Mikey And Draken Mga Nobela at Kwento

Draco said, hearing his word I felt strange. “Do you know me?” I questioned him , Draco chuckled and said “Are you kidding, did you already forgot our erotic moments together” “That’s not what I am asking….” I said however Draco ignored my words and harshly tugged his hoarse band because of which I leaned more in and hold him for my dear life, in merely one hour of long journey we reached in Kingdom Mirielle main town, which was big and wide as heavenly garden.

"She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you." Drake roared and started to be wild. He picked up the hunters one by one and moved quickly as he broke the hunters' heads mercilessly. "Get him, don't let the alpha gone in your sight!" The hunter in a black hat ordered as his men started to shoot and throw knives in Drake's direction. "Don't let your guard down!" Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain.

You have no idea the monster you've awakened within me, Draken Zolotov. ***

“Okay, girls. It’s time for the movie. Everyone voted on the Crow. Are you in or out?” Amara and I nod our heads. “Oh, we’re in.” She answers. Amara and I love the Crow. There’s just something about a hot rocker guy who comes back to avenge his true love’s death that gets our heart pumping. Nevaeh whoops with excitement. “Hell, yeah, let’s do this.” Once the movies over, we stretch our limbs and pour a couple more drinks. We sit in a circle in front of the coffee table as Nevaeh explains why Mikhail looks like the star of the movie. None of us really refute her claim. Mikhail cross could be Eric Draven’s twin with his rocker vibe, dark hair, and brooding good looks.

Jackson spat at the Bloodrayne spokeswolf. “We can discuss that when you meet my father,” Misha replied fawningly. “Fa– are you…Misha Drakin?” Jackon asked hesitantly. “It knows my name! I am flattered!” Misha exclaimed lightly. “Don’t be. Many know your name, Master Drakin,” Jackson replied coolly. “I like how you say that, nameless one,” Misha droned, “I think I might keep you,” he continued in the same tone, winking at Jackson.

So far, in the walls of Drakor’s pack house, I had felt safe but all that came crashing down as I stared at Drake’s grinning face. “OMG, Maya, it is you!” He exclaimed as he jogged towards me and pulled me into a bear hug. Drake had always had the energy of a golden retriever. “You’ve been MIA from the club and all the nasty rumours that's been flying ‘round the pack had me worried.” He pulled back and held onto my shoulders to give me a once-over then pulled me back into the smothering hug and went on before I could protest. “I came over to see my sister, she’s mated to a member of Drakor and I looked over here and spotted you, imagine the surprise. Everyo—.”

“He’s not soft. He’s… territorial.” Maya’s grin widened. “Territorial looks a lot like caring from where I’m standing, Luna.” I groaned and buried my face in my hands, but I couldn’t stop the unexpected smile that tugged at my lips. Later that morning, Draken returned. He looked exhausted, shadows under his eyes, but his gaze found me immediately, scanning me from head to toe like he was checking for new injuries. “How’s the ankle?” he asked, voice rough. “Still attached,” I replied, the corner of my mouth twitching. “Surprisingly.”

"How did Drake get him, Star?" "It's a long story," I replied, knowing we didn't have much time. "Drake's a shape shifter, too." Annie's eyes narrowed. "I figured as much." "Where are Drake and Michaels now?" I asked, looking around. "I'm not sure where Drake is, but Michaels is in his room," Annie said, her eyes narrowing. "We don't have much time. Let's go." Quickly, Annie darted down a hallway, past some rooms. I followed her, hoping we could get Rick and Zac out quietly, then come back for Drake and Michaels. But I knew that was wishful thinking.

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.