Dracula Romance Novels Novels & Stories

He needs to do something about the bond. There has to be a way to break the bond. Arden would know. And if he doesn't, Lucas would. Lucas was the oldest vampire alive, and he also has the gift of healing. Not that vampires really needed healing. We have a special blood that heals us of every wound almost immediately. But, there are times Lucas skills came in handy. If Renee had brought him home when he collapsed, Lucas would have healed him. Why had he collapsed though? He can't seem to remember what happened that night. All he remembered was that he had smelled another vampire within the vicinity and had gone to search in the direction the smell was coming from thinking it was the lost one.

She thought that a Thaumaturge only flows in the blood of the two legendary vampire and werewolf—Dracula and Alexander Corvinus respectively. Downstairs, Cyrill and Rozelyn seem to just glare at one another. The ajar door had allowed the September breeze to enter the interiors of their abode. To be truthful, he hasn’t gotten over the incident at his orchestra event, caused by the person in front of him. In fact, his outfit still bears the Victoria’s Secret perfume that Henriz gifted to him last summer. It was Rozelyn who decided to shut the door. Cyrill’s gaze didn’t yield when his adoptive mom’s step daughter returned to the place where they were standing.

Nick and I nodded, “Do you accept your position as queen of the vampires and relinquish your life to the vampires as a hybrid?” “Yes.” “NO!” Mara yelled, but we continued, “Do you accept her as your queen, lover and mate?” Mandy asked Nick, he nodded, “Yes.” She took a knife and cut my hand first and then Nick’s, “This is the blood oath, this will bind your souls together for eternity.” She then muttered words in another language that sounded romanian or greek. She then placed our hands together and Nick bit my neck; I winced at the sudden pain but it soon disappeared

, Lucas said, as he smiled at his audacity. "All forgive you for tossing me in the air and ruining my perfect throne but whatever you do to me,starting from now will be done to Nicole. So if you love her and do not want to make her suffer pain then you will refrain from touching me and drop me down gently as I said", Dracula said. Lucas stared into Dracula's cold red eyes. He had figured out on his own that he loved her. He could tell he meant every word he said. Indeed he had heard stories about how good Dracula was at plotting his evil plans and now he could confirm it for himself.

Lupita assured him that they never had the courage to look at a single letter. Once she arrived, and under the light of a candle and an old desk, she opened the manuscript and found her mother's story. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------- Manuscript; When I arrived at my beloved Del Valle's apartment early that afternoon, the curtains were drawn, and behind them, the bright tropical sun left the room in a kind of perpetual twilight. Everything was perfect, spotless and tidy, as if it were a nun's quarters. The only evidence of life was a glass bookcase that housed three volumes: Wiseguy, Donnie Brasco and Mo

But I only grinned at him, revelling in my victory. Suddenly, he attacked my neck from behind, pulling my head back by my hair. He unleashed his inner monster, biting my neck and sucking my blood with an insatiable hunger. I turned him around to face me and captured his lips with mine. He gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and we kissed passionately, our bodies igniting with desire. It wasn't a normal kiss—it was filled with both love and the taste of blood. He bit and sucked the blood from my lips. I was the happiest person alive, knowing that I was satisfying my vampire boyfriend's hunger.

"We are here because our daughter really wanted to meet you. She had seen you occasionally at the vampire ball ceremony but didn't have the chance to talk or...." "So?" I cut in again. He became uneasy, and his daughter was already making that sad face, but who cares. "We discussed with your parents about a family bond. We are the rulers of the Draken clan of the vampire kingdom, clearly the greatest clan after this clan. My daughter has just one wish, and that's to get close to you and be your friend and.. you know... lover. She really loves you, and I can see you both would really match, and our family can bond to become undefeatable and greatest." He explained, saying every word with so m

He finally introduced himself. Harley couldn't help but smile. There was something about him that was less threatening compared to other blood suckers that she had encountered, and now she could finally put a name to the handsome face she'd been blatantly staring at. "Pretty human name to me, I'm Harley but it seems that you already knew that." She responded. "Why? What kind of name would you associate with a vampire?" He questioned. "Hmm… I don't know. Dracula, Vladimir, Lorenzo, something along those lines." She listed all the names that popped into her head.

“Why not Thena?” “I don’t know.” I looked down at the table. “It’s always been Wil. I grew up in a house full of boys—” “I like Thena better.” Though he must have been joking, he wasn’t smiling. I sat back. “No one calls me that.” Disregarding my statement, he said, “Thena Murray married Jonathan Harker and was seduced by the dark side.” He smiled ever so slightly. “Seduced by Dracula, you mean.” I knew my vampire lore.

he continued to whisper in a low but sultry voice directly into Darun’s ears who did his best to lean away, even as Geran continued to tightly hold on to him. “Relax…I promise that it won’t hurt…” “Are you crazy?” Drain screamed back with a slightly incredulous expression on his face, still convinced that Geran was half playing a joke on him. “You do know I’m a werewolf right and you’re a vampire…” Darun said but he was still speaking when he felt Geran hot fingers slide into his shirt and across his chest.