The Best Of Me Dramione Novels & Stories

"Only a fool wouldn't want a woman like Melody. I'm lucky she chose to be with me." Dorian's response brought my mother close to tears. "I'm so happy she found you." She hugged Dorian. "I'm the luckiest to have found her," Dorian replied. "Wow Mel, You're getting married tomorrow." Malfoy took my hands and shook them. "I'm happy to see you happy." He rubbed my head like he was holding a young pet. "Stop it, Malfoy." I frowned. "I missed doing this, Mel. Please don't stop me now."

Damon is obviously the best character in the show. “Well, damn it, that does sound fun,” May pouts. Fiona chuckles, shaking her head. “Go be young and have fun. You can be old and boring the rest of the time.” She winks before she and Mum disappear. We’re left in the kitchen with another bottle of tequila while we wait for Ryan, who, somehow, takes longer to get ready than we do. “What is he doing? Straightening his hair or painting his nails?” I snap.

"I have been those things with her more than I have been them with anyone in my life." "I know," Draco said. "I've watched." Rocco looked at him. "You've watched," he said. "Since the tree line," Draco said. "Since the night she walked across the frost and you were standing at the edge of the wood and she found you." He held his gaze. "I've watched you with her. Every day." He paused. "You are not the best abstract version of someone. You are the best version of yourself. The specific version that she has always seen." He held his gaze. "That's enough. That's more than enough. That's everything."

My Brother's best friend was dragging me like he owned me. At the top of the stairs, he shoved open a door to a private VIP booth. The room was dark, soundproofed, with deep couches and low lights. He threw me inside, slamming the door shut behind us. The bass from the club was muffled now, but my pulse was louder. I spun around to face him, breathing hard. My hair was messy from the dance floor, eyes wide but defiant. “What the hell was that?”

Third person POV: “Because… you are MINE…” Draco lazily said “Why me? Why can’t you find anyone else?” Jasmine questioned him in irritation. “Because I want only you… and moreover you agreed to it….” Draco said with evil smirk “How… how are you doing it, you are trapped but still… still..” Jasmine was saying something when. “Still I can fuck you?” Draco added with raised eyebrow “I can fuck you and make you cum… but let me tell you, I am way better in real” Draco added with smirk

His rich brown slanted eyes and finely chiseled jaws accentuated his facial contour and it took me a while to realize that the man was none other than my best friend. "Gerald?" Surprise flared in my whisper as I recoiled out of his arms. He was back in the pack? Oh! He must have come to celebrate with me but look at who is celebrating with a view of her cheating fiance. He gave me a sympathetic look and then whispered. "Let's just leave, Beth." Tears burned the corner of my eyes, blurring my vision as I turned away from him. No, I couldn't. If I tried to make it past the lobby, I would just collapse. This was too much for me.

“Then we kinda fair … fucked.” He might see Sydney’s confront beginning to light up, her intellect going in reverse and plunging into the memory pool, one that he just had impressions of. He preferred seeing her see like that when she thought almost him interior her, but he wished he might keep in mind the whole circumstance that driven to the clashing of bodies. “Was it,” he started, attempting not to smile. “…good?” Sydney laughed, a sound that made Draco’s heart soar. “Beyond good,” she said with pride. “Being with you has been the best sex I’d ever had.”

Naomi blinked and blinked as the entire room was wrapped in silence. Damon glared at Jordan. If he could commit murder and get away with it, Jordan would be his first, no doubt. Jordan glances at Naomi in awe. “She looks way prettier in person. Those pictures are nothing compared to the real deal!” “Get out.” Damon gritted. It seems the more he opens his mouth, the deeper the pit he dug up for Damon gets. “Thank you?” Naomi replied, glancing between the duo. Why the hell do they look like identical twins?

“You really turned him against her though, you’re evil and that’s why I like you” “Easily,” she said with a small smirk. “So don’t talk to me about using Olivia. She’s useless now.” I stared at her. “You said he was your best friend once. But you didn’t know this?” Hermoine leaned in. “You never knew him like I did.” I opened my mouth to speak again, but she raised a hand. “Enough. Focus on the plan.” I stood up, annoyed. “Fine.” I walked toward the door.

She'd been talking about him nonstop for months now and I knew she was very much in love with him. God, I couldn't believe this. On one hand, I could tell her that her boyfriend was a douchebag and that we'd had sex but that would break her heart and it would be my fault on the the other hand it I decided not to say anything, I'd be letting a douchebag like Collen have his way with my best friend. I ran my hands through my wavy blonde hair and groaned in frustration as I stared at my reflection above the vanity. My eyes were puffy with all of the crying I did last night and my hair was a complete mess.