Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy Novels & Stories

“I would rather die human.” “Human?” Draco purred. “You lost that the moment Fenrir was born in you.” Silas took one step forward, a growl curling through his throat. I caught his wrist. “Not yet.” His gaze flicked to me. For a heartbeat, we said nothing. No words. No strategy. Just a shared breath: end this. Draco watched us, eyes glittering. “Ah. The Luna. The hybrid. The prophecy’s mouthpiece.” He spread his arms. Behind him, shadows bled out of the earth, forming silhouettes of witches in dozens, no, hundreds of them. Their robes fluttered like curtains of smoke. They fell to their knees at his command.

Cobra regarded him for a while and sighed, "I'm sorry about your father. He was already dead when I arrived at the scene." "I know," Bryce gritted his teeth. "I also know who killed him and I want her dead. No matter what it costs, she must die." "Queen Scorpion?" Cobra asked. Bryce nodded, "How did you know?" "You were mumbling her name in your subconscious state. But she is just one little girl. How was she able to bring down the Wild Stallions? I still find it hard to believe," Cobra explained. "She had help," Bryce replied. "I want them all dead; every single one of them should be killed."

As for himself, he is left alone in this cruel world, with various problems that never cease to haunt his gloomy life. “Finally I found you guys...” Aiden and Calistha reflexively turned their heads when they heard a voice that was so familiar to their ears. From a distance Malfoy was grinning a little as he walked briskly towards Aiden carrying a wooden box filled with intricate carvings on it. After lightly patting Aiden's shoulder, Malfoy immediately approached Calistha and knelt beside her while placing the wooden box he was carrying on the ground. "How did you get here, Malfoy?" asked Calistha softly.

He looks back at me with eyes full of panic. "Go on, Darling," I say. "Just touch it." He places a pale, trembling hand on the crystal. The pillar glows a soft pink, then shifts to a vibrant, verdant green. A robotic voice booms through the entire facility: [AWAKENING CONFIRMED. SUBJECT: ARLO NAPKI. RESULT: 80% NARCISSUS (THE GOD OF VANITY). 20% ASCLEPIUS (THE GOD OF MEDICINE). ALIGNMENT: LAWFUL GOOD.]

Emily announced proudly, peering over William's shoulder, clearly oblivious to his discomfort. "It's Sekhmet?" William asked her. "You're sure? This is very important. Are you sure?" She gave him a puzzled look. With her eyebrows raised, she gave the air another small sniff to double-check her findings. "It's him," she confirmed. "I'd offer you a secret handshake or password if we had one," Sekhmet said lightly as he continued toward them with deliberate slowness; his arms held out to either side of him in a classic pose of surrender. "But since we don't, you'll have to take my word for it. I'm me. Scout's honor. I know you can't smell me, but there's a reason for it."

I shook my head, not sure if I should accept that he was my boyfriend or not. “Your Highness, you have to step back so I will take care of it from here….” Tyrion voiced out, showing up before us. He glanced at me, making a long face. What was the look all about? Sad that his Alpha was hurt or that I got another man after he betrayed me? I looked at the young man who smiled at me. “You shouldn't have done this—” that was all I could say. “He's the Alpha Prince…” “So am I, or you've forgotten?” he responded, causing an awe. “My name is Alpha Prince Kelvin. I am the Alpha Prince of the Snow Moon Pack.”

“I will never let you come back to your senses...I’m your Luna not even Hazel can save you from my wrath Sophia's eyes gleamed with an otherworldly intensity as she continued to lavish attention on the fetish, her whispers growing more urgent and menacing. The air around her seemed to vibrate with dark energy, and the shadows in the room appeared to twist and writhe in response to her magic. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Alpha Noah entered, his eyes glassy and unfocused. "Sophia, my Luna," he murmured, his voice devoid of its usual strength and authority. "I feel... drawn to you. As if I cannot resist your will." Sophia's smile grew wider, her eyes flashing with triumph. "Come, my lov

She barely made it to the toilet before she was retching, her body trying to expel the poison in her veins. Soon, heavy footsteps pounded in the hallway. Multiple sets. Moving fast. Angry. Luna gripped the sink, forcing herself to stand. She had just enough time to rinse her mouth before her bedroom door slammed open. Damon stood there, looking murderous. Behind him, Marissa, Sophia, and Claire were clustered together, their expressions smug. And behind them, of course, was Helen. Her face was a perfect portrait of concerned sympathy that didn't reach her eyes. "Is it true?" Damon's voice was dangerously quiet. "Did you strike a member of my pack?"

Xiao Feng stood while bowing his head to the figure of the girl he believed to be from the Twin Scorpion Clan, the strongest 10 Star sect in the neutral sect. The main characteristic of members of the Twin Scorpion Clan is that they have two foot-length braids of hair and the two hairs function like hands, or sometimes like a whip. In a state of battle, Twin Scorpion Clan cultivators always used their long braided hair to attack or make defenses.

That tragedy from his original world and book that started the destruction that though it is all for the sake of the greater good and the fact that it what needed for everything to fall where it all should be. He couldn’t help but to carry the hate and dismay. Towards the equivalent of that holder, the shard of that soul and the same one that is right in front of him. “No matter how you look in everyone’s eyes. A darkness will always be one. You who is the holder of Scorpio is someone that should never be trusted.” The kind of hate and his utter disapproval towards Marie. Upon seeing the equivalent and the shard soul and existence of her from his original world and book. The darkness holder