beautiful lies
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One Time Thing | Draco Malfoy
The Malfoy name had always been synonymous with power, with wealth, with an unshakable sense of superiority. Love, romance-those were trivial distractions. Draco had been raised to believe that emotions were a weakness, that attachments were dangerous, that desire was meant to be controlled, not surrendered to. And yet, here he was. The air in the dimly lit room was thick with the scent of whiskey and something floral-her perfume, lingering on his skin like a ghost. The silk sheets beneath him were still warm from where she had laid, her absence now a space that made his chest tighten in a way he didn't want to name. His fingers curled into the fabric, a desperate attempt to anchor himself, to pretend like this was no different than the countless other nights, with countless other women. But it was. He had told himself that being with her-for one night and one night only-would be just like all the others. A brief way to silence the war inside his mind, to drown in something other than regret and expectation. An escape from the weight of his name, from the legacy that bound him in chains. But Ophelia Evans was not like the others. She was a poison, seeping into his veins with every breath, every whispered word, every touch that lingered too long. A drug, intoxicating and lethal, something he knew he should resist but couldn't bring himself to. He had told himself it was a game, that he was in control. That he could have her once and walk away unscathed. He had been wrong. Now, she was everywhere-burned into his skin, embedded in his thoughts, a quiet ache he could not rid himself of. And it was too late. His body tensed, his mind scrambling to suppress the unwelcome emotions clawing at his ribs. He was a Malfoy. He was supposed to be untouchable. But as he exhaled shakily, running a hand through his disheveled hair, he realized the truth. She had undone him. And he wasn't sure he wanted to be put back together.
𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐅𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋| 𝐃.𝐌
"Good girl." WARNINGS: - lots of mature themes (smut) -violence -Toxicity Highest rankings: 1 on Dracomalfoy 1 on malfoy 1 on dracolovestory 1 on spice Draco's a bit obsessive in this book THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS ARE NOT THAT WELL DONE BUT I PROMISE YOU IT DOES GET BETTER. OH YEAH AND ✨ KINKER✨Complete
Melting His Ice
When Draco, one of the most powerful young Mafia Bosses, travels to Brazil for business with his family. He meets a girl named Alejandra, in whom his sister Svetlana presents him. While he's there, he felt something the first time he saw her. He had never felt something like that before, since he had never cared for any other woman than his sister and mother, who were his current family. He promised never to fall for any woman, not even a little girl like her. But when he and her start to see each other more often, he starts falling in love with her. He fell in love so hard for her beautiful soul that he made himself change in every way possible.
𝙈𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙛𝙤𝙮 𝙄𝙄 𝘿.𝙈.
He watched her every day, obsessing over her. He craved every bit of her body, he had claimed it as his the day he laid his eyes of on her. He finally had her. But when she makes the worst mistake of her life, clueless of his intentions, will their love come to an end? ___________ I love her, she loves me. She just doesn't know it yet.Complete
Why Do I Love You
At Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry, Draco Malfoy, pure-blood and only son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. Raised strongly by his father to believe strongly about the importance of blood-purity. He is somewhat feared at Hogwarts. That is until the spotlight is now on a new student. The boys who lived. Malfoy wants to know everything about the boy who lived. The one thing he didn't see was himself falling for the boy who lived. He knows it goes against everything his father has told him about blood-purity.Complete
Where Fate Takes Us.
"Hermione please do not leave me! I need you!" "I am sorry Draco but I have to. I really hope you have a great life." And she left him all alone. "She is gone now........"Complete
Inseparable(Draco Malfoy)
A new girl Y/n Potter arrives at Hogwarts and Draco Malfoy is all over her. She is different nothing like Harry Potter. ⚠️a lot of smut⚠️ ⚠️Draco being toxic⚠️ ⚠️drugs and alcohol⚠️Complete
endgame ✦ draco malfoy
Stella Blackwood, a pureblood witch who spent her life following traditions living by the rules of parents. Dating the hottest guy at Hogwarts, getting sorted into Slytherin, and having a closed circle of friends since first year. Everything seems to be falling into place for Stella, until Draco Malfoy offsets the balance in her life. {year 6 & 7} 18+ | slow burning | smut *this does not follow the original Harry Potter storyline*Complete
The Malfoy name had always been synonymous with power, with wealth, with an unshakable sense of superiority. Love, romance-those were trivial distractions. Draco had been raised to believe that emotions were a weakness, that attachments were dangerous, that desire was meant to be controlled, not surrendered to. And yet, here he was. The air in the dimly lit room was thick with the scent of whiskey and something floral-her perfume, lingering on his skin like a ghost. The silk sheets beneath him were still warm from where she had laid, her absence now a space that made his chest tighten in a way he didn't want to name. His fingers curled into the fabric, a desperate attempt to anchor himself, to pretend like this was no different than the countless other nights, with countless other women. But it was. He had told himself that being with her-for one night and one night only-would be just like all the others. A brief way to silence the war inside his mind, to drown in something other than regret and expectation. An escape from the weight of his name, from the legacy that bound him in chains. But Ophelia Evans was not like the others. She was a poison, seeping into his veins with every breath, every whispered word, every touch that lingered too long. A drug, intoxicating and lethal, something he knew he should resist but couldn't bring himself to. He had told himself it was a game, that he was in control. That he could have her once and walk away unscathed. He had been wrong. Now, she was everywhere-burned into his skin, embedded in his thoughts, a quiet ache he could not rid himself of. And it was too late. His body tensed, his mind scrambling to suppress the unwelcome emotions clawing at his ribs. He was a Malfoy. He was supposed to be untouchable. But as he exhaled shakily, running a hand through his disheveled hair, he realized the truth. She had undone him. And he wasn't sure he wanted to be put back together.
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