Private Tutor Dramione Novels & Stories

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

And even he could see—Solmyra was weakening. “She’s still resisting,” Maeron said, his voice deep and emotionless, as if pulled from the depths of the sea itself. Solmyra didn’t answer at first. Her wrinkled fingers circled above the bowl of smoke, trying to summon a vision that would not come. Her magic was losing its grip—one thread at a time. “She was supposed to be easy,” Solmyra whispered bitterly. “Half-human. Naïve. Soft. A girl playing at being Luna.”

That voice… My head snapped towards the entrance of the garden. …Talahei…? He stood there in his dark robes, his presence calm in a way that made everything else feel unstable. His gaze swept over Hugo first, then me, as if weighing a conclusion he had already reached long before he arrived. “... You are the Gra–grand Tu–tutor?” Hugo was the first to speak. I was just as stunned and confused as he was. Wasn't he the guard, Talahei? How could he be the Grand Tutor? The grand preceptor was said to be old, right?

" Julius exclaimed, pointing at Damian. Then, he looked at Damian and smirked coldly. "You're cooked, brat! My mentor here is the most experienced traditional medicine practitioner ever known! And people call him a miracle healer! "Your little tricks mean absolutely nothing to him because he's a lot better and more experienced than you!" The corners of Damian's lips suddenly curved upward in a mocking grin. "And there I was, wondering who you'd asked to come and expose me. It was Dr. Sutton, after all.

His blessing is from Marvi, one of those lesser gods who specialises in keeping secrets, so I figured he was the safest bet. Darren, being Darren, found me a secret tutor. An elder with a blessing like mine, though hers is from Peithos, another lesser god. She’s been helping me figure out how to control this thing. I’m starting to get the hang of it, but let’s just say it’s a work in progress. Where we used to meet about once a month, we meet daily now, and we chip away at the chaos together.

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.”

Madchen closed her eyes, and waited for the worst, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks. Suddenly, she felt Jason’s grip loosen on her, then heard an almighty thump. She opened her eyes to see Drago standing over her supervisor, glaring a hole through him. “Is this how you treat all your employees?” His voice was calm, too calm. Jason, now petrified, backed away on his elbows, putting space between him and the terrifying doctor. Watching Drago right now, in this moment, Madchen thought he really did resemble a dragon, on the verge of lighting Jason on fire.

Riley said, "But Thane was ready to do anything to bring me back. The woman beside him is a sorceress. Her name is Jade." "Who is that?" I asked, motioning to the man with deep black hair and blue eyes standing before an unnaturally sparkling pool of water. There was something about him—something familiar, it was as though I had seen him before. “Your half-brother. Daemon.” I watched as Daemon stepped into the pool of water, the sorceresses' chants echoing around us. The water began to glow, and invisible hands dragged him beneath the surface. At that very moment, the younger version of Riley jolted awake.

He had been sitting with his arms crossed, watching the scene unfold coldly. His name was Daylon Werner, and his nickname was the Vampire. He was Caine's senior. He was far more powerful than Caine and Sylvester Matterhorn, who was also known as the Imp. However, even Daylon couldn't be sure that his third-level Soul Awakening stage cultivation would be able to defeat a prodigy from Dramon who had just broken through to the Soul Awakening stage. "That's right! We must notify Alice at once. The sooner we deal with Sebastian and leave Dramon, the better. Let's never provoke them again!" Sylvester said grimly as he wiped away the sweat from his brow.

In the end, I didn't move. Luca had picked up on my internal struggle and hesitation. Instead of getting mad, he pulled me into his arms. "Are you feeling ill?" I shook my head and replied, "I had a nightmare." As though something had suddenly popped into his mind, Luca's arms tightened around me, looking extremely anxious. "Believe me, Elena. To each other, Celia and I are nothing more than a parent and a personal tutor. Please don't misunderstand us." Parent and tutor? To him, was it appropriate for a tutor and her student's parent to get down and dirty in the wine cellar?