Lucius Draco Novels & Stories

Before I could say a word, the cloaked man quickly laid hold on Ira, baring his claws and holding her dangerously by the neck. "Lucius Valtor," he hissed, eyes flickering between I and Lucius. "And my dearest little impulsive brother," he mocked. "Dexter Draco Royale, isn't it?" "Who are you?" I seethed, taking careful steps towards him as I thought on my next point of action. "Don't even think about it," he snapped, noting my deathly intent with warning eyes. "I will kill her before you know what's happening." "Let her go," Lucius griped, his tone reflecting his brooding anger. "Let her go, and I just might consider letting you live."

Darius watched me more carefully now. “And the mother?” “A bartender.” Disgust sharpened the word before I could stop it. “Human. Unprotected before the pregnancy.” “But protected now?” “Yes,” I said darkly. “Because the Drakes are terrified.” That caught his attention instantly. I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “Lord Drake has been hiding something for years. Another heir… Lucian’s twin. His name is Adrian Drake.” Darius’ expression hardened. This time, the reaction spread through the warehouse immediately.

she began, and for the first time, her voice trembled, “I felt everything we fought for crumble. I knew something bigger was at play something that had infected the council, the elders, even the packs we called allies. So I followed the trail. I dug through archives the Council had hidden, blood-soaked records, forbidden letters, traitor confessions. I spent years piecing together the web he’s spun, and Aurelia... it’s massive.” My stomach twisted. “You’re saying Draco is still pulling strings across the continent?” She nodded gravely. “Not just across the continent. Across nations. Across species. Markus Draco is no longer just a man. He’s an idea. A symbol. To the cults that worship him, h

"He has admitted to killing the Lortal." As if on cue, the hushed whispers intensified, spreading like wildfire, Jupiter cleared his throat and all went silent once again. "He admitted to killing the Lortal, Hannibal Barca." That's not too bad, Lucian thought. He'd probably get a beating and be done with it and judging by his appearance and the solidifying merlot blood on the floors of the court, he had been punished already. Then what exactly was this meeting for?

I don't remember seeing Raba nervous or stammer. " He , what Raba. Make yourself clear! " Draco was clearly loosing his cool. He was as much in the dark as I was. " Draco, the fierce Dragon Lord. Still as arrogant and naive as ever. Seems like you did not yet learn your lesson. " Even I shuddered as the words with which he was provoking Draco. Did he have a death wish. Draco was about to pounce on him when Lucian caught him from the back.

Adrian asked with a smile, while Lucius had no idea what he should say. A myriad of emotions passed through Lucius’ face, and his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Adrian. Comprehension finally dawned on him that the man standing before his eyes was none other than War Legate Draco in the flesh. ‘Oh, my God!’ The deepest parts of Lucius’ mind screamed, unable to figure out what he had done to offend the legate. While Lucius broke down in despair, his subordinates were all crying and sobbing, while some of the women were screaming at the top of their lungs.

In the next image, a King with hazel eyes and his dragon matches as well. I also notice a Latin inscription written around the frames, it’s the same as on the royal family crest but unfortunately, I do not know how to read it. ‘Quamdiu tales esse potes. Cum autem terminos tuos sentio agi. Quum senseris tibi evigilare faciatis intra rem, et tamen non audiam. Princeps autem Draco excitavit.’ What could this mean? Did they have pets that were paired with them at birth maybe? Or is this something else?

As young as he was one could tell that he was not normal, his eyes first were the first indicator that something was wrong. Lucia too asked about his eyes that kept changing colour as she held him, Mercy lied and told her that Luka has eye problems. She did not lie because she did not trust Lucia, but the past events taught her that anyone can be greedy for power, she has seen it, power changes people and she did not want to have that problem with her friend as well. Fortunately, Lucia was not a nosey person, she took what she was told and accepted it.

I caught my father as he fell, and my soul sunk into the pits of my stomach. He was gone already. The Queen was at my side in an instant, tears streaming down her face and her hands trembling. She stared first at my father, and then at me, and then up over my shoulder. I lifted my head and followed her gaze, meeting Edrick’s icy gaze as he stepped forward, unsheathing his sword. “The Lycans need a king, little half-brother,” he said, his voice smooth as silk. “And it looks like it is just you and I now who are qualified. So…”

Oscar hugged me and pulled me more into him, he lifted me so that his mouth leveling my ear, "Kitten, don't be afraid, we are here to protect you." I jolted when I feel his big hand reached for my butt and squeezed it gently, and that something was poking me under there. When I saw his brothers, my eyes grew even wider. Largo, with one of his hand grabbing the cave roof while the other on his waist, he seemed like he was deep in his thought, while being a hot Lycan. "We should decide whether we move now or waiting when the day turns dark so that we won't burn under the sun." Draco was stood next to him and he caught my eyes. Something between their legs were the one that attract my attention