Harry Or Draco Novels & Stories

placing her hands under her chin, she was getting tired of their unending talks. Draco was torn between the offers in front of him. He had tried his best to develop a cure for the strange illness by killing wolves in his pack, but nothing worked. He cannot afford to lose the throne that his parents died for and now here he is with an offer to marry the daughter of his parents’ murderers.

Victor has no idea what the f*ck Ariadne's talking about, which sets him on razor's edge. "-That was me, motherf*cker. That week, I smoked those black dragons like a Queen." Victor knows that Harry deals in expensive cigars, black dragons being his favorite. Something connects in the wolf's mind. Ariadne had once stolen from Harry, probably under Arthur's orders. Harry offers no insight into how his warehouse could have been hit except this. "F*cking barrels." "I saw you way before you first saw me," Ariadne hums. It never occurred to Victor that Ariadne knew who Harry was before the first introduction.

Sitting on two logs of wood opposite each other, Stefanos exchanged glances with Wraya, who stayed in the shadows of the forest but could be easily seen to the two, for he sat there like a dog, right on his butt. Glancing from Wraya to Draco, Stefanos sighed, seeing that this was going nowhere. "Look I-" "So you are telling me," Draco cut in, his head in his hands and eyes staring at anything but the beast. “That you have a Dragon at your disposal? A dragon?" "Yes." Stefanos nodded. Draco raised an eyebrow. "Do you expect me to believe that?" "The said beast is right in front of you. Whether you believe it to be a trick of the mind or just reality is up to how far your mentality can take it

Draco is commonly known as the Dark Lord, but he’s actually the Higher Power of Evil. “Silas has a point. Paxton is the first hybrid amongst the supernatural creatures,” Draco commented. Lucia sighed. “So, where do we even begin searching for answers when it comes to him?” “I don’t think it would be wise to go asking the witches about it. We would have to hold our own investigation,” I suggested before there was smoke around us. We coughed until it cleared up to reveal a beautiful Caucasian woman with long black hair and green eyes. “Silas Keller?” she spoke up.

“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.

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!

Wow, did he just claim her in front of everybody? Madchen didn’t know what to think. “You don’t know her Drago,” Jason croaked, “ not like I do,” “Oh yeah, Jason, how is that,” Drago’s voice was still calm, but the danger factor was rising by the second.

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

Jem raises an eyebrow at me watching in the rear-view mirror. "Draco Malfoy is not just some guy." I snap at him my eyes still glued on the flurry creature wiggling in my lap. "No, he's a bully." Hunter drawls his gaze glued on the world outside the window. He's clearly pissed at me for running, but what did he expect. I've been clear that I have no intentions of staying in their house. It shouldn't really come as a surprise that when an opportunity to get out of there walked through the front door, I took it.He's the result of his surroundings and parents. Draco's the boy without a choice. Just because Harry's backstory is tragic and he came out the hero doesn't mean that others, like the c

I retract my claw and slowly back away from him "Now answer my questions. Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want from me?" I forcefully ask again, trying so hard to keep my anger in check. He collects the handkerchief his friend extends toward him. Taking his time, he carefully wipes the trail of blood away from his neck before pressing the handkerchief to the back of his head to stop the bleeding. "My name is Draco..." He says after he's done cleaning himself up. 'Draco!?... What the fuck kind of name is Draco? Draco means dragon or serpent. Who named their child that?...' I wonder to myself as he continues talking