Quidditch Draco Novels & Stories

She looked up at Alec and then walked past him, picking up another book reading each one, “Transfiguration potion… Alec, what is this all about” He cast his eyes down, “Nothing” “Don’t lie to me” “Nuri, you can read the headings… what do you think…” “Why are you looking at these spells and potions?” “Because…” “I’m listening” Alec heaved a sigh.. pressing his temples and sitting in his chair, “Because I want to be a dragon” “Why on earth would you…” “Because I love you Nuri! That’s why!”

How he was made a dragon elder. But Lucas is new to this place. He looked around the huge stone walls and the three thrones standing proudly at the end of the great hall. He can faintly see that each throne has a colour. It is not quiet visible to everyone, but his gaze is sharper than others. So he saw orange, black, and aqua blue colours, one on each throne. He understood Orange is for Drake, Black is for Blaze and he is surprised to see the aqua blue colour. He is the only dragon born with this unique color, because of his parentage.

Alpha Alchemis returned his attention back on Draco with a smile before speaking, " We agree with your plan, Draco but what are you going to do now? Lucien and that bitchy human are already ruling Quinton." Draco smirked at his words meaningfully. Going on the other side of room, he raised his voice after a deep chuckle, " I have already plotted something to trap Lucien. I just need your assistance now." ********

"I don’t need help with anything, darling. Certainly not when it comes to a woman like—you... I've bedded a lot of women.... they all submit to me eventually." The air in the room suddenly shifted. The temperature dropped, not by degrees, but by a sudden, freezing pressure that silenced the banter instantly. A heavy, dark presence detached itself from the shadows near the balcony. Draco. He didn't speak... he didn't laugh. He moved with the terrifying, fluid grace of a panther closing in on its prey. Before I could process the sudden shift in proximity, a large, calloused hand clamped firmly around my waist. The heat of his touch was searing, shocking through the thin silk of my dress.

answered Draco. I am Draco, son of Zergenth, Protector of The Sky, the last dragon prince on Magica. Sir Edmund Brighton's eyes widened at Draco's answer. His body trembled violently. "Who is she? Why can she use dragon magic?” asked Sir Edmund Brighton. Draco turned his head towards Astrid, and the woman shook her head. "I also do not know. This all happened suddenly,” Astrid replied, shrugging her shoulders. "She's my Amicus, Astrid Lewis," Draco replied, glowering at Sir Edmund Brighton.

( A wild grin across his humanoid face) MARTHA : Tch… you deducing my ability is not going to deter me from what I’ve planned for you DRACO : I would have it no other way…. ( coming to a halt at the middle of the church aisle) Martha takes out a sword from underneath the altar and begins to walk towards Draco DRACO : That’s it, come to me and face your final judgment MARTHA : I’ll kill you….. Martha begin to run towards Draco with a menacing look on her face, Draco forms another dark ball on his palm and sets it loose…..

Draco is commonly known as the Dark Lord, but he’s actually the Higher Power of Evil. “Silas has a point. Paxton is the first hybrid amongst the supernatural creatures,” Draco commented. Lucia sighed. “So, where do we even begin searching for answers when it comes to him?” “I don’t think it would be wise to go asking the witches about it. We would have to hold our own investigation,” I suggested before there was smoke around us. We coughed until it cleared up to reveal a beautiful Caucasian woman with long black hair and green eyes. “Silas Keller?” she spoke up.

"Which makes them —" "Do not finish that sentence," Draco said. "Nephew or niece," Rocco said. "Rocco —" "By blood and by decision," Rocco said. "It's decided." Draco looked at the sky. At the mortal sky. At the specific, finite, completely extraordinary sky above the training yard of his home. He was mortal. He had a brother who was going to teach his child four second eye contact. He had a mate who was going to call him her sweet baby boy in front of everyone for the rest of his mortal life.

Chapter 63 At the Kings official chamber, “Mom, tell me who is that?” came the impatient Lily’s voice. After receiving the water from the queen and gulping it down, Crysta looked at her daughter. “it’s the soul eater, Draco” she said as she inhaled sharply again. “Draco?” Lily asked her mom and as she repeated the name, Melinda trembled in Steve’s arms. Eric’s eyes landed on Steve and Melinda who stood at the corner of the room.

King Draco explains. Draco signals for his fellows to begin the chants as he ignites the fire below the paraphernalia then joins them outside the set-up. "O great and powerful forces of the unknown, make your servant acceptable to the prestigious crown whose heir's blood rises from the furnace." "You must close your eyes in order to envision the blessing of our cause," King Draco advises as the concoction warms. King Elon and mother shut their eyes in devotion to the chant, King Andriel shuts just one eye while Draco keeps blinking repeatedly taking peeks to access when the plumes start to rise from the concoction.