Dracula And Lisa Novels & Stories

"Wait for a while I'm sure your strength will be back soon. He nodded his head and closed his eyes. "My lord!! Lisa rushed to me bleeding with a vampire chasing. I quickly approached the vampire with a hand on his head I pulled his head off his body. Lisa cried and slumped beside Raul holding his arm trembling in fear.

This can't happen again, not the same pattern please God. My body becomes petrified and I feel chills running through my body, I see the image of Sierra lying on the bed with blood everywhere, except that instead of Sierra's face, I see Lisa, lying in the bathtub, her head completely covered with foam. I rush to her side and pull her against me. "Lisa opens her eyes. " She opens her eyes and gives me a surprised look, she looks around and then sets her gaze on me again. "Drake? What are you doing here? "

I confessed, “He definitely won't smile at us and let us have it.” “Your friend, Lavanya blurted out and we all snapped our heads seriously to look at her. “Alpha Vargus's friend,” she added. “My friend who?” Alpha Vargus asked innocently. “She's talking about Dracula,” Clara declared and Lavanya gave her a thumbs up. “Why should I bring Dracula into this?” Alpha Vargus asked, “I told you… he's very obsessed with privacy.”

They came endlessly from the depths of the forest. Lisa had struck a bargain with their leader. She had traded the blood of the entire Black Wood Pack for the power to destroy me. Drew stood frozen and watched the pack he had sworn to protect crumble before him. The stepsister he had spoiled for years had become a mad wolf who invited enemies into their own home. "Lisa," he murmured in disbelief. He staggered toward her but was kicked aside by a vampire before crashing to the ground. The vampire sneered. Lisa looked down at him coldly.

His eyes landed on the Picasso on the wall, then the skyline view, and finally, me. He blinked. "I’m looking for Dr. Vale," he said, his voice raspy. "The Viper." I didn't stand up. I didn't smile. I just watched him over the rim of my cup. "You found her." Lucas frowned, squinting at me. He took another step closer, and then he froze. His nostrils flared, trying to catch a scent, but I was wearing heavy blockers. To him, I smelled like nothing but expensive perfume.

Just watched her. She stared at me like I was the one who needed convincing. “Did you hear me? He’s not human.” “I heard you,” I said evenly. “But you were about to say more. What else do you know?” Lisa hesitated. Her lip quivered, and her arms crossed tightly over her chest. “I’m not messing around, Nat. That meet-and-greet? It was crawling with them. Vampires, Strigois, whatever. The same things Alester rants about. Adrian—he’s one of them. A monster.”

His chanting only grew louder, harsher, as though he were determined to drown me in it. “She’s a fox,” a familiar voice said sharply. “And this is one of her tricks. If you stop the ritual now, she’ll wipe us all out.” Lisa. My heart lurched. I knew that voice. I couldn’t mistake it. Lisa—the girl I had thought was human. The girl I had trusted. But she was a werewolf. “Adrian,” I said again, my voice changing as instinct took over—smoother now, softer, threaded with command. Seductive. Dangerous. “Don’t listen to Lisa. You love me, don’t you? I’m yours. Stop the ritual now.”

Drake would be the unyielding force by Silas' side as long as he planned to harm them because of a grudge that went beyond life and death. Meanwhile, Silas reclined on his throne within the dimly lit chamber of the vampire citadel, his mind preoccupied with the enigma that was the female Lycan. Drake, his ever-loyal right-hand man, had proven himself to be a formidable asset when it came to gathering information. Silas knew he could rely on his cunning and resourcefulness to unveil the identity of the mysterious Lycan female. He leaned back, the cool darkness enveloping him as his thoughts delved into the complexities of the supernatural world.

Darcy had just warged into Cahir and the Grand Maester instead of the wolf and dog. “Darcy?” Ava’s voice was a strained whisper, but Darcy didn’t respond. She remained motionless, her red eyes fixed upon the men she now held captive. Axel, for a moment, forgot his fury, feeling a deep shiver as he witnessed the unleashed supernatural power of his daughter’s Lycan heritage. Darcy’s body didn’t respond. Her eyes remained blank, her face unmoving, as if frozen in time. Axel’s heart raced, panic creeping up his spine.

I said to him as I jerked my head towards Joel, who dragged in Rhiannon, whose hands were tied up and they dragged out their Luna. “Rhia!” The Luna shouted as soon as she saw her children’s blood coming out of her mouth as I looked at her “How could you do this?” The Luna asked me as I smiled weakly. “I promise to let everyone live as long as I get Drake,” I said to her as she closed her eyes, shaking her head. “You will never get to him,” she hissed. Sawyer swiftly moved, ripping out the beta’s heart as blood fell from his mouth as the wife burst out crying.