Hot Draco Malfoy Novels & Stories

My pulse fell out of rhyme as I awaited whatever he had to say. "You think you succ..eeded by killing my brother?!" Drake was shivering as tears surged out of his eyes. "Theodore Andrews, you will carry the corpse of your loved ones very soon. You will bleed on your knees hoping and desperately wishing they come back to life!" Drake cursed, his eyes shimmering with extreme misery. My body shivered as his words sank in me, but Theo only stared at him coldly, while rubbing his jawline with his right middle finger. The death of Draco was definitely a big storm Drake never foresaw. When I was growing up, I knew Draco was the hesitant one whenever they were to maltreat and bully me. Drake was alw

It was an unnatural, pulsing pull that I just couldn't even name. Finally, the servant stopped in front of two enormous doors guarded by four armed warriors who pushed the doors open. The moment I stepped inside, the temperature dropped even further. The air so chilly that it should have made me shiver, but weirdly... I wasn't cold anymore. Instead, that strange, nameless sensation inside me flared again. The room was a study with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves and a crackling fireplace. At the far end of the room by the window was Draven.

And you would have been killed had I not been here. "So I'm supposed to thank you,dear dark lord,for saving my life," she coughed pushing his hand away as she felt some sparks when he touched her. He was the cutest creature she had seen so far. He had red eyes like a ruby gem,his blonde hair was long reaching his shoulder,his skin was pure white which would definitely glow as a lamp in the dark.He was also tall with broad shoulders,his packs were still so visible even with the black hoodie he wore

After no more than 30 seconds, he had the results. "Excruciating pain, and fast healing enchantment. What the bloody hell is a second year student doing with something like this?" Robards commented. Director Bones asks too. "Student name?" "On it." Auror Shacklebolt says and starts to look at the material on the desk for a name. On the front cover of the books, he found it. "Draco Malfoy." Auror Shacklebolt says. "He is too young to claim to be studying it for classes. Professor Snape?"

I felt my body immediately run cold before the darkness rapidly took over. SILAS Iris hadn’t even begun to explain her theory when Draco growled so loudly, he shifted FULLY into his daemon. I’d seen his daemon before, and let me tell you, Trelix is a complete beast when fully transformed. He was almost taller than two stories of the house. Luckily the house has high ceilings. His eyes were glowing red, and even I almost pissed in my pants. “I WILL KILL THE PERSON WHO KILLED MY MATE!” he roared so loudly that the windows all smashed and the walls cracked.

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

Draco was sitting on my bed. Drunk. Silent. His bare chest gleamed under the dim light, covered in faint scars. His slacks hung low on his hips. His hair was tousled, eyes bloodshot. A half-empty bottle of scotch sat beside him on the floor. He looked up at me slowly. And smiled. But it wasn’t the charming, smug grin he usually wore. This one was cold. Tired. Mad. “How the fuck did he get in here…” I whispered, backing toward the bathroom, but it was already too late.

“In fact, when I raised my spear, she offered the eggs so that I may spare her. Pathetic if you ask me.” David had a cold face but he didn’t like it. The enemy, the Draco, was an animal before it became sentient. Killing it should be painless but it has come to this. He saw the Draco’s body tighten with anger. More blood started to spill from its wounds. The Draco’s eyes tightened with murderous intent. Blue fire was building up in its mouth. David internally flinched as saw unbelievably hot fire build up in the Draco’s body. It was terrifying but it was his plan anyway.

As time passed, Drago grew more skilled in harnessing his supernatural abilities, embracing his true nature. But it was unknown to them that the medication had no cure to the pain on his forehead. It had only subsided and hadn't taken it off completely. Sorceress Scarlet knew it was time to pay a visit to the Malfoy family and tell them about the scar on Drago's forehead. While they all sat together in the sitting room, Scarlet appeared in their midst. Diego and Luna Malfoy didn't flinch since they were already used to her appearance. "Wasn't expecting to see you, Scarlet." Diego said, rubbing his chin.

She gave off a vibe of not needing to be there with him, which persuaded Draco more and more that they had broken up some time recently his accident. Draco was able to bathe on his possess, so he climbed out of the shower, gotten a towel, and at that point stumbled back into his room. His ribs didn’t hurt when he flexed them, and for that, he was happy. He went to the reflect and gazed at his bare frame as he dried off, taking an interest in a custom he had been locks in in on his possess for a week.