Things Without Remedy Dramione Novels & Stories

Most didn’t bother paying any attention to us, too fixated on some spectacle across the room. From what I could see in between the masses, there was a troupe of dancers, twisting their gold-painted bodies into intricate knots much like a contortionist would. We were forced to a stop when a train of fire sprites dashed by with empty platters hoisted above their small heads. Ignoring the frantic beat of my own heart crashing in my ears, I spun to Draco and Azrael. “Find Hemlock and see if there’s anything he can do.” “Tiny goddess,” Draco exchanged a long look with Orion, “Even if he had a cure, he wouldn’t give it up freely.”

I was holding my hand like we used to, back in our world, after sanitization. " My Lord, this might sting a little bit. It's a new herb that I have just developed. " Draco paid no attention. I took it on my hand. The consistency did feel like turmeric, but it was more slimy. " Draco, please stretch your arms. " I wasn't expecting him to, but he listened. The first layed I put on him. " HOLY SHIT! " The entire room turned towards me, including Draco. With just one layer of application, his blisters were gone, along with it's blemishes. It was black magic.

she yelled in tears but it only made Damien's hold tighten. Lucas couldn't bear it. "Damien!" He yelled. "Why are you yelling my name, huh? I'm only trying to grant the lad's wish. Besides, I promised you a show. This is a great one. You should be enjoying the show with smoothies and popcorn and not calling my name like a maniac." Draco tried to break free once again, making a futile attempt to breathe but his struggle didn't work. His struggles slowed as he got weaker with each passing moment.

I added. "My goodness. Is it true?" Tora asked. "Right. Water is a good conductor of lightning," Macan mumbled. "My oath has no protection ability; it can only hasten the healing of its bearer and help me heal in case I need it," I informed them as I looked at Dylan. "I'll start moving things," my brother suggested. "I'll help out. Ari, please hold Nita for a moment," she beamed. The others started moving our belongings to Dylan's palace. Dylan didn't react. He still seemed extremely shaken from fright and shock.

I shrieked pushing passed him to run after her. I screamed loudly as he scoped me up and placed me gently back onto the bed. "Elora, you are being ridiculous. She is just a silly omega girl. It's merely a necklace. Nothing more." he said. I could hear the frustration in his tone. “Please, just get some rest and think nothing more of it please." he sighed. I was so mad that he was treating me like a naughty child. I’d show him!

Does that mean a quadpod is a breed? My trail of thought is halted by the screams. All the witches’ evil laughter and Draco’s arrogance is gone, only terror. It is so satisfying to watch, but I am sure that we are never going to hear the end of this one. We left the women behind because we thought we were stronger and they are the ones who saved the day. I watch Diana charge towards Draco. I am so proud when her teeth sink in his neck. That’s my mate. It is only when Xylon curses out loud that I notice it. Draco managed to cast a spell breaking the bubble before he died.

"Oh, you mean that kind of drug? Well, you need to… relieve it. This question is so basic, are you really an adult? Wait, did someone drug you? Who dared to drug you?" Nicholas sounded much more alert now. "It's Celeste." Damon's jaw tightened as he said those words. "Oh, I see!" Nicholas perked up even more. "You should know how to handle this better than me. What, have you lost your touch?" "Is there an antidote?" Damon asked. He could barely contain his anger for Nicholas' ridiculous questions.. Nicholas understood Damon's dilemma and quickly composed himself. "There is, but it might have some side effects. Come over, I'll be waiting."

He was worried her condition might worsen. Draco asked Nigel to tell Mireya he had a meeting he couldn’t postpone. He was forced to lie, for everyone’s sake. He didn’t want Mireya to do something reckless again and make things even more complicated. “Sir,” the maid greeted Draco. “Have you given Luna her medicine?” Draco asked immediately. The maid nodded politely. “Yes, Sir. I also made soup for Miss Luna.” Draco breathed a sigh of relief. “How is she? Does she seem better?”

Lorna responded , bending her head to avoid being caught with lies in her eyes. "Don't you look well while walking around? I mean, why would a young lady fall to the floor in broad daylight? You know, you look and act so dull. Be agile and vibrant . Injuries or the sight of stuff like plaster and bandages irritates me. I hope you have been treated in the university infirmary?" . "Yes, I have. The doctor gave me two days off from school" . Lorna responded. "I see. Run upstairs already, the scent of the plaster makes an old man wanna throw up ". Draco snapped, turning his back on her.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.