Unspoken Words Dramione Novels & Stories

Then he started giving me careful instructions on what I should eat, how much I should rest, and not to wear high heels for long periods. My vision began to blur. Afraid he would notice, I turned my face away and made an excuse about going to the restroom to fix my makeup. The woman in the mirror looked exhausted. Even the heavy foundation couldn’t hide it. I wiped the dampness from the corners of my eyes and took a deep breath. For my father’s sake, I had to hold it together. I had to finish acting out this “happy” play. … Three days before the wedding, I told George, “I want to meet Josie.”

Damien hissed at Damon who simply chuckled. "Me? Quiet? I can't possibly be a quiet buddy. I mean, you should be ecstatic that I finally spoke to you and it's only because you are about to finally do the right thing," Damon retorted. "I wouldn't mind if you went back to sleep. I'd appreciate the silence," Damien fired back, unconsciously voicing his words out loud, causing Draco to stare back at him in confusion before letting out a short laugh as he realised Damien was having an argument with himself.

Draco said and Damien immediately turned to look at him with a confused expression on his face. Draco let out a small laugh. “You should have seen your face when you talked about Kira. Your face literally lit up ten times more the second you started to talk about her,” he said to his friend. Draco cleared his throat as he moved closer to Damien. “Listen Damien, I know what I'm gonna say is gonna sound very cheesy and all but I've seen the way you look at Kira and I've also seen the way she looks at you. You both used to be like fire and ice at one point and now, you're both just able to melt at each other’s gaze. I remember when I found out that your cousin was my mate,” Draco chuckled as he

The silence in the dining room was absolute, a heavy, suffocating thing broken only by the frantic beat of Mimi's heart. Sophia’s threat the mention of a financial scandal that went beyond mere debt had stripped Mimi of her composure, revealing a raw, terrifying fear that was impossible to hide.

I whisper and drift to a sleep full of nightmares. Leonardo's POV I wake up and don't find Nat next to me. I start to get up when I hear my uncle Mario growling "Leonardo Alfonsi ! Prendi il tuo culo qui" . Oh, fuck it !! Who comes so early in the morning? "Leonardo Alfonsi!!" he yells again. "Sto arrivando smettere di urlae !" "sbrigati giovane!" "Venuta!" I go downstairs and see Mario huffing.

Jasmine too screamed and turned her frustrated gaze to Draco “YOU BELONG WITH ME JASMINE…” Draco growled on her “ONLY I CAN TOUCH…. ONLY I CAN KISS YOU…. AND… ONLY I CAN FUCK YOU JASMINE… EACH AND EVERY INCH OF YOU BODY BELONGS TO ME…. NO MOTHER FUCKING BASTARD CAN PART YOU FROM ME….. AND WHOEVER DARES TO TAKE YOU AWAY FROM ME…. I WILL BURN HIM ALIVE RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES….. EVEN IF HE IS YOUR KING…. HE WILL DIE FROM MY HANDS…. GET THIS THING STARIGHT IN YOUR MIND JASMINE…. YOU ARE MY MATE…. ONLY MINE..” Draco commanded with fierce fire burning in his eyes… simultaneously Jasmine felt her dagger Rune which was encircled with a dragon around it in spiral on her chest glowing bright

she says with a laugh at the end. I watch her walk away through my tears on the arm of Draco's father. When I look back to Draco, he is grabbing the arm of his faceless bride. As I cower on the ground in my sorrow they walk through me to begin their new life......together. I use what little strength I have left to rise from the ground. As I watch their parents toast the last cups to their union I scream my anger and pain to the heavens......... Someone is screaming very loud. As my eyes snap open to meet the worried expression of Draco I realize that is I who screams. I quickly shut my mouth and jump up from bed enraged. Even in my dreams he still chooses another. The truth he omitted to all

Entry seventy-six pending further evidence. I was not going to say it. I was absolutely not going to say it. "Draco," I said. "Yes." "What word did you think it was?" I said. He held my gaze. Something moved in his expression, the named one and the ghost of it and the real one all arriving at once. "Dada," he said. I pressed my lips together very hard trying to stop my laughter, really Draco? "Entry seventy-six confirmed," Mila said, from the table, without looking up.

I spat, voice low but fierce. Roe paused, his expression unreadable, the calm predator finally acknowledging the storm. He leaned close, almost conspiratorial, and whispered: “Then watch carefully. Let me show you what Damon refused to.” The room went dark. Roe’s shadow loomed over me, calm and unyielding, as the final override hummed beneath my fingers. “Watch closely, Ariella,” he whispered, “I’m about to show you everything Damon refused to reveal.”

She said, gasping as his finger traced a line up her thigh and then sunk into the wetness suddenly. He was staring at her the whole time, and it intensified the sensations she felt. “And I, you.” He grinned, and then her phone finally connected with the speakers. Music was supposed to fill the room, but instead, what they both heard was Draco’s voice. Ophelia stiffened as her eyes went wide, and Blaine’s fingers froze. He frowned in confusion. She wanted to stop the video so bad, hit pause so that Draco’s dirty talk would end, but she could not.