Clawdeen And Draculaura Novels & Stories

My eyes darkened with disapproval. “Loriah, you’re not seriously planning to go out like that? The back is far too daring.” “Nonsense, Draco. Hurry up, both of you—my date is here,” Claire said as she stepped out of the room, looking elegant in a gown with a bold high-slit. When she opened the door, Marcus stood there holding a gift. Claire linked her arms around his neck, giggling as he kissed her. What will Loriah say when she learns that Claire is a she-wolf too?

Vlad growled, spitting blood. Dracula smiled, baring his fangs. "I haven’t even started." He lunged with deadly speed, his claws long and razor-sharp. Vlad dodged, but one claw tore through his left shoulder down to the bone. The wound burned as if liquid silver were cutting through his flesh. Vlad grabbed Dracula by the throat and hurled him against the Skull Clan’s Cadillac. The car’s metal twisted completely. The skeleton on the roof went flying, its arms flailing.

I asked. All three of them exploded into laughter. Beta Lucas found his breath first. “No, Druids are very powerful shapeshifters. A werewolf is a human and a wolf soul that are linked. Laila is a shifter soul, she can summon more than just a wolf, obviously a bear but who knows what else.” Beta Lucas told me. Alpha Colton came and wrapped his arm around Beta Lucas’s shoulders. Sitting down next to him without a word. All at once the tension between them lifted.

Laura shouted as she was strangled fiercely from behind. She was trying her best to free him from her, but he was just too strong given that he was a werewolf. “Screw you, you have caused me too much pain and you should perish for that” Daciana raged out and flung herself up to get a grip of Laura who was being strangled and at the same time floating on air. But her effort rather failed as the frame she was standing on broke unaware, and she fell to the floor beneath.

Laura was also peering at me curiously. "We met Dracula, the Lycan prince, at school. He came as our new history teacher." I told them, and the first question Laura asked was if he saw Ella. "This is supposed to be good news! He must have come for Ella! Why didn't he see her, yet? I am sure she wouldn't be alive now if it had happened!" Laura exclaimed, and Dad nodded, squinting his eyes at me. "Why didn't you do everything possible to make the Lycan meet Ella! We had been blowing that flute just to...."

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

Suddenly a voice behind Laura's back made her panic. "Where do you think you are right now?" Five people, including Conal, Azura, Reana, Phelan and Alfred, walked in front of Laura. She looked around in surprise; how did they get in here without making such a noise? Not only that, but she was also very surprised when Phelan and Alfred were also present. Proving that these two are also werewolves, they hide it perfectly. Laura looked at the five of them with anger in her eyes; she shouted:

The air crackled with anticipation as the battlefield became our shared hunting ground. Without warning, Zack lunged at me with a lightning-fast speed, his claws extended to rend and tear. Instinctively, I dodged his attack, my agility matching his own. We moved in a deadly dance, our bodies twisting and turning, each strike and parry filled with lethal intent. I swiped at Zack with my powerful claws, but he countered with a swift dodge, retaliating with a series of ferocious bites. The clash of our fangs and the sound of our growls echoed through the night, blending with the wind that whispered through the trees.

It’s dark and dank looking, with torches burning in the front. “Is this a vampire coven?” I ask Drake. “It looks like one, but I don’t sense many vampires, do you?” he asks me. I close my eyes, reaching out with my aura. “Three and….” I tilt my head, Kella pushing forward, interested in what we’re ‘seeing’. ‘What is that?’ I ask her. ‘Didn’t King Urien’s note say that Lance turned his daughter into a vampire?’ Kella asks me. ‘He did, but that’s not a vampire,’ I tell her.

The professor took a deep inhale. “The Sacred Land has to do with the white witches, Rose Duville…and it doesn’t have to do with us, the wolves…” Clayton sighed. “What did you see there, Vlad Lup? Did you see our second successor?” Clayton turned his head down. “No. I saw the wolf of Doctor Wölf Hügel, the husband of Rose Duville and he approved me…” Professor Hügel curled his forehead. “How about the battle?” Clayton nodded. “Yes. The battle between The Protectors and the witches with the vampires. I saw a vampire offering a goblet to Sonya Duville…”