Castlevania Alucard Dracula Novels & Stories

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

He walked into the room, his boots crunching on the glass. Lucas groaned from the corner, trying to stand up. "Who... who are you?" The intruder didn't even look at Lucas. He lifted a heavy, booted foot and kicked Lucas in the chest, sending him crashing back into the drywall with a sickening crack. The man turned his gaze to me. His eyes were glowing. Not the yellow of a normal wolf. Not the blue of an Alpha. They were Red. The color of fresh blood. The sign of a Lycan King.

The murmurs rose among the guests, and then a figure stepped forward beside Dominic, a tall Alpha with dark hair, sharp grey eyes, and a scar slicing through his brow. He grinned, pulling Dominic into a brief, fierce embrace. “To think that you believed that I wouldn’t show.” “Marcellus.” He said, pulling away from the hug. “My bride, and Luna.” “A pleasure to meet you, Aria.” “You know my name.” “Oh, I am not the only one who does. You have caused a little stir around. Not in a very good way, but I believe that you are worth it if your Alpha chose you above all.” He said, smiling.

Don’t ever dare to make him annoyed. He is the owner of the Multi-Billion Wu Pharmaceutical Company. He is a physician and do surgery ONLY during the FULL MOON. Weird? A while ago, I mentioned that he is known as Doctor Alucard. When you reverse the word Dracula, it will read as Alucard. He also chooses the patient he only wants to treat. Even the oath of being a physician is not a collar to his neck to perform his professional responsibility to society. No one is entitled to give him an order. No ONE!

“Alaric Vortemont. The vampire. He’s the one with those molten-silver eyes, always looking like he can peer into your very soul and tear it apart. He’s heir to one of the oldest vampire bloodlines in the world.” Mina jumped in, her tone smooth yet serious. “Then there’s Kade Thorne, the brooding werewolf. Tall, dark-haired, forever shoving his hands in his pockets like the universe has offended him. He’s Alpha-born, dangerously quiet, a real liability if you annoy him, especially on a full moon.” Caleb smirked, thrilled to add his piece. “And let’s not forget Damien Drakaris, the dragon. With his golden eyes and a sharp smile, it’s like he’s always plotting how to set the world ablaze. His f

Alucard and his wolf knew that they had to protect his mate, his precious luna; a lot of people saw that moment with surprise and even more when he put his fangs in the neck of his mate and bit her skin inserting his fang, leaving a mark on his mate's neck. He was so concerned for his mate that never saw that his mate was a man and not a girl until when he left his neck and saw the guy in his arms closely with the tears from the bite, Alucard turned his eyes to the clothes the other was wearing and froze, those trousers with the black boots, the white shirt, and the silver roses stamped in the white coat. Alucard knows everything about that person but when Alucard realized it, he pushed him

“Her name’s Lisa Adrian. She was caught in the woods—thought she was a witch at first. She’s not.” Alex raised an eyebrow, waiting. He knew me well enough to sense there was more. “She’s a vampire,” I said, keeping my voice low, though the room was soundproofed against prying ears. “Alireza Firouzja’s daughter.” His reaction was immediate—eyes widening, a sharp curse slipping past his lips. “What the hell. You're sure this isn't a trap. A vampire? Here? And Firouzja’s blood, no less.”

Cedric asserted as he pulled up the chair Jace had been using. I watched him pull out a few folded pieces of paper and open them. Looking up at me, he asked if it was Alaric and Valerie McKnight who were responsible for my injuries. “Valerie didn't shoot me, her father had,” I explained, and he nodded. “Where is Austin?” I asked sternly, and the representative glanced at Jace and waved his hand for him to leave. The moment the door shut, Cedric Phillips turned to me and said, “Austin Belmont is suspected to be part Druid wolf and is being monitored for any unbecoming behavior.”

Sylvia’s POV *CLAPS "Bravo Ms.Delavin" "You truly are someone we've been looking for. Welcome to Alzean Academy" someone stated with a small laugh. I'm back at the academy in this dark hallway, someone's slowly coming towards my direction. His footsteps were getting nearer. It's a man with a muscular body, tanned skin and as I gaze he has these amethyst-colored eyes but I already have the feeling of who it was.

“Third, the Salvi. Salvi can cast spells. They are like witches but they have a different language that only Salvi can understand, even witches can't understand their words. You can only tell if a vampire is a Salvi if their eyes are red-orange. They are the third strongest of the entire vampire clan. And they can hold the cross unlike us who are burned," Red-orange? I seem to have seen red-orange eyes. Aha! Brian! I saw his eyes turn red-orange for a moment. But, maybe he's not a vampire, right? He's just human like me. It's impossible that he's a vampire because I know he doesn't believe in vampires.