Funneh X Draco Novels & Stories

They had reached his chest before it had finally realized there were two people running up him. The beast stared at them with yellow draconic eyes as if unable to comprehend what he was seeing. Sophia stared up at the dragon. Unlike, Elijah’s transformation, this dragon seemed antagonistic. With yellow slit eyes and black marks all over his body, she was sure it came here to destroy. But how did he manage to enter the kingdom? Does that mean his teammates are…? Sophia shook her head. She knew she had to do something. She couldn’t just stand here like a civilian when her teammates were in danger. She scaled the beast herself, determined to be of help to Leon and Zain.

Aurelia laughed. A servant came around to fill everyone’s cups with tea and coffee and then another circulated with a decanter of blood. The thought of drinking blood used to make Seraphina’s stomach turn but now, her mouth immediately began to water at the smell of it. For a while, everyone ate in a pleasant silence. “You wouldn’t guess what I saw when I looked out of my window last night,” Antoinette suddenly spoke up. “What was is my dear?” asked Narcissus. “Well” Antoinette continued, “I saw a purple ball of fire shoot across the sky followed by the most beautiful silver dragon”. Everyone in the room immediately turned to look at Seraphina. “Actually sister, Seraphina’s dragon’s skin sha

“Just like you said, Phil won’t have wanted us to be enemies. Besides, he died trying to save you, and I think as his friends, it only makes sense that we continue that task” “This my fight, and it’s going to be very dangerous”, I tell them. “We aren’t complaining”, Eric says, taking a step forward. “What’s the plan? Where are we finding our army?” I take a deep breath. It was time to come clean with them if they were going to risk their lives to help me. “I’m going to meet my uncle, Draco”, I say. “Draco?” Eric asks. I didn’t know you had an uncle. “Draco is my mother’s twin brother. He is a special werewolf breed. He is a Lycan.

The physical condensation of my dragon-forged bones absorbed the terrifying impact effortlessly. ​The commander’s eyes bulged in absolute disbelief. He heaved upward, trying to yank his weapon free, but it felt as though it had been welded into solid bedrock. ​"My turn," I said softly. ​I channeled a concentrated surge of internal dragon fire down the metal shaft and snapped my wrist with a brutal twist of physical strength. ​CRACK! ​The thick iron spear fractured down the middle with a deafening shriek of snapping metal.

I wasn't surprised that he was the one controlling the gang for the main time because he has been in the game for so long. All of them except the driver focused on me. "You are Theo's new pet?" A harsh, mocking laugh burst from his throat, echoing with sinister intent. "Do you even know that the same dick you've been riding was also part of us when we planned to murder your mother? Wait... " he paused, nodding his head in realization. "You must be the same person Draco met up with at the cafeteria he ended up dying at. You were the solution to release Drake and it all ended up in a double resolution. This is becoming interesting" His eyes flashed with a violent, corrosive anger.

” He emphasized every word. ”Beside Malia, after she had fallen, stood her uncle. For a split second, before he had time to run away, he held a stake in his hands and watched as his niece breathed her last breath.” ”What?” I was taken aback. ”Her uncle, Draco, wanted to brew hatred between the two species, more than there already was. He didn't believe that werewolves and vampires could co-exist, he wanted the vampires to be the only superior species. He killed his niece, would blame the werewolves and a life-long vendetta would take place. He didn't succeed, but neither did he fail. One werewolf couldn't let the already existing hatred between two kinds justify the murder of a little girl.

It wasn't my fault. "She is a wildfire," Draca laughed. "I love how her hips swayed from left to right. Can't wait to have a piece of her," he said. "Don't you have other things to think about aside from sex huh?" I asked him. "You've forgotten who I am?" Draca asked and burst into another round of laughter. "Don't be stupid Fenrir. You want her as much as I do so stop acting like you are the saint," Draca said.

“I see you’ve found your new project, saving measly omegas from punishment. I do hope you’re not expecting applause.” “I don’t expect anything,” I shot back. “Of course you don’t,” she said in mock sweetness. “It’s not like you’re queen, anyway. You’re just a war souvenir with good timing.” Lirah laughed at the joke. I didn’t move. “You know, now that Draco’s off doing what he does best,” Hanna continued, “I wonder how long it’ll take before he returns… with something shinier and younger. Maybe even a little bit more…obedient.”

A Long Time Ago. “Draco!” Ayri yelled Draco stopped and he was nothing like Felan was picturing. “Let me guess you were expecting a Dunce cap with a long gray beard.” Ayri said, judging the look on Felan’s face. Draco stood at least 6ft 5inches. Though he was over a hundred years old he looked no older than thirty. “Ayri! How is my favorite pain in the ass?” “Still mad at me, I see. I swear if I had known you were going to be there, I would have never pulled that prank.” “It took me two years to get that classroom back in order.” He replied.

A part of me wanted to rush to its aid, to offer comfort in its final moments. But Draco's voice broke through the turmoil in my mind, calling me back from the verge of compassion. "Veronica," he said, his voice laden with weariness. "Don't bother. The deer is already dead. That's what I fed on." I froze in my tracks, my eyes fixated on him, a mixture of confusion and disbelief washing over me. The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place, the truth unraveling before me. Draco had not fed on human blood. He had found solace in the blood of the deer, sparing me from his insatiable hunger.