First impressions are everything, so why should dates be any perfect? Especially when it's a date with the dream you've been wanting...well forever. *A sweet story for Valentine's day*

*Final piece to Hunt for Bridal Perfection and Imperfect Love's Perfect Wedding, ft. fem-Draco* Sometimes the princess is a servant to the villain. Sometimes the prince will fall for the wrong girl. Sometimes connection isn't built at first sight but over time. However if it is meant to be and love is true, happily ever after can be achieved in the end

The classic tale. First she hated him; she hated him with every fiber in her body. Until she became intrigued with him, then fascinated with him, and ended up falling in love with him. Then again, she suppose she always loved him, even when she hated him. *Sequel to Hunt for Bridal Perfection. Features fem-Draco*

There are brides who want to look stunning on their big day. And then there are brides who determined to find the perfect dress every if means trying on multiple dresses and multiple store. She supposed the long-search could be blamed on herself for being so picky, but she was a Malfoy and Malfoys never settled for second-best. *features fem-Draco*

No castle is complete without a perfect court. A perfect court isn't complete without the key players. Neither are perfect to the king without the right person by his side. Or in Draco's case, his brave knight. *Mpreg mentioned*

From the moment Draco met the strange boy with the piercing green eyes, he knew they would always be close. That they would always be best friends. That they would share laughs and even a few tears. That they would go through trials that would define and test them. Looking back, though, he never would guessed that they would also share kisses.

Christmas is the time of miracles, and also the time for courage as a young man decides to give his crush the ultimate Christmas present. Scared but determined mercury-gray kept their eyes locked with emerald-green, watching them widen as they undid the knot of his robe and shrugged it off his shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. "Merry Christmas, Potter."

Sometimes the best way to get someone into the Halloween spirit is a treat. For Draco, though, a treat can easily turn into a trick.

"I saw you at the library, looking up at the sky, even though you tried to fight against it. I could smell you fear and interest rolling off you. It confirmed what I always knew," He leaned in closer. "That you are mine."Underneath the glow of the crimson moon, a vampire claims his mate.

She was destruction, chaos, sins, with beauty and enigma dripping from her fingertips. She made you feel so special, important, unique yet painstakingly inadequate. Despite it all, she still loved her. *fem Drarry. Girl Harry, girl Draco*

After all this time, all these years, he finally has Potter at his mercy. Draco knew he'd be a fool to let this opportunity go to waste

To soothe his sons' nervousness of the storm, Harry indulged them in a story. "The two planned to run away together, but the gods refused. They were needed, they were valuable keys. Love would only get in the way of their duty. So, the gods came together and cast a spell on them. They would rule the skies together but apart, forever out of each other's reach." *Mpreg*

What could possibly have the power to drive an exhausted Draco out of bed so late at night? Three things: his demanding daughter who already had wrap him wrapped around her little (not-yet born) finger, his husband who can quickly change from calm to explosive, and-the most diabolical of them all-pineapples. Evil buggers they were *Mpreg. Co-authored with innocentlittledarkangel*

*Set in 1st year* Terrified of what had been seen in the forbidden forest, Draco jumps into bed in a vain attempt to forget. The terrors refuse to let him be, scarring him so, he ends up attracting the attention of a late-night visitor. He always hated the darkness for the nightmares they gave. But if they were the key to undoing a wrong? Another chance for friendship?

Sometimes the simplest ways to treat a wound aren't with complicated potions and treatments. Sometimes it's with a bandage. Sometimes a gentle mother's touch. Sometimes it can be treated by caring of a good friend.*Spin-off of my story, Five Stages of Kissing*

Conversation quickly goes from light heavy as a father expresses his joy for his new daughter and a mother shares her regret for her son. Mpreg

Thanks to the careless actions of an idiot, two fathers are forced to team up to search through every mall and store in the city to find the presents their kids asked Santa for Christmas. With one shopping day, can they survive the adventure? And without getting killed or doing the killing in the process? Sesskag. Zutara

Inspired by Rent Light My Candle. Fate did not like him. It only loved to torture him. That was the only explanation for someone to knock on his door late at night the exact moment he came close to literature gold. "I swear to God, I will buy handcuffs, tie you with them, and-" His words fell flat as he opened the door, meeting the amused gleam in her emerald eyes. "Got a light?"

A quick in and out, that was his mission. Sneak into Hiroshi Sato's mansion, get the information they needed, and report back to the Chief and the Avatar. He expected the guards to put up a fight. He even expected the alarm to go off and give him away. What he didn't expect was Sato's daughter who was as lethal as she was beautiful