Novel & Cerita Lucius Malfoy Fanart

Stefan Malfoy's POV:: I was standing still, close to the window as I looked outside the building. I was so happy for everything going on currently. And today, happens to be the greatest of them all because finally I was with Lucinda Orlok, my childhood dream. She was still unconscious because Layzal [the djinn] had done a powerful enchantment on her which made it absolutely impossible for her to wake up anytime soon. I felt bad against it because i couldn't just wait to see her open her eyes and embrace my full glory. I have been on diet because I really wanted to appeal her the day she finally wakes up from her enchanted sleep.

Eren sighed, rubbing his head tiredly "I can't believe the evil in that man. He can't be a good person even with his only grandson." Lucas laughed sarcastically “What do you expect from a man who was not good even with his own child? For Arthur, everyone around him is just a toy, pawns that he moves according to his interests.” Eren sighed as he stood up to prepare to leave, before looking at Lucas who was still lying on the couch “Well, now we know where the vileness that was present in Lucian came from?” Lucas smiled as he looked at him, before the other left, leaving Lucas alone in the room to put his hand over his eyes

Artemis was the one who possessed all the qualities worth hating, yet he didn't even hate him, and the brat was here, talking about making him bleed? “Do I need a reason to? Isn't the mere fact that he gets on my nerves enough?” Artemis huffed. ‘That's fine… I'll give you a reason to,’ Lucian thought with a smirk. He walked to his wardrobe where he tugged away his handcuffs. He took a marker and blindfold along with him as well. When he returned, Artemis stared curiously at him. “You wanted to play right?” Lucian said, and Artemis's grey eyes glinted with interest. Curiosity.

Lucius was trembling uncontrollably as he gripped his coal-black knife tightly. This time, he wasn't shaking from anger, but from fear. "You don't need to ask about that! Perhaps the Abyss Sovereign will tell you when you get down there!" 18 bolts of blue light moved menacingly toward Lucius at the same time. "Young man, my family has one more secret art. Even if you win, so what? Do you think you can kill me?" Lucius asked mockingly. Suddenly, clouds of black smoke billowed around him, and scales erupted from his flesh. They soon covered his entire body.

"Your presence seems to subdue the demons." I raise myself from the bed and walk towards him. My center is throbbing. "Don't Lily." Luca shakes his head and turns back to the window. "Drawing was my favorite art, but they ruin it too. They made me draw depraved p**n. Men fucking animals, objects, children." A tear rolls down my cheek, and I mumble. "I'm sorry." "I don't want your pity, fuck." He yells and punches the wall.

No matter what those men did, it didn’t warrant such a horrible death. “I see you marvel at the works of my hand,” he intoned, his voice filled with glee. Strong hands rested on her shoulders and twisted her enough to stare back at the carnage. “It didn’t take long to carve out this beautiful piece out of them, mouthy.” She squirmed in his arms, hating the lilt in his voice. This man here was deranged, mindless. As if he could read her thoughts, Draco hummed. “Only someone as mindless as I am would create such beautiful art, little bird,” Draco said, tracing her skin with his dagger, the very one he’d used to butcher the males.

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

‎ ‎ ‎LUCAS POV ‎ ‎(SIX YEARS AGO) ‎ ‎ ‎"You need to promise me Lucas, that this love we share will be forever....." She managed to speak, ‎ ‎breathless, ‎ ‎ ‎"mhmmhm" I mumbled, my mouth completely occupied by her rounded breasts. ‎ ‎ ‎"I need to hear you say it..." she gently pulled my head up, ‎ ‎meeting eyes on with her hazel colored eyes.

Lucius turned around abruptly, and the approaching Cynthia fans were startled by his fierce gaze. Lucius’s eyes were filled with rage, resembling a furious lion ready to tear apart anyone in his path. He glared at the crowd, especially those who had thrown garbage at Isabella. His voice was like the unleashed fury of a millennia-old demon, radiating a terrifying aura akin to a nuclear explosion: “Anyone who has bullied my Bella today, not a single one of you will escape.” The Cynthia fans were intimidated by Lucius’s menacing presence and stopped in their tracks.

She said, "Daddy was actually laughing when you showed him the drawing." "Yes, he was. What about it, Drago?" "That's because he knows you drew the worst. Daddy just didn't want to tell you how much the drawing looked odd and totally different from what he looks like. So, don't get so high hopes." "Hmm. Daddy will never laugh at my drawing. You're just being jealous, okay?" While Luna Malfoy listened to them, all that kept ringing in her head was "Am I dreaming or what? Why are they sounding more like a young adult?" She wondered.