Dracula Owl Novels & Stories

“What the fuck is that?” I sigh loudly. He is marching into Morvathuun, and he has no idea what is waiting for us on the other side. “It is a Draaghul Craven.” He wrinkles his nose in disgust. “What do they do?” “They are birdlike carrion feeders, with decayed human faces and glowing violet eyes. They are the bottom feeders of the Dark Realm, but if you see them, something scarier is lurking nearby.” He steps back. “So they are like a bad omen?”

“There’s more. The scent on the corpses wasn’t just wolf. There was dragon shifter energy mixed in. This wasn’t the work of rogues. It was a hybrid—a powerful one.” “Fuck,” I muttered. “This is a big problem.” “Exactly,” Drake said. “We could be dealing with a hybrid who has the energy of both a vampire and a dragon. Or a wolf-vampire hybrid.” “They have names, you know,” Drake added. “What?” “A dragon-vampire hybrid is called a Draculeth. A wolf-vampire hybrid is called a Lycavor. And as for hybrids with witch powers… well, those are so rare, they’re not even named in our history. Same goes for the hybrid who has two animal spirits”

“We know that he has returned from hell, and because of his time spent on the other side, his power has grown strong. He is full of tricks the likes of which we’ve never seen before.” Audience members looked around at one another, catching each other’s eyes, but once again no one said a word. “You have heard the rumors, yes? Dracula can shift his shape, becoming a bat or a wolf at will. He can turn into a fog or mist. He has the mental power of manipulation. You may have him cornered and then suddenly decide you should let him go for no apparent reason. To combat this, we have brought in some of the most talented emotional manipulators available to us.” She gestured to a group sitting near t

She had only seen them once in the book, but she could recognise them like she had known them forever. High Lord Draven, the Parliamentarian Vampire, had silky black hair and dark red eyes that were emotionless. His face was lean and hollow, and his very pale skin, which was almost as white as his robe, made him look dead. By his right was the much larger High Lord Boris, the Parliamentarian werewolf with shaggy brown hair, dark brown eyes, and rich dark skin. A scowl was on his lips, and he stared at her with more hate than the rest.

But Vladimir did not pay her any attention. Mitch looked around once to get his bearing. Then he ran down the dark hallway. They went down two flights of stairs, they were underground now. He kicked a door open and that gave way to a long cave-like tunnel. In the middle was the largest vampire Mitch had ever seen. "Oh shit," Draco said under his breath as he saw the guard. "Vorenus is here," Mitch said. "Yeah, and so is that Frankenstein monster," Draco said slowly. He dropped his spear and took off his trousers before he shifted. He shook his fur and bared his teeth at the vampire.

Terravyn (TAIR‑ə‑vin) – Earthbound dragons, connected to stone, root, and beast, seen as wise and enduring. Velastra (vuh‑LAS‑trə) – Wind and sky dragons, swift and elusive, believed to hear the voices of fate. Drakarae (drə‑KAR‑ay) – Arcane dragons who focused on magical study over territory. They were secretive, rumored to hoard ancient knowledge. Werewolf Pack Names Hawthorne (HAW-thorn) – The legacy pack, known for producing leaders and warriors, respected and feared across all werewolf lineages.

The hybrid would need to suck on blood and feed for him to regain his strength, and Drake was an easy target. “Clubs are open for all, wolves, vampires, and witches, or do you have a sign that says otherwise, because I don’t recall seeing one.” He said, glaring at me. Elena handed him a bottle of water and another closed black bottle. He raised an eyebrow at her and she nodded.

Gigi instantly followed suit, doing the same thing. I barely processed what had happened when a scream left my lips at the monster that emerged. Her form was that of a wolf that had begun decaying, skin eaten away by bacteria, exposing the bones and organs inside her on her chest and legs. Her eyes switched to night vision and glowed a terrifying red. It was as if a zombie had climbed its way to earth in order to feed on all our pups.

Turning around on the vanity stool, I slipped into my high heels and smoothed my hands over my blue silk dress. Elias shrugged into his suit coat. "Vampires are made from humans, and then dhampirs are born from a human mother and a vampire father. It's much the same with wolf-shifters except in the Ceremony of Making, the candidates go before the Moon Goddess in the Standing Stones, and if chosen, they become full wolf-shifters, just like all of us." "So, they'll go before the Moon Goddess like I did when I became a Luna." I nodded, understanding.

It was easily twice the size of the werewolves that had been chasing her, and it moved with a grace and power that was almost supernatural. Drakken. With a fierce snarl, he leaped at the werewolves, his massive jaws snapping shut on their necks and crushing their bones with a sickening crunch. One by one, the werewolves fell to the ground, their bodies limp and lifeless. Drakken's heart was still racing from the intense fight he had just endured with the pack of werewolves. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, but his focus was quickly drawn to Eleanor. She was still kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down her face as she gazed up at the moon.