Clawdeen And Draculaura Novels & Stories

Shoving past Clara, she dashed into her room and saw her cat pet brutally murdered and lying lifelessly on her bed. “Noooooooo!” She cried as she collapsed to the ground wailing. Seconds later she walked out of her room, her dead cat in hands, terror in her eyes. “Today, I only came to warn you—” Clara had barely started when Laura growled, her eyes taking the colour of her wolf. Her body cracked. Moments later her wolf charged out and she howled. Clara did not hesitate to let her wolf out.

His grip only tightens as we reach the door. The moment we step inside, my breath leaves me. Lauren is on her knees. Blood is everywhere. On her hands. Her neck. The floor beneath her. She looks small now. Broken. Nothing like the woman who smiled and cried her way into my life. And Draven— He’s shifted. Half-beast. Eyes burning red. Claws out. Rage rolling off him so thick it presses against my chest. He charges. “Draven!” My voice rips out of me without thought.

*** With her heart pounding Claire ran around the corner and hopped into her dune buggy, the weirdest of weird has arrived on the scene of Ron's murder and Claire couldn't have hoped for a worst person than her, Villa Du Bois Muriel, if her name wasn't weird enough, her style of clothes was, and though the rest of the world might know her as detective Muriel, Claire knows her as the most notorious vampire hunter in the world, scratch what ever the Velvitali had, she was the best. She raced to her storage facility and swapped the dune buggy out for her long base pickup then raced back to her flat. "Skyler!" She called entering the room and knocking hard on the coffin, Skyler only groaned insi

He smirked and listened. “That’s where I met Liala.” Liala smiled and sipped her water. “Liala was the only thing that kept me sane.” She smiled at her. “After two weeks, he came down the stairs and said Clay had come looking for me.” Clay balled up his fists, “Then he said that I was a dragon’s mate so my price would go way up. That night there was an auction and Liala and I both sold to vampires.” Everyone gasped. She sighed and nodded, “But they locked us in a cage and left to go to the next auction.”

It went on for months, especially the villages near the border. It was only about time until Varca noticed the abnormal strength which flowed in the ones who attacked his vampires, eventually killing them. It wasn't the work for a puny set of humans for sure. At the moment, Laura was visiting the people, house to house and talking to them about their grievances. She was pretty new to this. Given that her mother was born to be an Empress, Laura was taking baby steps towards the same destination as her mother. Kathleen watched her daughter with her clairvoyance. They've already linked their thoughts long ago, as soon as they filled a dog vampires when they reached Bepal two years ago. Kathleen

Zayn roared as he lunged, but the other twin, Jessica, blurred into motion, her nails elongating into black talons that whistled through the air, forcing Zayn back. "Stay focused, Alpha," Dracula mocked, his crimson eyes locked on mine. "You worry for her? You are too late. This room is full of thieves who have tasted what belongs to me." He tilted my head back, exposing my neck to the flickering candlelight. I saw Hailey watching us from the doorway, a sick, playful smile on her lips as she smoothed her blue dress. That bitch wasn't horrified by the blood instead she was turned on by the chaos.

I was impatient, what was she trying to do, “If you want to speak then speak but if you don’t then don’t waste my time.” I put my hand on the doorknob, “You mustn’t tell anyone,” I removed my hand again, “You won’t even be able to do that,” Diana stood up and walked around me in circles, “Skylar has two sisters, Aurora her younger sister and Serena, sorry, Ava her twin sister.” “What?” Was this lunatic trying to mess with my head, “They are both wolves and Skylar was a witch.”

It lunged the man far back against crumbled stones from the fallen thrones. Dracula trolled in, it was in the right time but Clancy was predictive. He saw as Dracula moved even before he made steps and landing before the Dhampir, Clancy weaved his claws by bending back a little before returning the favour with a drastic kick at the face which maneuvered Dracula flying to his left like a ball. BOOM!

He smiled at her, and she smiled back. It was then that they both caught the scent. The sharp hair-raising footsteps needed no introduction. The room’s temperature seemed to drop several degrees as the sound of the heavy boots drew nearer. The door opened, and the powerful presence of the Lycan Draven filled the room. His sharp gaze landed on the injured werewolf, then immediately fell to the two hands still interlocked. Derek knew a pissed look when he was one. He took that as his cue to hastily pull his hand from Belinda's grasp. The woman in the middle didn't show any signs of noticing their little silent conversation.

My eyes widened when a man who was led along the grass suddenly bolted to his feet, grabbed her by her hair then dragged one of his claws across her neck as he stared at me with vengeful eyes. Blood spilled from her neck as my legs moved toward her and an echoing scream erupted from my throat. I smashed into him as he let her fall to the floor, knocking him down, I straddled his waist as I plunged my claws into his chest, his stomach and his neck. Over and over I pulled them out and stuck them back in as his blood and flesh flung everywhere. I screamed as tears wetted my face util I finally stopped, crawled over to Lacey and gathered her into my arms.