Highschool Dxd Ddraig Novels & Stories

Aiden recognized Draig due to his recent stunt on the internet. Plus, Draig was the son of a famous martial artist in Uleania. Not caring who Aiden was, Draig put his finger up his nose and said angrily, “I don’t care who you are. “You have one minute to release Ms. Frost unless you want to die.” Draig’s arrogance threw Aiden off from doing things civilly. Aiden grimaced. “Ha. You sure think highly of yourself.”

"Now I want you to really think about what you are going to do, because that was my last warning. I will not tolerate your insolence. Do you want him to die?" I shake my head, my voice low and broken. "Please don't hurt him, I'll obey." he runs his fingers down the side of my face gently, wiping away the tears. "That's a good girl, if you eat this porridge I have bright, I'll unchain you. How about that?" "who are you?" I whisper, looking into his green eyes. he smells like a rogue, but also not like a rogue. It was confusing. "I'm Drax stone. The leader of the rogues, their alpha as some say." He says with pride, "I have allowed myself to build the biggest army that any pack has even seen w

The rogue, if he had heard Adryan's question didn't react to it, he didn't even lift a finger, he kept his head down. "Did he sent you?" Adryan asks again, his patience running thin by now. His question making Jade confused, 'who was this 'he' Adryan was referring to?!' She thought to herself. By now Adryan was seething, his breathing heavy as anger brewed inside of him like hot lava, "TELL ME" he yells causing Jade to wince with the amount of power and harshness it held, the guards holding the rogue step back in fear, but the rogue still didn't reply to him, it seemed like this was the last straw that snapped off the thread Adryan's patience was hanging on to for dear life, because the next

Her eyes are as deep a blue as I remember. "Hi. I'm Layla Ambrigino! Your father hired me to watch Lorie while you were away. It's nice to finally meet you!" Layla says as she extends her hand out to me shaking me from my day dream. Does she not remember who I am? I think to myself as a sadness fills my chest. I quickly reach out and take her hand in mine. Her skin is soft and cool to the touch and I find myself not wanting to let go. "I am Nicolae Draven. It's a pleasure to meet you Layla. I want to apologize for my father leaving so abruptly and leaving you two alone." I reply with a forced smile.

“Do you think my dad will like it? I wonder how your father will react to my father’s anger. I bet he will be very disappointed in you…” Gryphon didn’t say anything, but he glared at Roxanne as if all the fury in the world was being sucked into his skin and then discharged into those eyes. It was easily the most dangerous state of Gryphon Pearce, but Roxanne trod it just fine. She even moved her chin up to look down at the man again.

“Thank you for the advice. I would not want to be injured by the dragons as they practice.” “Aye,” said the little girl with a serious expression. “Papa told me he’d tan my behind from one end of the meadow to the other if he ever caught me in the courtyard while they practice.” She seemed very serious about that, yet almost proud of the warning. “Papa says I should stay where I’m put.” Brenna grinned. “And who is your papa?” “He is the magnificent green dragon,” said the little girl.

She craved to be chosen openly, shamelessly with no hesitation. When he entered her life, he gave her exactly that, intense affection, gentle touches, long conversations, and a kind of desire she had never known. For a sheltered girl who has always felt invisible, his warm affection always felt like a light at the end of a tunnel. But behind the desire lay something heavier. His temper, his violent stories, the weight of his complicated past, and the quiet way he consumed her emotionally began to drain her. Torn between the only man who made herpersonal story about the dangers of being intensely desired and the courage it takes to choose oneself over the person who makes you feel everyth

Blade and Knox join us. Apphia "You're back!" I turn my head to see a tall, good-looking man with thin dreadlocks and green eyes approach. Beside him is a girl with curly red hair and some freckles on her nose. "Hi Apphia, my name is Drake. I'm the gamma of the pack. Nice to finally meet you," he says, extending his hand for me to shake. I shake his hand and feel an odd, warm feeling through me. Drake feels like a friend I've known for a long time but lost contact with. He's safe.

Rather, the smile plastered on his face made me think he actually knew something was about to go on. "I, Drake Douglas, Second in command and Beta of the Blood Moon Pack, would like to take Demiana Ranskahov to be my mate in front of all of you to witness!" Drake announced boldly however the pack fell silent. Damien didn't move an inch and the expression in his face never changed, even as Drake went to took Demiana's hand and brought her up to the stage.

“And how are you doing, little Dagon?” “Dagon’s not little!” the child pouted at him. “Dagon’s big now!” Upon saying this, the child leapt from Johan’s shoulder and was caught by Xander who laughingly raised him up higher. “Oh, that’s right! You’re much heavier as well!” he praised him. Xander was still laughing and going round in circles with Dagon when he felt something clear up in his head. It was as if a heavy fog was being blown away. He looked around the place as he held Dagon closer to his chest and saw Dorin talking with his sphere mates, with the mysterious Ms. Eirian by his side.