Dracula Blade: Trinity Novels & Stories

People called him the Untouchable king, because for the past twenty -five years no has been able to survive his touch. An ancient curse running through his blood, a curse which turns everyone into stone with just a touch. Forcing Kael Draven to rule his kingdom from behind black leather gloves, he lived with a crown and a curse with a lonely heart. Seraphina Vale never believed the terrifying stories until one careless accident changes everything. When she mistakenly grabs the king bare hands. The world holds its breath. But she didn’t turn to stone.

Zitrey just glared at him and went inside. Matt, seeing how far the distance between them, but she easily closed it by split of seconds, then rubbing his neck and feeling the pain, he had thought, “She was still young, yet have extra-ordinary skills and killing intent. Doesn’t feel pain. Truly a masterpiece of the Dark Moon. A perfect killing machine, that’s why they don’t want to let her go. However, if she won’t go back, those geezer thought its just best to kill her before she will turn her back and come against them. Crimson Blade is the double blade that they raised, and might come to their head. The key to annihilate those bastards Dark Moon.”

he growled. “Leila, Leila please talk to me!” I could hear Nick still on the phone. I watched as Dan raised the phone to his ear. “If I can’t have her then no-one can.” An evil smile appeared across his face as he hung up and pulled the knife out.

Each stab avoided my critical organs. I begged him to let me go, but he said, "Didn't you say you would always be with me, my darling?" I tried to flee when he went to the bathroom, but he caught me. He forced me to the balcony while brandishing his knife; I left a vivid trail of blood from the living room to the balcony. Underneath the moonlight, he stared at my right hand like a starved beast. Ultimately, he swung the blade at me, stabbing me in the heart. Then, he shoved me off the balcony of our apartment, which was on the 20th floor.

The man called Tristan said. “Your brother fall into the wrong company. It’s not Black Dragon’s fault that he died.” The other man calmly explained. Wow… That man is different from this one. He had some decency left. “I will kill that Black Dragon.” Tristan said again. “I said I didn’t know you or your brother.” JD said as he came into the room. “I am Tristan Montero, brother of Ernest Montero, the one you killed on one of the warehouses in downtown L.A. last week.” Tristan angrily said.

My eyes narrowed imperceptibly as I scanned the horizon. "Not yet. But Ross Drake is dead. And investigation said it might be Hunter Violet. The killing method was different but the signature mark was there. A wound of hairpin in his neck!" My brows knitted, a subtle flare of nostrils as my jaw tightened. Ross Drake was a womaniser. He was ruthless enough to kill all the girls and made their wax doll for his collection. Well, it was predictable. "And this time, Hunter Violet appeared as an Omega slave. The witnesses who were there that night, said that she had a tattoo on her left waist, a black cat and a violet flower."

Her hands fumbled in the corner, the sound of zippers and clattering makeup spilling onto the floor. “I—I can’t find it!” she stammered. The shadow creature twisted under me, throwing its weight. My grip slipped, claws raking down my ribs. Pain flared white and hot. “You’ll find it now,” I snapped, forcing its head against the rug. “Or she dies!” That jolted her. Pelin scrambled to her bag, yanking the red crescent blade free. It glowed faintly, the markings along its edge pulsing like embers.

“It’s that I don’t believe you control Andronika ’s fate!” Color drained from Alpha Orion's face, and then with a swift action, he pulled his blade and pushed the tip to Tristan's throat. I drew out my weapon but then hesitated as a trickle of blood streamed down Tristan's skin, knowing that any action on my side may see him dead.

They traveled through the city, searching for any sign of the powerful vampire. As they walked, Blade told Tangerine more about himself. He explained that he had become a hunter to protect innocent lives, and that he didn't believe in killing vampires unless they posed a direct threat to humans. Tangerine found herself warming up to Blade. He seemed sincere and trustworthy, and she appreciated his dedication to protecting the world. Finally, they arrived at Uno's lair. Tangerine knocked on the door, and after a few moments, it opened to reveal Uno himself.

The inability to wield the Draco Force left Adrian compromised in terms of strength. While he had faced situations where his abilities were hindered before, this instance was the most thorough—his Draco Force was utterly gone. Now, Adrian's sole reliance was on the weapons on him. However, the Divine Frost Slayer Blade and Hellblade were not compatible. The Divine Frost Slayer Blade seemed constantly poised to consume the Hellblade, yet the enigmatic Hellblade was clearly formidable. Thus, the Divine Frost Slayer Blade waited for an opportunity.