Castlevania Alucard Dracula Novels & Stories

My eyes shot open, and in walked a man who seemed to have stepped out of some kind of mythological book. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and every bit as imposing as the rumors had described. His features were striking enough that I almost forgot to breathe. If anyone could have been mistaken for a Greek god, it was him. His aura was captivating. This was no ordinary man; this was the Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack—Lucian Draven himself. And I was about to meet him. Lucian’s piercing blue eyes flicked from me to Aaron’s hand, still resting on my hair. The change in his expression was instant—his eyes narrowed, and his jaw clenched in a silent display of irritation.

Damon broke the silence, his voice piercing through the air. "My mate?" I asked, my voice shuddering. "Are you talking about the Lycan King Cassian?" "Yes, this is Cassian," the woman answered, and I gasped slightly. Of course she called me Aurelia the first time we met, but letting us see her face and replying to my question all seemed like she wanted to have a chat with us. "Have you heard of the predator feeding on the rogues in the woods in guise of helping us with maximum security through forcing them into extinction?" Damon asked. "This is the predator. Cassian himself is the predator, and I'm disappointed in you for being surprised to hear this."

Dracula continued, “…they will banish him completely from the pack.” Lucan’s jaw tightened. “They won’t.” “They will,” Dracula said calmly. “And if that happens…” He paused. “…he may turn into a rogue wolf.” Lucan looked back at Damien. Still trying to hold onto something that was already gone. “No,” Lucan said quie tly. “That won’t happen.” Dracula didn’t argue. But his eyes said everything. But far away, Alpha Rowan had already sent his valuable spy, Rhea, who heard everything about Alpha Damien’s secrets and had already prepared to expose one of the greatest and strongest Alphas in the entire districts

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

Lucy said, looking at Dracula’s dark blue eyes that stare coldly. “‘Tis is I, Count Dracula. I was mesmerized by your lively nature by day, yet so enchantingly eerie and beautiful by night. Tell me, Lady Lucy Westenra, that you wish to be with me in the new life after this one, becoming one of my brides.” Dracula takes Lucy’s hand as he said the last sentence. “But you are a monster! There will be no good, no God’s light for a creature like you!” Lucy raised her voice while trying to release her hand from his.

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