Castlevania: Nocturne Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I did not do enough to protect you. I was not a good boyfriend to you and now you are dead again." Nocturne frowned as he mentally went over the list of names he had seen in the morning. He had scanned through them briefly before making his plans for the day. Of course he didn’t remember the exact names, but he was sure he hadn’t seen Leo’s name there. That would have attracted his attention immediately. Maybe the name had appeared as Draven had killed him. That meant he might have a chance to talk to Leo in purgatory. Nocturne released his human form and became undead again. The bright world around him faded from blue skies and green grass to a gray and lifeless sky and landscape.

Once the last of the spinal cord is cut through, the demon leaves the body in a dark gray cloud. “Not so fast, fucker.” I hold my hand in front of me, conjuring a bright ball of white light. I throw it at the demon, burning it before it can jump into another warm body. I throw another energy ball at it, and the whole thing sizzles and sparks before exploding. I let my hands fall to my sides and suck in air. Binx shifts into cat-form and weaves around my legs. Lucas is covered in blood but hugs me anyway, hand going to the top of my head. He balls my hair in his fist and kisses me.

Tears streamed down his face silver and gold mixing like liquid starlight. “She’s perfect,” he whispered. “She’s everything.” He turned to me, eyes no longer crimson, but pure, blazing gold. And I saw it. The change. The sunlight in his veins had done something impossible. Valerian Nocturne, Prince of Eternal Night, was becoming the first day walking vampire in history. He walked through the burning light to my side, laid our daughter in my arms, and kissed me like a man who had just been given the universe.

The Nexum - the ritual union of fated mates under the blood moon. The nocturnal cast an inflamed glow through the cave, enough for me to see the woman in front of me. Her wavy blonde hair was like a curtain, sheathing the night, while her entire form exuded elegance. Against the backdrop of shadows and light, Val's presence shook my existence, and I could feel her passionate desire for me as she lightly touched my skin with her hand. Her eyes shone like a pair of aquarius gemstones, weakening my resistance to her dominance. Her gaze of desire was determined to possess me, and I, too, longed to be possessed, as long as it was by her. I could no longer deny this bond between us; it was too str

He opened the car door, sat in, and nodded to signal his friend to leave. - Does Lucasta still wake up in the middle of the night? What if she runs to your room and doesn't see you? – Harvey asked as he pressed the accelerator pedal. - I gave her an anesthetic. We have two hours to get back. - Anesthesia is harmful. - Just reluctantly. Can we go in the daytime? The car sped along the late-night road and after an hour had passed, it reached a deserted road. Both vampires quickly got out and moved at breakneck speed. In less than ten minutes, their heels touched the castle gate.

"A delightful plan. Begin the preparations. We shall weave a web of deception around the girl." --- Back with the guardians, the journey to the Lost Caverns was filled with challenges. Strange apparitions tried to mislead them, and the terrain became treacherous. During a brief respite, Seraphina turned to Nocturna, concern evident in her eyes. "Are you okay? You seem... distant." Nocturna sighed, her gaze distant. "Ever since the ritual, I've been having these... visions. Shadowy figures, whispers of betrayal. It's unsettling."

The lingering shadows, it seemed, had coalesced into a tangible specter of doubt and betrayal. The following night, I sought out Davien in his private chambers, my steps silent as I moved through the dimly lit corridors. The castle, once a sanctuary, now echoed with the hushed whispers of uncertainty. As I pushed open the door to our shared chambers, the sight that greeted me froze the very essence of my immortal being. Davien stood near the window, his silhouette etched against the moonlit backdrop. The same wolf from my dream was there, its eyes reflecting the silvery glow of the night. They exchanged words in a language that transcended spoken communication, a language of shared secrets a

"Stay away from her!" His fingers were wrapped around his Beta's throat. Reinhardt couldn't fight him so he chose to struggle under his hold. Finally, Lucien released him and came back to normal. "Fuck off!" "She's turning you into something else, Lucien. I just hope you can see that." "I said, fuck off!" Reinhardt closed his eyes and nodded before leaving the room. As soon as he left, Lucien flung one of the vases to the other side of the room. It crashed on the fall and fell to the ground in pieces of broken fragments.