Dracula Alucard Castlevania Novels & Stories

Drakes could not help but boast as he stood facing his first maker. “But you and I both know why I am here.” He added. “Yes, you are here to kill me as you did Aladdin, to take my powers like the ability to bestow immortality on anyone, a gift you want to give your Witches,” Alucard replied with a sullen tone, flapping his bat wings as he got down from the cave roof. “After I kill you, I am going to Kill the White Wolf Alpharix next and then finally the White Lion King himself. With all your powers I will be like a god and unstoppable.” Drake answered with greedy consuming his already dark eyes.

Dracula continued, “…they will banish him completely from the pack.” Lucan’s jaw tightened. “They won’t.” “They will,” Dracula said calmly. “And if that happens…” He paused. “…he may turn into a rogue wolf.” Lucan looked back at Damien. Still trying to hold onto something that was already gone. “No,” Lucan said quie tly. “That won’t happen.” Dracula didn’t argue. But his eyes said everything. But far away, Alpha Rowan had already sent his valuable spy, Rhea, who heard everything about Alpha Damien’s secrets and had already prepared to expose one of the greatest and strongest Alphas in the entire districts

“Alaric Vortemont. The vampire. He’s the one with those molten-silver eyes, always looking like he can peer into your very soul and tear it apart. He’s heir to one of the oldest vampire bloodlines in the world.” Mina jumped in, her tone smooth yet serious. “Then there’s Kade Thorne, the brooding werewolf. Tall, dark-haired, forever shoving his hands in his pockets like the universe has offended him. He’s Alpha-born, dangerously quiet, a real liability if you annoy him, especially on a full moon.” Caleb smirked, thrilled to add his piece. “And let’s not forget Damien Drakaris, the dragon. With his golden eyes and a sharp smile, it’s like he’s always plotting how to set the world ablaze. His f

He was one of the most terrifying figures active across the world. The last person beside him pulled down his blood-red cloak, revealing a stunningly handsome man in his early 20s. He had blood-red hair, blood-red pupils, and blood-red fingernails. However, he was no ordinary figure. He was Alucard Ludendorff, a high-ranking vampire archlord.

the professor continued, “our young man has a point. Vampires have something for everyone. Renfield, if you please.” Randolph tapped his fingers on a gray keyboard resting on his lap. The lights began to dim and a large white screen descended with a low whirr behind the professor. “Something for everyone, I was saying,” Professor Clerval said. “From Count Dracula” —he waved his hand toward the screen and the gruesome visage of the black-caped Bela Lugosi appeared—“to Lestat.” Tom Cruise's aristocratically handsome face replaced Lugosi's. “To Edward.” The young teen heartthrob Robert Pattinson now smiled out at them.

Doru remained on the balcony and looked mockingly at Bruce. “That toy is useless against me,” he sneered confidently. “These guards may have fallen prey to it because we are of a mutated lineage, but not me. I am Doru, the true and legitimate son of Dracula, Prince of Darkness. His blood runs pure through my veins and I cannot be destroyed.”

"You can't kill what's survived for five hundred years." "Everything can be killed," Marcus said quietly. "You just need to know how." Ivy looked up. "What do you know?" Marcus exchanged a glance with Dominic. "My family has... records. Histories of the old Alphas. Including Lucian Drăculești. He's not just a vampire-wolf hybrid. He's something else. Something darker." "Explain."

“My Alpha, an elder from Howling Moon Pack, is here to see you.” Alpha Campbell’s face creased. What was an elder of Howling Moon coming to his house for? His frown deepened. He'd just sent in more werewolf ladies, what else did he want from him? “Which of the elders?” He asked his man. “Elder Silas Darkthorn.” Immediately he sprung up in his seat. “Silas Darkthorn?” He muttered as he hurried over to the window and from there he peeped. Truly Silas Darkthorn was in the frontage of his house.

The head Alpha Alaric Donovan, the most powerful magnate in the entire werewolf world. I only saw him on the screen. He was definitely #1 World’s Most Handsome Male Werewolf, though personally I would put him up against males of any species. He had crisp black hair and those deep brown eyes typical of an alpha werewolf. He was also something of a mystery, Mr. Alaric, basically a recluse. Interestingly, though, Alpha Alaric’s child had been switched at birth with someone else's child in this very hospital. I overheard it from some of the other nurses.