Dracula Owl Novels & Stories

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

Dean sounded bitter. Dr Rainwood sighed. "Try not to upset yourself with worst case scenerios, master Dean...Dominic Carlyle is only twenty four...werewolves live for about two hundred and fifty years...he's in his prime for at least a hundred of that...but..." He trailed off with a small grumble of discontent. "But what, Doctor?" Dean's voice sounded gravelly down the phone and Doctor Rainwood gulped. "Oh, nothing really...I was just thinking hypothetically...in regards to an Alpha being born..."

The men gasped at the sight, now realizing that Draco's curse wasn't just a rumor like everyone had thought. The scholar Draco had contacted concerning his other form had said he was a Wraithling, while another called him a beast because of how scary and huge he was. Unlike every other lycan, Draco's was bigger and towering with wings as wide as a Dragon's. He had scales on his face with long fangs and claws that could spell death for someone upon a single graze. Two horns jut out from his temple, curved with ridges. Draco's beast was powerful, horrid, and fast. It had an uncontrollable hunger for blood.

Dracula continued, “…they will banish him completely from the pack.” Lucan’s jaw tightened. “They won’t.” “They will,” Dracula said calmly. “And if that happens…” He paused. “…he may turn into a rogue wolf.” Lucan looked back at Damien. Still trying to hold onto something that was already gone. “No,” Lucan said quie tly. “That won’t happen.” Dracula didn’t argue. But his eyes said everything. But far away, Alpha Rowan had already sent his valuable spy, Rhea, who heard everything about Alpha Damien’s secrets and had already prepared to expose one of the greatest and strongest Alphas in the entire districts

A radiant red light glow under Dracula's his chest, the stone sank in his flesh causing him to scream out, on seeing that the werewolf backed away. Draky was lifted high with his eyes all red screaming and peeling off his skin. New fresh giant bat-like wings sprung out from his back, his teeth became ever so long down to his jaw, his body grew bigger. Feeling the power he laughed out loud, stopping a lightning bolt with only a finger and sending it straight to the wolf. The zeta wolf never gave up, even if the bat was five times his side, he lurched forward on all fours. Dracula grabbed him by the leg once he was high in the sky, slamming him down several times on the floor.

“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” I frowned. “How the hell do you know all this?” Drake smirked. “I read ancient books. You should try it sometime.” I rolled my eyes. “You? A nerd? I didn’t see that coming.” “I’ve been doing my homework while you’ve been handling the pack duties,” he said. His tone grew serious as he added, “And I found something in that abandoned lab we raided—the one where we freed the hybrids.” My heart sank at the grim look on his face. “What did you find?”

The men gasped at the sight, now realizing that Draco’s curse wasn’t just a rumor like everyone had thought. The scholar Draco had contacted concerning his other form had said he was a Wraithling, while another called him a beast because of how scary and huge he was. Unlike every other lycan, Draco’s was bigger and towering with wings as wide as a Dragon’s. He had scales on his face with long fangs and claws that could spell death for someone upon a single graze. Two horns jut out from his temple, curved with ridges. Draco’s beast was powerful, horrid, and fast. It had an uncontrollable hunger for blood.

The pack members scattered, their faces etched with fear, their eyes wide with horror. In the center of the clearing, a monstrous figure loomed, its dark form shifting and growing. Moonlight cast an eerie glow on the creature, revealing its thick black fur, its piercing yellow eyes, and its gnashing teeth. It was Draven, mid-transformation, his human form battling the wolf within.

He counted the number of wolves left and it was only the court members and their families. From the side of his left eye, he saw Ava and his mom. He turned to look at them fully and hurried to where his mom was, he hugged her immediately and she hugged him back, tears of joy dropping from her eyes. He had so much to say but couldn't say a thing as he stared at her with a wide smile. Dracula held eye contact with Ava and smirked evilly then teleported to Brooklyn's house. "Brooklyn we need to fight now" Dracula called out.

Angel then disappears from in front of him. Drake then pushes forward out of the little crater and into the air. He is now pulsating with great power. He starts to glow an eerie red and black color. The power makes a giant red sphere around him. When he breaks out of it he has been transformed into a giant powerful jet black wolf with blood-red eyes. He then starts his brutal attack on the Whitlock monsters. All the while hearing his master explain their story.