Marked Dramione Novels & Stories

At the studio, red lights glowed softly as music filled the room. I watched Marlene dance—raw and emotional. When she saw me, tears spilled from her eyes. “Marlene,” I whispered, freezing when I saw the mark on her face. I stopped the music and sat beside her on the floor. “Your dad,” I said quietly. “It’s none of your business,” she snapped. I held her hand anyway—and noticed the ring. “The same one,” I murmured. “It’s for the top ranks of the academy,” she said. “Only those tied to Blackwood have it.”

I was on my cot, curled into a tight ball, with my fingers digging into the thin mattress as another wave of cramps seized me, causing me to whimper and choke on my breath. The door to my room slammed open, crashing against the wall, causing me to jolt and attempt to pull myself into a sitting position, but another wave of cramps seized my entire body, forcing me back down. Madame Helen, the head omega trainer, stood in the doorway. Her small, dark eyes scanned my trembling form with utter contempt. "Get up, you lazy bitch." she sneered, "You think you can lay here all day and stew in your own filth? Raziela, I’ve told you time and time again that the world doesn’t stop because you’re in hea

Darren explained. “Oh yes. That. I was so caught up in the whole mate introductions.” André quickly explained. “Amelia is a Gamma heir from Madonie who can see when magic is being used to catch you up. Darren had her identify the afflicted at the holding cells to use a potion Bisnonna made to counter it.”

In just a few moves, he had cut off Giuseppe's arm, and all of the latter's arrogance was gone. He stared at Aiden, looking as pale as a sheet. The hand that held his machete trembled uncontrollably. Even if Aiden didn't kill him, he would soon bleed to death. "Mr. Lorne is amazing! He's making Dramon proud!" "Kill that bastard, Mr. Lorne! Don't let him leave this place alive!" "That's right! He's killed so many of our men! You can't forgive him! Kill him!" The Dramonian audience in the stands had been holding back for too long.

"Do you accept this?" I looked at the hall. At the fourteen who had voted. At Mira and Elara. At my grandmother. At Mila with her notebook. At Draco, beside me, with the expression that had a name. "I accept it," I said. My voice carried into every corner of the hall. The officiant looked at Draco. "Alpha Draco. Do you present her so?" "I present her," Draco said, "as my equal. My mate. My Luna." He paused. "And as herself. Entirely and without qualification. As herself."

Alpha Draco’s sighed and relaxed in his chair while Lorena attended to his injuries. “While Ragnar was staying with me, I stumbled into a little of his dark magic. Nothing sinister but as a wolf, I could see the Lupine energy in another wolf. And that of your daughter is like none I have ever experienced. She has been touched by the Omen Moon, hasn’t she?” Everyone fell silent and stared at Draco. “I will take the silence as a yes.” He turned to Lorena and looked at her keenly. “You are with child.” Lorena stopped and looked at him nervously.

Astrid said while waving the magic badge that had been obtained from the sorcerers. "Wow, this is an interesting development," Draco said, grinning happily. “Astrid, you must remove the slave stamp on your body. Draco, you must remove the slave mark on your body too," warned Edmund. “A slave stamp? Do you mean the form of burns produced by hot iron stuck to my back?" Draco asked. "Yeah, right," said Edmund. "It is gone already. Ever since I bathed in the healing water, the wound has disappeared without a trace,” said Draco.

Her date said as he walked up to Killian with a hand stretched out,“ hello again Me Grey, and nice to meet you all, I’m Damon Cole” “ yes Me Cole, this is Deon and Drakeson my business associate he muttered as Thalia took a seat and Damon too as drinks were passed around, “ I’ve been meaning to talk about our the project and document you asked for” “Yawn!! Please don’t come here and talk about business!” Drakeson says as he sipped on his whiskey,“ What I’d like to hear more is about the mysterious lady that I’m hearing is your bride !” Drakeson says as Thalia shrills out in disbelief.

Noir deserved to be happy. “Really? That’s amazing”, Damon stood up from his chair other giving both of them a smile. “I don’t think we’ve met”, Damon said stretching his arm to shake Ophelia “I’m Damon Kane, the Alpha around here. The Big Boss, Bossman but you can call me honey buns, sweet cheeks”, Damon said with a wink teasingly. Immediately, Noir’s jaw clenched and his eyes darkened before he boomed, “Mine! She’s mine!”

She saw one of the maids enter. “Miss Luna?” The maid stepped into the room, approaching Luna. Luna looked at her. “Yes? What is it?” “Miss, I just received a call from Mr. Nigel. He said that Mr. Draco will be home late tonight because he has a lot of work to do,” the maid informed her. Luna felt disappointed hearing Draco would be late. “Does Draco have that much work today?” The maid nodded. “Yes, Miss. Mr. Draco Riordan has a lot of work.”