crap. Draco, you're a Dragon!"

For Horace and Felix, she hoped that she could overcome this so she could go back to them. Back at Vaughnorths, everyone was frantic because news of war reached them. Drunken finally made a move. Many of the supernatural realms had already come together in order to try and fight Drakoen. Those who didn't wish to be involved had already run away from the chaos. It was understandable that they would not want to fight against Drake because he is a thousand-year-old dark mage. The chances of surviving were slim even for the strongest.

Tessa pleaded, looking at her parents. James grew restless, his anger building. Draco! That is his suspect, no one is as close to him anywhere except Draco. He has to be the one to perform such trick on him. What's his deal with his family anyways? Even if Kiera had tried to poke into their secret, she had stopped and there has not been any issues since then. Even if he tried to harm his family, Tessa should not be his target, she's only a child!