Dracula Owl Novels & Stories

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.

He hung up the call and I pulled my knees to my body, sitting against a rock, trying to keep warm and awake as the drizzle intensified and turned to rain, rustling the leaves above me. I must have drifted into sleep because the next thing I knew a cold wolf's nose was poking my cheek. I gasped in shock, practically falling over, and then remembered that it was probably Tyce. He was a huge wolf—bigger than my dad in his wolf form. I couldn't make out what color his fur was except that it was dark, reminding me of a grizzly bear. His amber eyes were more vibrant than usual, glowing, staring into mine. I assumed it must have been his night vision that made them appear that way.

Mostly in fear that this dream would vanish and I wouldn’t get the answers that I want. “Our brother, Adron, runs…created the underworld. He has fully gone under and lives there now. It is a completely different plane and unfortunately, we don’t have access to it. Adron has created all the evil creatures that you have learned about, dragons and what not, but he has also created a creature called vamolves. When a vampire or wolf is on the brink of death, he will show up and put a poison in their body. This poison makes them have the abilities of both wolf and vampire.” Althea said looking sad.

"I guess that I wasn't aware that vampires could even have children, other than in Twilight." Lance chuckled. "We can... with human mothers. Our son is a dhampir… like in Twilight." He laughed at his own joke. When the elevator doors opened, he stepped out and I followed. "Maddox, please tell Xander and Elias that I will take it from here." Maddox nodded once. "Yes, Mr. Steel." Then he headed down the hallway and stopped before a door. When he opened it, the blood-curdling screams of a man came from inside.

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.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

The bar lady asked seeing his glass empty. "Please" he said pushing it forward. The reports, once prince, then king Raymondias Vladimir Dracul fell in love with an Omega twin blood named Tala Tamaska, he cleared his throat, its like a dog falling in love with a fruit bat in his eyes, Danté didn't give a damn how strong love is, try screwing a dog whilst your dick is attached to a bat... What does one even call that? Beasteality? Inter species porn? It sickened him.