Omega Draco Ao3 Novels & Stories

Apart from the modern human world , the earth , another parallel world existed , a whole world on its own that was connected to earth through a secret portal . The other world , was filled with dragos , magicians , witches , mystical creatures and demons . A world that humans think it only exists in fairytales for children............but no ! It was real and this magical world was ruled by king Damien PenDraco , a pure dragon . The PenDraco famiy's dragons were the strongest among the other dragons . Dragons in this world were a bit different from normal dragons . They had the form similar to human . They could transform into dragons too but most of the time they remained in a human form bo

He demanded. Bjorn snorted and shook his head as he straightened up, clearly his nostrils. "You!" He looked at Aria then glanced at Prime Evans who was also giving Aria a strange look. He looked back to Dean then to Frank. "She's an Omega Wolf, yes? Why is her scent so distinctly attractive to us?" Aria tensed in fear as she felt Dean tense up and move his body to block her from the Dragons. "What the hell are you saying?" He growled, demanding an answer. Prime Mathers stepped closer with concern.

Isolde was a shaking mess as he moved to her spread legs. Draco groaned silently when he fixed his eyes on her pussy. Her wetness had spilled on the concrete slab, creamy. It taunted him. “Someone is wet already. Tell me do you have a kink for daggers?” “Monster!” She cursed him. Instead of inciting his anger, it goaded Draco. She bucked when his armor swept over her skin in his bid to lean between her spread legs. Draco smelled her, greedily gulping down her rich scent.

I murmured and cleared my throat and wiped sweat of my forehead… “Who was you father?” Draco abruptly questioned in between Oceano had his eyes locked on Draco face when he said “Aalto” I saw a visible pain lingering in Oceano eyes upon mentioning of his father simultaneously there was also a pain seen on Draco face… which even was seen by Oceano… A sudden tension raised up in our surrounding a both Dragon shifter remained eye locked with each other with sadden eyes……. As they were speaking I unknowingly caught a glimpse of something that looked like a dark blood patch growing on Ocean right thigh…

He's been abusing her and now wants to do it again right here in the car park with me and some strangers who might be passing by at the moment as his audience. * * AUTHOR'S NOTE I don't usually write dark theme books, 'Sold To The Rouge King' will be my first. The theme is necessary, given the context of the story. So before you read 'Sold To The Rogue King', bear in mind that Draco is a psycho. He is a hybrid so he's meant to be dangerous and cruel. Some of the things he will do might be triggering to some readers so consider this a fear warning ahead. I totally detest weak female leads. Just like Ash, Victoria will NOT be a weakling. Draco will surely meet his match in her.

Aurora was a strange woman, she muttered a few confusing things from time to time, she remembered hearing her say the word and asking what she meant but she would never say. What could her mother be up to? “I know what Drákos stratiótis means… it's an ancient Greek word in dragon texts, it means Dragon soldier. Your mother must have known a dragon soldier” “A dragon soldier? What does that mean?” she asked in confusion. Drake hesitated before saying, “Dragon soldier means exactly what the name implies, They are dragons born to be soldiers for the clan. Dragons are mostly born into their roles and they are created by the flame goddess to bear the characteristics that are unique to them. It's

What was this feeling? She stretched her glowing arm forward and I reached out to grab it. "It will be painful, but, let me out and you shall live." I nodded, entranced, before realizing what she had said. I blinked right before our fingers could touch and hesitated. "Painful? What will be?" I asked, puzzled. "Your shift." She said in a musical tone that trapped me again. "Drakkon. He calls." She sighed in yearning and anger. "Who is Drakkon?" I asked, mesmerized by her glacial eyes that seemed to see me. All of who I was.

I walk over to him he is waiting at baggage claim I walk over and ask him if he is Consort Draco and that I am his ride to the White Ridge pack and when he ready to follow me to the car he nodded and followed me to the car we put the bags in the car and we both climbed in the car he sat in front with me on the passenger side which was prefect because I would be able to inject him without too much movement I waited until we were out of the airport parking garage and I started to drive on the freeway and he started to fall asleep and that is when I decided to take my shot I injected him with the liquids and he didn’t flinch or move his was paralyzed just the way I wanted it I drove to the loc

I darted in and out of the trees as fast as my legs would carry me. Soon enough I came into the clearing by the lake. Sat by the edge of the water was Draco's enormous ashen gray dragon. He let out another deafening roar into the air, and it was such a sad song. My heart broke for him when he lowered his head and nudged at the lifeless body of Lorena. His snout was huge, almost half the size of her tiny body, but he was so gentle when he tried to nudge her awake. He knew she was gone, but there was a part of him hoping that he was wrong. I stepped forward with my hands up, and when my foot snapped a twig he startled, shooting a fireball at me. I jumped out of the way and shouted out, “Draco,

"Sir Draco was from Swallowston and joined Wyvern Peak as a soldier when he was eighteen. At twenty-two, he joined the war legate selection and became War Legate Draco. During that same year, he made himself a legend during the Battle of Azure Creek." "Can you tell me more?" Nova asked. Gloria smiled and waved for Nova to join her on the couch in the living room. She then began telling Nova Sir Draco’s story. She recounted the whole saga from the establishment of Wyvern Peak to the appointment of War Legate Dominus, to the changing times, and how the Creator controlled the world. Nova listened intently, and Gloria shared everything she knew. That night, Nova had sweet dreams. Perhaps because