Clawdeen Draculaura Frankie Novels & Stories

Hollis: “Rip Claw warriors at your disposal during any future attacks in exchange, I want Frankie to make Lady Keegan his Luna.” Frankie: “ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND?” Frankie jumped up and was nearly lunging for Alpha Hollis when I grabbed hold of Frankie before he was able to make physical contact. “Calm down son. Hold on just a minute and calm down.” I said before facing Hollis.

Someone behind the counter turned up the volume on the TV, and the calm voice of a news reporter came blasting through the speakers. "Two weeks ago, the Alpha of the Lunar Dusk pack declared Drax Freling a fugitive for crimes against the entire werewolf species. Miss Rissa and Miss Lily, whose photographs also appear below, have also been declared wanted, dead or alive, for aiding and supporting the fugitive."

"Dalia and Frank went out to—“ just then two wolves come through the woods. Frank's wolf is big and gray, Dalia's is smaller and brown. Olivia is a mix of both, but mostly brown. They both shift before they get closer and Frank stands in front of Dalia to cover her while she dresses before he does. "Daniel Griffin. Just the man I wanted to see," Frank mutters as he starts to approach, without any kind of amusement in his deep voice and my stomach drops to the floor. I didn't imagine he could talk so fast, but I should have figured. Frank is way too strong and being in wolf form even more so. "Let's go up to my office." The house is quiet and on the way to Frank's office we have to pass Olivi

I moaned, and if not for the fact I wanted revenge, I would have ripped his heart off his chest. “You have got something there,” he commented, with a lot of lust in his eyes. I took a peep at Tasha, and she was already tearing up, trying to hide the fact that she was crying. She wiped her tears with a handkerchief and tried to take her gaze somewhere else but it seemed impossible, “I have more that I would love to share,” I said, licking my bottom lips. Without hesitation, Klau grabbed my neck and pushed me to the wall. “We are spending a night with the Lycan king, we will be in the visitor’s chambers, Meet me by noon, Room one hundred and twenty-two,” He said, licking my neck.

'My dearest Hazel, I would like to start out by saying that I love you. I'm sorry that I wasn't strong enough to fight for you and your mother. You both were everything to me. I doubt this letter will ever get to you, but it's worth a shot. A man by the name of 'Joshua' has captured me, in hopes to gain information that I know about the Lycan kind. He had promised me that he would let you and your mother down easy, and let you two get over the loss of me in the best possible way. I didn't die- but I probably will. Just know that when I do, you and your mother will be the last thing in my head. I love you both more than anything. Take care of her. March 8th, 2015'

He flipped open the first page of the file and scanned in a hurry. "Ophelia Randy, female, age - 45, mother of three, omega, werewolf form description- forest green eyes, height 6'2 , black fur." He paused. "Why is she on the list? The werewolf I fought with isn't a she-wolf, Clara," he stated, closed the file, and tossed it on the rear seat. "She wasn't in the dungeon last night, my findings made me realize she wasn't in the city during the blood moon," Clara explained, her gaze fixed on Liam.

Drake yelled. “I said it’s not time yet. He has to face his past, that's the only way he can get out alive. Even if Ethan wakes up now, and Lucain hasn’t yet gotten over his parents death. He will still get trapped!. This is the reason why I hate werewolves, y’all are just so dumb. I’m warning you again Drake, I’m only tolerating you because of Lucian. Do not get on my bad side”. Vanessa yelled for the first time, her eyes changing to white.

There is no time, and I do not need to. The first Lycan lunges from the shadows near the stone fountain, fast and sloppy, he is overconfident. I pivot at the last second, ducking under his grasp. My elbow drives up hard into his ribs, knocking the breath from him. Before he can recover, I grab his wrist, twist, and use his own momentum to slam him into the stone edge of the fountain. He crumples with a stunned snarl, not unconscious, but he is out of the fight.

It fell on the floor, and some spilled on Travis. “Do you really want to kill yourself here?!” Travis yelled as he used his hand to wipe the water off his body. “You want to see your husband right?” Queen Diana touched my face, and I nodded my head, “You must eat something, then I will talk to the Lycan.” This was a trick, and I wasn't going to fall for it; I shook my head in disagreement, “You want your husband before you eat?” “I want my husband to feed me with his hand,” I said. Elena looked at me softly before she informed them of what I had said.

But her small hands reached for the doorknob, turning it slowly. The hallway was dark, the only light coming from the flickering flames of the candle downstairs. Blood smeared the walls, a crimson trail leading to the shattered front door. And then she saw it. A figure loomed in the shadows, its eyes glowing like embers. Its claws dripped with blood, and its growl rumbled like a predator savoring its kill. Lysandra’s legs gave out, her small frame collapsing to the floor. The creature turned to her, its lips curling back to reveal sharp, glistening fangs.