Clawdeen X Draculaura Novels & Stories

I grabbed a letter opener and jimmied it until it popped open. Inside were old-looking documents and notebooks. I pulled out the top one with my trembling hands. The first page had handwriting I recognized as Draven’s. 'The double bond is rare. Moon Goddess sometimes grants an Alpha two mates when the pack faces great danger. One fated by blood and alliance. The other one fated by soul. Choosing only one breaks the balance. But pack law forbids a human Luna. I feel both bonds. Seraphina and Buttercup. It is stronger with Buttercup. What the fuck am I supposed to do?'

Ellisia smugly laughs out. “Back on topic please.” I call back, motioning for Lia who stares between Sky and I for a moment before returning back to the movie selection “Mister heart throb Damen Mathews staring in Darlings of the Forest.” Lia hands me a tablet with the movie already opened up. Sky reads out the synopsis of the movies, a love feud between a Werewolf Pack and a Fae clan where the Daughter of the Fae Queen is mated to the Son of the Alpha of the Pack. My face scrunches at the cliché story line, thinking about how it reminds me of something else, something I can’t place my finger on.

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.

Layla's POV: The last few lectures have been about things such as werewolves, witches, and vampires. The Professor has also spoken in depth about the history of Draphend and its association with the supernatural. I am eager to learn more about these beings, hoping to find out more about myself as well as the Draven family. The night Mr Draven hired me he told me of the family's secret. They are vampires. He assured me I was in no danger as they fulfill their thirst for blood on animals. For some strange reason I felt at ease as soon as I entered the Draven manor. I willingly accepted the job and since then I have been reading and studying as much as I can on vampires.

The bar lady asked seeing his glass empty. "Please" he said pushing it forward. The reports, once prince, then king Raymondias Vladimir Dracul fell in love with an Omega twin blood named Tala Tamaska, he cleared his throat, its like a dog falling in love with a fruit bat in his eyes, Danté didn't give a damn how strong love is, try screwing a dog whilst your dick is attached to a bat... What does one even call that? Beasteality? Inter species porn? It sickened him.

Trixie said as they cut the corner down another hallway, running straight into something that felt like a brick wall but was just a hard chest. “Draden! I can’t believe you found me, I’m so ready to get the fuck outta here and get to my babies.” “Shawna.” “Is Mina and Lahni here, because I need to tell them that Tavie is out here try to kill me.” “SHAWNA!” “What Trixie, we are getting outta here, Draden is a dragon, so we ain’t got shit to worry about.” “God damnit, Shawna you need to learn to read the fucking room. I swear dying killed some of your brain cells, because your throwing off, you acting like the females in the scary movies who runs, falls, and think the cop in the bloody shir

At the same time, Lucian Draven claimed Aurora from behind while Viktor and Marcus worshipped their mouths. The merged bloodlines clashed in a grand, dangerous symphony. The Draven contingent integrated with refined dominance. Cassandra’s own daughter knelt before young Giulia, licking her eagerly while Elias fucked the younger girl from behind. Other Draven relatives paired with Kane and Voss members, cocks and tongues claiming holes with precise, experienced hunger. The wet, rhythmic sounds of penetration — slick squelch, soft gasps turning into deep moans — filled the night. Milk flowed freely from Sophia’s breasts, smearing across Cassandra’s skin and dripping onto those beneath her with

Melonie sent me a shocked glance, “You have the blood of a harlot in you… but I wouldn't blame you.” I grinned, “Forget him! My Arlo is even cuter.” “Hey Clara,” Alpha Vargus called, “Meet Dracula. He's the Alpha of a small pack in the woods. He was originally the alpha of us all, but when crazy things started happening and we needed to reunite with you all so we could fight together, he flew to the woods and made me the alpha. He's obsessed with privacy and he thinks he can fight anything on his own.” “Dracula, meet Clara, the lady I told you about and Melonie… the dragon wolf. Dracula is here for the wedding,” he added.

To put it mildly. “The Claws run a bit of a…. an underground competition, shall we say, where we pitch two men — fine athletes — against each other for sport. Then, our guests are free to place wagers on the fighters.” “Spit shine a turd, it’s still shit,” Declan said with a grin, which Patrick immediately mirrored.

Chapter 18 The Life After Death (The Last Reign of Vampires) In the very wild farm owned by the Bladimr Family, they chose to bury the remains of Dralia Vara Caldaraba, the child of Delia, and Dracu who went missing a long time ago.