Lucius Narcissa Malfoy Novels & Stories

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 frowned lightly and wondered what exactly had happened to Tomas, if anything, and resolved to ask them when this ordeal was over and done with. "So essentially you're going to aim for world domination like a delusional villain… am I right?" Lexi snorted as she bounced her knee in agitation. "Could you not come up with anything more original?" Narcissa's head whipped around and she narrowed her eyes dangerously as she glared in Lexi's direction before laughing lightly. "Ironic that the forbidden spawn of a whore of a witch and a notorious Daemon Lord sits freely here under the court's protection, don't you think?" she spat.

Yari had been in chains for two years. Not always literal ones. Sometimes they were just glances, words. Sometimes the chains looked like golden collars or velvet walls, but they still kept her under the heel of Alphas who saw Omegas like her as objects, not souls. But nothing...nothing prepared her for Lucius Malfoy. He wasn’t a king. He was the one kings feared. An Alpha whispered about in the dead of night, with silver-blond hair that shimmered like death itself and ice-colored eyes that burned through people like they were already on fire.

He had even forgotten about that witch due to his worry. “ I thought she was a white witch?” Raphael questioned with furrowed brows. “ White witch or not, a witch will always remain a witch.” Lucious said with venom in his voice. “And Seraphina is the worst of them all.”

“Is that her name? Apolliana?” He nods. “That is your name too.” I swallow hard, “She’s so angry. I can feel her clawing to get out of me.” Lucifer’s hand rubs my chest as he moves his face close to mine and kisses my lids and lips gently. “Listen to me…listen...” he murmurs, “You are not to blame for any of this. This is all my fault. If I hadn’t fallen, you wouldn’t have gone mad, and we would be happily mated.”

In the palace's huge meeting room was the king, his officials and the elders, sitting around a huge table which had stacks of written books on them. The situation at hand was pretty serious that it had everyone, in their serious mindedness thinking about the solution to tackle with. It was a matter about the rouges that had been disturbing the peace, of both wolves and elves in the village consistently. "Are those rouges not wolves that lost their identity, and have either been kicked out of their pack or left on their own free will?" One of the official, Lucia asked. She was an half wolf and half elf, but she had more of the elf blood running through her veins.

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.

His eyes flicked to me briefly, sharp and assessing, then snapped back to Lucien Lucien didn’t flinch under Malric’s deadly aura, though a subtle tension in his stance betrayed he wasn’t entirely unaffected. “Why are you with my maid?” Malric’s voice cut through the air, low and dangerous, as he held Lucien in a chokehold. I swallowed as the realization hit me. “Your maid?” Lucien’s calm tone didn’t falter. “I didn’t know she was your maid…we’re just training.” Malric muttered something under his breath. I didn’t hear it, but the way he spoke through clenched teeth made the threat unmistakable. Then he released Lucien with a sharp shove, sending him stumbling back.