Matilda Dragula Novels & Stories

Master was in New York, and how was she supposed to tell him that Liliana was no longer under their control? Matilda herself had given Liliana the pill, and she’d almost died in the process. She knew that without Master’s help, she wouldn’t have been able to get rid of Evelyn or even imagine herself married to James. She knew she couldn’t hide forever. Matilda had been coming up with excuses to avoid seeing him, but she knew it was only a matter of a day or two before he sent someone to drag her to him. And the only thing that daughter of hers knew how to do was whine nonstop every day like the world practically revolved around her.

Matilda stood apart from them, leaning casually against the cathedral’s stone column, her eyes narrowing as she studied the procession of fallen elegance. She hadn’t been on the guest list. She hadn’t needed to be. Matilda was no fool; she knew how to slip into places unseen, how to move like smoke between cracks. And besides, she hadn’t come just to watch Christiana’s carefully curated life unravel. No. Matilda had an agenda. “Poor little princess,” she muttered under her breath, her tone dripping with venom that only she could taste.

she added, almost casually, “I should thank you. You’ve been quite the entertainment. Watching you struggle, watching you believe you could outsmart me, it’s been delightful.” I forced out a breath, glaring up at her. “You’ll pay for this,” I whispered. Matilda smirked. “You’ll be dead before I do.” She lifted her hand, dark energy swirling around her fingers again. I braced myself. But before she could strike, a blur of motion shot from the shadows. Lyra. Her claws sank deep into Matilda’s arm, drawing a sharp cry from her. Matilda stumbled back, furious, her power flickering for a split second.

Clara then lets out a soft chuckle, Nathaniel whispers over their link, “What’s funny, My love?” “An idea to give Matilda what she wants without actually having his thing in our mouth.” Clara then uses her claws to swipe at the front of Blade’s pants exposing his cock to everyone before allowing Matilda to take a little more control and half shifting her hand having bigger and sharper claws she then uses those claws to swipe across his cock, she smirks as it falls to the ground in front of him and he roars out his pain.

Drake glared at the clumsy maid. "It's me sir" Nyra whispered. She doesn't want to anger him more than she already did. Drake thought that he heard her say something like 'it's me'. How can this clumsy girl be the refined maid who usually serves him? He thought with ridicule. "What?" he asked again. Nyra is losing her patients. If it's not because of that stupid dragon tattoo, she doesn't have to work in here as a maid. She is rich in her own right.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

“That’s what I thought, you did not hear Alluvium call me a wretch, a whore… you did not hear him accuse me of being loose and claim that the child is not his because apparently archdragons are infertile. You did not see him shove me to the ground, I had to fight for myself to protect my baby from dying in my womb… I came to the air kingdom looking for you, I had stood up to Alluvium and walked out. Only to find out that you were ready to abandon me. I was lucky enough to find the baker and his wife and they have treated me no less than their own daughter. A daughter they lost because the archdragons have done absolutely nothing to resolve or stop the rebel dragons from slaughtering the inno

He could put on rags and still make it look like a clothing for the runway. Emilia was dressed in a purple summer dress that stop at the middle of her thighs paired with black flats to compliment. Her hair was let down today, dancing with the wind. Like Liam, she also had a pair of sunglass but hers was used as a band for her hair. “ Of course Lucia.” Emilia replied Lucia with a huge smile on her face. Liam was at the side talking to his father. It looked like they were having a serious conversation but Emilia decided not pry too much.

It ended tonight that I returned to the main palace where my children, Max and Olivia, and I told everyone that I was looking for a proper treatment for alpha-studying, so maybe I needed to stay away. Everything was going selfishly, especially my thinking, Max who was with me and my kids who worked their presence for days to just be with Dragon. I know that Max loves them and gives them love, but Dragon has assigned them guards and takes them in integrity, as well as Alpha Anderson who has become close to them and sometimes asks to come to tell them stories, but my love and intense desire for Dragon influenced my presence as their mother. I drank until I got drunk, I was in the main palace a

Might I mention that it is a failed attempt because no matter what I do, I go tumbling back to the memory of this morning's kiss. If it can even be identified as a kiss. It was too non-intimate to be considered one and too passionate to not be considered. Rowan always knows how to make a person's thought jumble round the place with just one touch from him. It's a talent and a curse. A talent for him and a curse to me. Matilda comes in a few minutes later, dressed as a Parisian summer model. She wears this huge peach colored beach hat with dark sunglasses and large balls as ear rings then a red tight fitted dress coveted up with a dark full fur coat and high heels.