Leave No Crumbs Dramione Novels & Stories

"The Luna is back." Mitch snorted and nodded. "She is." "She didn't come with any of her luggage," Draco noted, handing one of the glass cups to Mitch. "She didn't." "So, she didn't leave on good terms then," Draco said. "What happened there?" "She hasn't told me in detail. All I know is that she was in so much hurry that she left behind someone very dear to her." Mitch replied. "Are you going to make a call to the Red Moon pack?" Draco asked.

She cleared her throat and looked down feeling uncomfortable. “Not yet. I mean, he must be somewhere around here. I am not going to search for him, he has to make an effort to find me,” I understood that she has found her mate. “Great. Good luck with that,” The room service, brought the food we ordered. The smell increased my appetite. I stopped talking and ate everything. “Slow down. The plate isn’t going to run away from you,” Raven chuckled. “You don’t know. I haven’t eaten anything since morning,”

Finally, Eric's gaze landed on the trash can in the corner. There was only a withered herb inside. His hands trembling, he picked it up. It was a Moon Flower, stained with dried blood. Eric could smell it. That was Bella's blood. Eric's hands began to shake violently. He recognized this thing. It was the Witch's Moonlight Herb—the only herb that could keep an Alpha sane during the full moon frenzy. But the price of exchange was incredibly high. The Witch's rules hadn't changed in centuries: one Moon Flower in exchange for ten years of a human's life.

Here I was so far away from home on the day the full moon was supposed to start. “Love her, she will feel loved and do right by you.” He turned to Drake as he headed towards us. “You’re mated, yes?” Drake grinned widely and rubbed his hands in anticipation, “Yes. Can’t wait to get these hands on my queen.” “This one I can tell.” Elder Alfred said satisfactorily. “Such a joy.” He sighed. We all agreed. ——— As we entered the Cadillac Escalade, we said our farewells to the Hollow Moon pack and wished them Godspeed.

she said nervously. “Dude, I love Pikachu and Grumpy Bear,” Asher smiled hugely. “I don’t know the other ones sorry, but I think it’s cool you have a dragon.” “That Spite,” She smiled shyly. “That’s Twilight Sparkle’s little dragon buddy Spike,” Jasmine smiled as she came into the room with a couple of backpacks. “I just need to get the meds from the kitchen, and I think we have everything for the night. Clothes, toothbrushes, brushes, her blanket…” She trailed off thinking. “Oh, I need to get her favorite cup also. Sweetie, why don’t you give me all your buddies and go get a couple of your movies? Daemon, Asher, and Lucian don’t have your movies at their place.”

Even looking like a nymph who somehow appeared in a modern kitchen, her mannerisms were calm and proud. Damien took a seat with two glasses of water and slowly looked around her house waiting. When the oven beeped, he took out the turnovers and sensing her presence he turned around to see Ada walk in in a blue silk kimono with Japanese flowers on it, with semi-dry hair, and blood in her cheeks. She sat at the table watching him take a bite and his eyes go back to the pastry with momentary surprise on his face. “Would you agree to train my brother a few times?” she finally asked after letting him enjoy a few bites.

Coughing and spluttering against the acrid scent, he wafted his hands all around the room in an attempt to clear his vision. When the room finally began to clear, Damon could see Scar leaning over the table . In front of her a large, wide-rimmed bowl was still filled with sparkling purple flames, but as he watched, the flames died and she reached inside. He held his breath, half-expecting her to gasp with pain, but when she pulled her hand out again, her pale skin was unmarred. She held something in her hand that he couldn’t quite see and he watched with a furrowed brow as she placed it on the end of her tongue. Closing her ice-blue eyes, she swallowed whatever the object was and her own bro

"As I said, we've been looking for you for months, it started when the intoxicating fragrance of Moon Drip once reached Alpha Baristo. He immediately ordered his wolves to find where it came from but we were disappointed because the smell suddenly disappeared. But Alpha Baristo was so persistent, so he mobilized even us witches to help in the search. And we were not mistaken that we could find you here. The Cohen who possesses the Moon Drip— the sacred power of the blue moon." My eyebrows met at her words. I couldn't understand what she was saying as the scent of my power that Mama Amelia sealed leaked. I don't remember what she said happened. For the past few months, nothing has been strang

“That’s a battle scar! Honey, to be able to drag a cheating Alpha through the mud in front of the entire world like that? I wasn’t that bold even in my youth.” She turned and looked at me seriously. “Lyra told me you have a nose that can smell the soul of a plant. More importantly, you have a heart that can keep a clear head through the worst kind of pain.” She took out an exquisite crystal vial containing a silvery liquid. “This is my unfinished work, ‘Moon’s Tear.’ It requires a special catalyst—an emotion born from the severing of a bond, one of heart-wrenching pain, followed by a rebirth.”

"Sweetie, what's wrong? Someone mess with you? I'll handle it." I shook my head, forcing a smile. "Just missed you, Dad." After a cozy dinner, I sprawled on my bed, scrolling through Instagram, until Amber's post caught my eye. She was having a lavish trip with Jessica and Ruby, all on her dime. In the caption, she threw shade, calling me a backstabbing leech. A classmate commented below: [Wow, you guys are loaded! That summer resort is expensive. You guys are enviable. I'm still stuck grinding away at a crappy job.]