Dracula Fanfic Novelas e Histórias

" I asked her, walking towards the bed. "The stars are such a lovely view to behold. But right now, you're the perfect view to behold". She said in a small whisper as I sat at the edge of the bed. I leaned in and lay on my back, looking up at her. "It'll be a much more perfect sight of you lean in closer". I mouthed. As if compelled by a spell, she began leaning in. That was when I felt someone trying to mindlink me. I opened up my mind. It was Dracula.

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

Fenrir POV “Stop talking,’’ I muttered under my breath as Draca wouldn’t stop talking about one of the werewolves whose backside was attractive and could make every other werewolf male except for me go crazy. I stared at her and shook my head in response to Draca’s wish. There was no way I was going to fuck a female serving just to satisfy Draca’s desires. ‘’But I need my energy at the moment and you wouldn’t let me fuck that human because you have feelings for her and you’ve had her in your mind ever since they left for the forest,’’ he didn’t lie because it was the truth but I never expected him to put it that way.

She pouted then trudged out of the room. Nadia widened her eyes as the man came closer to her. He lifted his own wrist to his mouth and chomped down. The sound of breaking skin sent a cringing shiver down her spine. Blood pooled from the prick and Damon offered her his wrist. Nadia instantly shook her head. “You’re delusional.” She retorted. Damon furrowed his brows. “Vampire blood heals little wolf.” He urged his wrist forward for her to take. “I’m not drinking that.” She pursed her lips.

I complained with a groan and they stopped. "Stop being a kill joy and get yourself a girlfriend.... Did you convince Fiona?" Dray Implored and I nodded with a smile. "Yay! We gonna have a party! I'm inviting all my girls to school" Ava beamed with a purr, sometimes I wonder why Dracula involved her.

The touch of an alpha steadying his trembling bride. His hand slid to the back of my neck, tilting my head to the side, and his teeth grazed my skin, and my whole body tensed. A tear slipped down my cheek. Why? Why was he doing this? His teeth pressed harder, just enough to sting as his fangs sank into my flesh. Pain exploded through me. A strangled cry tore from my throat despite his warning. My hands clutched his ceremonial robes as a searing heat raced through my veins, branding me from the inside out.

I couldn’t help but feel the urge to snatch the ruby necklace, as though it was alive and calling for me to claim it. “She’s not interested,” Sebastian growled, his tone low and venomous. His arm shifted, subtly pushing me further behind him, pulling my eyes off the ruby. I hugged the book closer to my chest as I watched the two men have a stare off. The vampire chuckled—a soft, melodic sound that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. “Oh, but she is. Aren’t you, Amara?” He took a few steps closer, forcing another low growl to rise from Sebastian.

I watched with my heart in my stomach as my blood slowly dropped into his mouth and I was thankful for the fact that no one was around here. For I couldn't afford any scandals over this. It was too weird a situation. "Please, please wake up" I whispered this like a mantra as I held the man and watched him intently. His veins were still visible on his neck and jaw and his eyes were shut but I didn't give up. I held my wrist over his mouth and continued begging him to wake up. After what felt like four minutes, the veins on his neck began to vanish and the man dragged in a ragged breath as he held my wrist firmly and buried his fangs into them.

My whole body tingled with heat, and even my pheromones rippled imperceptibly. My heart tightened. I unconsciously increased the grip on his hand. As we approached the emergency exit, I suddenly heard a "tick-tock, tick-tock" sound. The sound of the fight had masked it when we arrived, but now that it was quiet, the noise was particularly clear. Could it be a bomb? My heart chilled, and at that moment, the ticking sound suddenly turned into an electrical noise. Almost by werewolf instinct, I lunged at Cyrus. The moment my body pressed against his, the cedar scent enveloped me like a tidal wave, along with the subdued dominance characteristic of the Lycan bloodline.