Harry Potter Drake Novels & Stories

Titus is coming with Bert and the castle will be guarded by Harry, the third person after Titus and Drake that I’ve seen today. “It’s nice to finally meet the queen,” he said respectfully and stiffly. Drake rolled his eyes “He’s the stiffest person after Titus, why am I surrounded by serious people like them anyway?” he muttered and I just laughed softly. “Hello, Harry, nice to meet you and take care of the castle,” I said and ignored Drake. Titus walked over and wrapped his arms around me. “Okay, time to go” Drake commented back before turning to walk with his mate to the car outside.

All that, Pamela wasn’t aware. “Dickson, do you accept my help?” Mr Potter cuts in. He was starting to get impatient with the feminine banters. “At what cost Mr Potter?” Drake spoke for the first time in all of it. Mr Potter smiled, Drake had been his target audience all along. He was done using Dickson, his gullible father, so he was dispensable now. “No cost Mr Hale, just a cooperative effort in making the company more profitable and powerful.” “Tell me one thing Mr Potter,” Drake paused shortly before he continued “why would you want to betray your son?”

They were all seated around the big table in the room. At the head of the table sat their leader and master, Edmund Drake the most dreaded sorcerer of the werewolf kingdom. He was a very powerful sorcerer who stopped at nothing to get what he wanted. Among the people who had come for the meeting was Declan Hawke, though he didn't practice dark magic, but he had formed a dangerous alliance with Edmund Drake. Edmund had bent them all to his will. His word was Lord over them all. Their greed for power has kept them under his will. The kind of power that could only be gotten from his dark magic. His voice could be heard vibrating through the dark room as he spoke.

one of the kids asked. Drake laughed. "I don't do sex scenes." He sucked at his teeth until he found his place again. "When he unwrapped the scarf from her face it took her eyes a second to adjust to the dim light. Drake grinned down at her, eyes wide and intense. 'Well, turn around and see your future.' Something in his expression caused the hairs on her arms to stand up. She turned. It took a moment for the scene before her to sink in and make sense. Bodies. Blood. So much blood. She heard a thin laugher escape her lips as she tried to fathom his strange and horrifying joke. What was he trying to gain from this?"

Stevan patted the man's back. Drake was a big man with a thick beard like Hagrid in the Harry Potter films. Shanon was initially a little horrified to see Drake's scary face, but behind his intimidating posture, Drake was a warm and friendly man. He had a booming laugh, but it was strangely sweet enough to hear. “When will the other guests arrive?” Drake asked Sarah.

I boomed. I walk out of the entrance, to the porch, find Sabrina, Moira, and a young man behind them. Moira ran to hug me, and my anger estinguished just as fast. Then my gaze turned to the boy as his eyes shifted to mine. The air around him visibly thicker with the strong aura he leaked, any completed wolf will easily realize that he is an alpha. "Pop, this is Drake," said Moira. The boy took few step forward and hold my hand to me. I shake that strong grip. "Good afternoon Mr. Stephan, I'm Drake Lockhart. Moira's mate."

" The prince shouted. Drake was trying to smile devilishly. "You're not a respected royal. Why would I respect a useless creature?" He scoffed. "I will kill you; I will kill your heir!" Drake's expression went cold and dark, staring at the prince. "If you dare to hurt my heir... don't let him hunt you down to hell and meet my demon there." Drake seriously muttered "I'm not scared of Satan!" "But you are scared of me." I have the devil's eye... which means I'm Satan. "

"Our Hatred is just a misunderstanding and what is inside of him is a huge threat to both witches and Wizards. "What is inside of him?" She looked more confused as I paused my lips and the car fell in silence for a few minutes. I didn't know how to tell her this but I think it is best of I tell her, because we are fighting the sake thing. "DRAKE IS NO LONGER DRAKE. An unknown being is occupying his body and his is going to be a threat to our lives" I broke the news

He goes into a relaxed stance but it's still stiff as a board. Drake looks at my bloody towel. "Please tell me you got something." I leaned against a bookshelf across from Drake's desk and cross my feet, still wiping my fingers. "Oh, I got something, but you're not going to like it." Drake leans back in his chair and rubs his forehead. "Report." He sighed. I put my hands down on the bookshelf. "It's the Dragons. Specifically, Karver." I glance between Drake and River.

He just wipes his mouth with his sleeves, turns around and walks away. My throat closes up as the screen turns black. I think I’m traumatized. I barely notice as Drake reaches forward and takes the burning tablet from my hands. I barely notice when he covers my trembling fingers with one palm, stroking it softly. “This… this isn’t real,” I whisper, my voice cracking. “Why would he do something like that…?” “Because Harlan Kane is a fucking monster,” Drake snarls, his voice burning with conviction. “He doesn’t care who gets hurt, whose life he destroys, as long as he gets what he wants.”