Danny Phantom Vlad Novels & Stories

the commander replies and prefers nothing at all. “GOOD, let’s get down to business, my name is VLAD but most people call me DRACULA.”

Sir Danilo yelled at his sons while looking at each of them, and we all remained silent. "You, Daryl. You are just like Scarlet, someone with many grand dreams and a selfish woman. But what? She lost everything, including her life, earlier than she thought," Sir Danilo said as he sat down on the single couch. Then, he looked at his sons with a sinister smile.

Moving strands of her hair behind her ears, she flinched, he sniffed her blood and snickered. “Take her to the dungeons. Silas will be here soon.” Vadim conceded. As they moved to the dungeons, Vadim returned to his throne. Some seconds after Esmeralda left with the human girl, he heard the door creak as it swung open and he directed his gaze to the entrance meeting his old-time friend, Silas Jaxon. “Vadim Quade. It has been a long time, my dear friend.” Silas smirked as he approached the throne while the vampires that he came with stood beside the door.

I spoke coldly before ending the call. Once I dropped my phone, I took out a stick of cigarettes from the pack then lit it and held it between my fingers. I took a long and slow drag as I stared into space, a smirk spreading at the corner of my lips. Why the heck would Jasper want to mess with Lucien Alessandro of all the people he could actually mess with and go scot free? I was just finishing the seventh stick of cigarette when Vlad walked inside with Jasper and Caspian. "Boss, he is here," Vlad announced once they stood in front of me.

Everything seemed crazy. There was no utility on questioning Mr. Daniel more. He was on the edge of a mental breakdown: He refused to consume anything that is not canned and whipped with alcohol every surface before touching it. No one blamed him for his fear. But Flora and Claude knew that Daniel was never wrong. The killer that murdered a mafia man, may aim for the other. The mission of Vlad was not only supervising Daniel, but also protecting him and observing his surroundings. The killer will forcely appear near.

‘We need Talia and the hybrid luna now more than ever to win this. It was at this very moment that a looming shadow raced ahead of the three—straight to the enemy’s major force. The enemy’s phantom king’s roar, which was twice larger than a griffin, was answered by an equally menacing roar. x-x-x-x-x The sight of hundreds of phantoms could not deter Alpha Dylan Cain, the renowned Blood Alpha of the Wolven Continent. The sight of the crumbling northernmost coast, the northern defense of the wolven territory, which he affirmed as one of his homelands before, could not shake him. Even the sight of wives and children parting away due to the war did not make him tremble except for those two words

The halberd burst into blinding silver flames and emitted a terrifying roar as it stabbed towards the banshee again. At that moment, Vlad joined his palms together. Spiritual flames raged on his body as he roared, "Domain: Banshee of Darkness, Soul Shackles."

"Do you know them?" Dante asked Dae in an emotionless tone reading papers of business. "No, I don't. " Dae answered. "The big man came to get the little one and they wanted to give me some...companion." "Fine. Do you like it, the companion?" "..." Without having an answer, Dante didn't ask more and continued to mind his own business. The little Dae looked out the window counting the raindrops. It seemed that he was enjoying more the silence.

Damien stood up, grabbed Vincent by the neck, and slammed him on the floor, made the floor shattered. That is a rare ability that Daniel has. Apart from having a sword that can kill anyone in one cut, he can stop the time for four seconds. For a vampire, four seconds is sufficient to kill an army of twenty people. Maybe, even more, depending on his fighting skills. “Kheeuuukkhhh~! ... ” Vincent squealed in pain, with Damien gripping him hard by the neck and slamming his head to the floor. Vincent completely collapses, with Damien still strangling Vincent by the neck to the ground. Vincent shrieked violently, while Damien just smiled lopsidedly with a very sharp gaze.

“My wolves will guide you to the City of Ghosts, otherwise you won’t find the way yourself. And only then, excuse me, but they will not allow the stone to be carried to the cardinal ... The trap closed. There was a cold breeze from the open door, and there, among the wet clearing, swift four-legged silhouettes were seen, but maybe it was only a play of the imagination. - So, like this? Vlad asked, still not wanting to believe that the person (although, is it a person?), whom he considered ... if not a friend, then an ally, definitely, simply, casually, in a bored and indifferent tone, sentenced him to death. Of course, Conrad could also be understood in some way - of course, he preferred the