Clawdeen Draculaura Frankie 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?

"I know what she is." "She is not just a werewolf," Laura snaps, her fingers digging into the edge of the wooden table until her knuckles turn white. "She fractured her previous Alpha’s jaw with a single backhand. You are a human girl playing in a pit of monsters. She will snap your neck before the noon whistle blows."

People called him the Untouchable king, because for the past twenty -five years no has been able to survive his touch. An ancient curse running through his blood, a curse which turns everyone into stone with just a touch. Forcing Kael Draven to rule his kingdom from behind black leather gloves, he lived with a crown and a curse with a lonely heart. Seraphina Vale never believed the terrifying stories until one careless accident changes everything. When she mistakenly grabs the king bare hands. The world holds its breath. But she didn’t turn to stone.

He then kissed her head and removed his jacket to keep her warm, “You should not see what is happening here. Close your eyes, baby girl” “I already saw it, Dad. I don’t know what happened. You must help me wake Teddy up. Why is he sleeping so long?” Crystal kept trying to wake Teddy up while sniffled her tears. Drake came in followed by his girlfriend Cindy. There were other Werewolves too who followed behind being ready for any attacks that may come to them. Seeing what was in the room had shocked their lives. Drake held Cindy’s hand to keep her behind him, “Don’t look, Cindy. Stay back. Go back to the car”

He left angrily at us… Diana went after him; Drake asks everyone to continue their job; he grabs my hand, and we both walk back into his bedroom. "Maria; are you certain that Muna changed into a Werewolf, and in front of a bunch of people at a party?"He asks me; he is walking to the window of his room; he shut it; and turns back to me. "Yes; and I am certain; she must be rampaging around town as a Werewolf; what If someone sees her; and notifies the police?"I said to him; Drake put his hand to his chin; and asks me not to bother; that he promises to find Munaand help her…

I ignore his attempt to talk to me and focus on the Goddess in front of me. “And you are?” - I ask extending my hand towards her (I need to feel her skin on mine). I can feel her body shaking, and I see her looking at him waiting for a signal to talk (I am definitely going to kill him) and he gives her a nod and she grabs my hand saying “Liv, I mean, Olivia Lockwood” “Lockwood, are you related to Trent Lockwood?” (He was my friend and I took over his pack when he was killed, how didn't I know about her existence?

He was the same Corporal Clark who tried to kill me, and who killed my father, so many years ago in the Revolutionary War. Clark laughed menacingly. "It's Drake now. I've been waiting a long time for this day." "I thought Rick killed you," I replied, my eyes narrowing. "Yes," Drake replied, leaning in for effect. "But I'm sure you know; I was already a vampire." Without taking a drink, I set the Martini glass on a nearby end table. "I figured as much." "I just played dead until Fredrick carried you off, then I followed you both to the cave," Drake replied.

Clara quickly dashed towards the table that had multiple tools and her bat was there too. She quickly grabbed it and swung it at the man’s face as soon as he touched her shoulder. He fell down on the ground losing his consciousness. Drake came back in when he heard the noise and saw that Clara had escaped. He was about to take the gun out when she smack the bat at his leg causing him to lose his balance. He fell on his knees when Clara smacked the bat on his back. When he was completely lying on the ground she hit his leg with full force.

Rosa scolded “And a very stupid One, it seems. She just….she just…” “Can one of you maybe…tell me what's going on?” Rosa looked at me with a strange expression, and placed a hand on my shoulder. “The man you just humiliated in public…that man right there? That's Xander De Luca.” Xander De Luca? I know that name. I've been hearing it in the news since the past decade and… Oh my god. My heart dropped in my stomach as realisation struck me. “Yes, Claire. You just in a way, provoked the most dangerous mafia in the country. And the last person in your shoes….him and his entire family were found dead in less than 24 hours.”

"She is in the Lycan Kingdom by now." Jackson stood in the doorway and said nothing. "She looked good," Clara said quietly. "Before the fall. She looked — settled. Happy." "I know," he said. He did know. He had seen it from the moment she stepped out of the car in that field, dressed for a workday, irritated rather than frightened, arguing her own case with the calm of someone who had nothing to be afraid of. He had seen it and told himself it was a performance. It had not been a performance.