Dracula Blade Novels & Stories

Count Vlad asked, leaning forward, eager to hear his response. "Absolutely," Blade nodded. Count Vlad leaned back in his seat, nodding slowly as he looked around the room. "Then the matter is settled. Darick The Bloodthirsty, you are hereby free to go." "No!” Lord Silas screamed as he fell to his knees. With my heart in my throat, I raced to Blade's side and bear-hugged him. "You're alive! How did you escape?" I asked and kissed Blade on his forehead. "Do you remember what Edward told us as boys?" Blade responded, finally looking me in the eye.

- Well, Alud, I will certainly tell you if I see something, I myself am extremely interested in my nature of seeing your world. I see you are tired, you can rest in the bedroom on the second floor - Conrod says, looking at the leader of the werewolves. Indeed, Alud had not yet fully recovered from the battle and escape from prison and looked extremely exhausted. Alud nodded approvingly and embracing Yulia went up to the second floor with her. Duk, meanwhile, took out a long bundle tightly wrapped in cloth from a black bag. Turning it halfway, Conrod saw an unusual-looking blade, all covered with hieroglyphs, which burned slightly, as if a flashlight was built into it. Duk placed the blade ca

someone screams. But Jamie's not attacking. She's using Elena's size against her. Runs under her. Between her legs. Too small and fast to catch. Gets behind her. Where the neck meets the shoulder. The weak point Meredith showed her. Dragon bone blade raised. One shot. One chance. She jumps. Higher than human should. Dragon magic enhancing. The blade drives into the weak point. Deep. Through scales. Through crystallized essence. Elena roars. Not pain. Shock. "How... that's impossible..." She shifts back to human. The blade still embedded.

The monster didn’t even flinch as Brandon looked up and nodded at Dax before he worked his arm free and grabbed the hilt, pulling it out and plunging it back in over and over again. At first, the Vampire seemed to think it was funny, laughing and swinging Brandon back and forth like the blade was tickling him. But then, his countenance shifted, and as Brandon stabbed him for the fourth or fifth time, he screamed out in pain. The Guardian dragged the blade down as far as he could reach and then pulled it straight up as the bloodsucker went rigid, and his knees buckled.

I only needed his mark. My steps echoed against the floor as I moved toward the far end of the room, where a locked chest rested. I knelt, retrieved the hidden key from beneath a loose tile, and opened it. Inside lay a single silver blade and a vial of venom from the deadlands; undetectable, swift, and excruciating. “One night left, Clarissa,” I whispered, holding the blade to the candlelight. “Either Drey gives me everything, or you breathe your last.”

Chad Lloyd laughed loudly before quickly walking over to Zeppelin. By now, Zeppelin was barely alive. His body was all tied up in chains. “Dragon Blade.” Chad picked up Dragon Blade that Zeppelin had dropped on the ground and looked over at Zeppelin with an evil look on his face. “Southriver City’s Blade Maniac, Riverdale’s Fiend, hahaha... If you die in my hands, I will be able to brag about it for the rest of my life.” With that, Chad picked up Dragon Blade with a murderous look in his eyes as he swung it against Zeppelin’s neck.

said Hayden running his hand through his frozen wife, the glass breaking into tiny chards falling to the ground. "You think you're all powerful? You think," A bloody cough. "You think this is over." Eric laughs between his bouts of coughs. "He's coming, a monster worse than you that will eat you." His eyes turned to Hayden. "Both of you he'll devour. A reckoning is coming and you won't ever be able to stop it." Eric pulled a knife, stabbing me into the shoulder as I threw him across the room. "What is this supposed to do?" I asked pulling it out. " A wooden knife. Don't make me laugh. Stakes don't kill us. But what I do will kill you. "