Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy Novels & Stories

Stefan Malfoy's POV:: I was standing still, close to the window as I looked outside the building. I was so happy for everything going on currently. And today, happens to be the greatest of them all because finally I was with Lucinda Orlok, my childhood dream. She was still unconscious because Layzal [the djinn] had done a powerful enchantment on her which made it absolutely impossible for her to wake up anytime soon. I felt bad against it because i couldn't just wait to see her open her eyes and embrace my full glory. I have been on diet because I really wanted to appeal her the day she finally wakes up from her enchanted sleep.

"You would...?" "You have been hypnotised by the simple American whom you claim to be in love with." Khalid cut him off, speaking calmly and without remorse. "What I do now, I do for the greater good, to preserve the untainted blood of the family. You! will not ruin that. I spit on your unholy relationship!" "Unholy relationship? She is a human being! What is unholy about that?" "She is not..." Khalid paused. "You are not allowed!"

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

Repulsive. “Think about it, Nathan,” Coral said softly, her voice low and persuasive. “She had the perfect opportunity. She was with him every day. She could have easily slipped something into his drink and made it look like his illness got worse. She wanted the power that comes with being Luna, and she was willing to do anything to get it.” “That’s a lie!” I screamed, my voice cracking under the pressure. “I didn’t kill him! Coral is lying, Nathan, please, you have to believe me!”

Aaron's heart shivered as he expected the storm that came next. "We already know who ordered them. Miss Tiffany Malfoy and Miss. Martina Fernandez "

“I’ve slaughtered thousands, can you tell what she looks like?” He growled and compelled his men holding him to calm down, trying to reach and bury me alive. To that sight, I didn’t stop and walked further to him. “Tell me. Maybe I can recognize how I killed her,” I enunciated. “I will kill you! I will kill you, devil!” “Calm down, Malfoy.” “Enough!” “Your wound is opening. Stop shouting!” I simply raised one side of my lips at him before I walk and let Edith drag me away from this Malfoy.

And then I see it. In the corner of the room, half-hidden behind a fallen chair, is a heavy silver goblet, ornate, thick and solid. It must’ve rolled from one of the tables after the coronation preparations. My heart pounds, but my breathing steadies. My movement must be silent. Unnoticed. Calculated. Zeus continues speaking, his voice dripping with venom. “You stole my future, Darian,” he says. “You stole everything I was meant to be. And now I’ll take it back. Starting with your life, unless you all kneel right now and acknowledge me as-”

The second man walked calmly toward Alice, then bowed briefly while his cold blue eyes stared at her. "Good evening, printsessa." I was grateful they weren't speaking Russian again. And it seems they haven't realized I'm here too. My gaze returned to the first man, his strange black eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Alice. Why strange? Because his irises looked permanently dilated. It took me a moment to realize these two were Draco Malfoy's friends from before. "Where's Eirik?" Alice asked, her hand still gripping the katana in her right hand.

Amara mutters kindly. Amara and I are not close friends, but I have hung out with her and the others in the past. Once a month, Zoe would have a girls’ night where she’d invite some of Azazel’s friends’ mates. It allowed us to hang out without the guys around. All of the women are a different supernatural species. We already know that Zoe is a siren; my sister is descended from oracles, Nevaeh is a Nephilim, Jules is a hunter, and Amara is a Breija. I guess it can be a little intimidating to be around so many powerful women. But none of them act like jerks. In fact, they’re all pretty sweet. Lucifer steps forward and faces the couple. Amara gapes for a moment, making me realize that she migh

More on the road behind, visible through the glass. Draco moved forward with the specific, contained violence of something that had been controlling itself for a very long time and had been given permission to stop. I had seen him spar in the training yard efficient, economical, no wasted movement. This was different. This was all of it, the wolf and the vampire and the demon and the dragon, integrated and unleashed, and it was the most extraordinary and most terrifying thing I had ever seen, and somewhere in the watching of it I understood what Rocco had meant on the terrace. The parts that would make most people run.