Clawdeen Draculaura Frankie Novels & Stories

Then, I understood that the scent I had smelled back then had been the two vampires after Francium had shot them. The town was empty again save a few vampires that seemed to be closing in on us. Claire took a running leap, rendering a man’s head from his shoulders. She bowed her head and drank greedily. My stomach turned. Francium shoved me forward. “Follow Claire!” He said turning to cut off another vampire. I hadn’t expected him to shove the vampire back so easily. He shifted mid leap into a large, monstrous creature I couldn’t name with sharp talons and fangs before tearing into the man.

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...."

I had unknowingly closed my eyes. But when I opened them, the two alphas were face to face. He was foaming at the mouth as he banged against the glass, ramming it with his whole body as it shook. Dr. Dawson smirked. He taped the glass with a mocking expression. As the specimen had nothing he could think of doing for more intimidation. He started to pace back and forth, staring Dr. Dawson down, growling at him and baring his teeth.

a grayed haired female werewolf complained. "What are you suggesting we do then, you think we want to put our own kind at risk too? ," the mommy argued "We have been living peacefully all these years, I don't just understand why the count is doing this" suddenly they hear footsteps "You're late," Frankenstein says to the man on black "Am I? I didn't notice, the time wasn't in the invitation you know". He looks around and asks "where's drac?" "He's inside the meeting room," the werewolf said

My Beta might have the same suspicions, but he’d never voice them aloud, knowing it goes against our code. “Ow! What? She is, isn’t she? Xander hasn’t had an interest in a single woman in all the years we have known him,” Frankie defends. “Suddenly, this girl comes into the territory and she is moving in! Plus, Clara submitted to her! Submitted to her!” At this point, Fletcher’s entire body is shaking from the laughter he is trying to hold in. “You’re not supposed to talk about it!” Clara hisses, glancing at me warily. Having grown up in a pack, she knows and understands.

The two she wolves broke apart but did not stop sneering at themselves. “You both meet me in my office right now. I give you five minutes,” Derrick ordered before he stormed out. The two changed back into their human forms. The maids were by Laura's side in a flash and covered her up. “Bitch…” Clara snarled as soon she changed. “I won't ever let you take my sister's place…this position doesn't belong to you. It doesn't belong to you or anyone else!” “Let's see you stop me then.” Laura glared at her before she marched out.

I watched in satisfaction as a red welt formed along with drips of blood where my claws had scratched him. But it wasn’t good enough. No punishment was good enough for the monster who did this to Lily. “Lydia, shift back. Lydia shift back,” I vaguely heard a woman’s voice commanding me as I struck a low in the pot belly of the drunken fool. He let out a scream that sang to the anger Drusilla felt. I dug my claws in his skin. One swipe. That was all it would take to gut the bastard. Blood pooled around my claws from the perfect holes they dug in his skin.

I muttered in shock. The caramel wolf tackled the rogue with a bone-jarring impact. They rolled across the forest floor, a tangled mess of fur and claws. Clifford, its movements swift and precise, dominated the fight. With a powerful swipe of its paw, it delivered a fatal blow to the rogue, sending the creature limp and still. Panting, the Lycan turned towards us, its gaze settling on me for a fleeting moment before it shifted to Nicholas. It let out a low growl, the sound a silent communication.

she said then Damon came in and interupted us "what in the world are you two talking about"? he asked " you know i was just commenting on her scaf' i said "ehmm..... vera and mauriel are doing the dishes maybe you should go help for me please" he told Clara " does it looks like i do dishes" she said turning her eyes away from him "look at me, now your going to go check if mauriel meds help in the kitchen" he said persuading her " am going to go check if mauriel needs help in the kitchen, excuse me" she said (Walks away) " you know you can't keep doing This to people, you can't keep doing this to her they are Humans, they aren't puppet that you use as a vessel when ever you like,you feed on t

Hunter accused her playfully. She frowned. "Just admit you are not that good" She reported kicking the horse by its side as we pick up the race, we were still riding in silence when Claire unexpectedly screamed before rolling off the horse. I looked down at her in shock as an arrow pierce her back, Hunter jumped down from the horse but before he could get to her, we were surrounded by a pack of rogue werewolves, Claire once told me about them and how one can easily fish them out with their awful smell.