Dracula's Darling Novels & Stories

“And you liked it, didn’t you, darling?” Her fiery gaze from when she arrived pins me, “Don’t call me that i am nobody’s darling.” “You’re wrong, Mirabelle.” I shake my head. “You’re your stepbrother’s darling and you love that don’t you?” “Get out,” she snarls, pulling her shirt down. “You got your way.” My way?

she whispered and I smiled. “Well after a certain jewel got missing in our home last night, I connected the dots together and made my own little research as you can see there”. “Now should we talk about your other identity? Darana of the Twilight Rose trio, or should I say the mistress of seduction and deception as people like to call you?”. I watched as the color drained from her cheeks and my smile widened. Backing people into a corner was one thing I enjoyed doing.

Clara asked again, Mara looked up at ger two relations, she hated getting Involved in their arguments because she knew soon enough she might be the one to run for safety. "Yes sister." Mara said, smiling down at her. "So what are you bloods making?" Elena asked, taking the pieces of artificial grass which have been forged to make some wrapping. "We are trying to create some decorations which will be hanged around the walls. And this is for the dragons families, I heard there is a party going on between two powerful dragon, that is the king Dracula's son or daughter, but I think it should be the daughter, the first son who is known to be invisible can't possibly get married."

It infuriates me. "I know what kind of guy you're really into. You like the bad boy type." His lips gently glazed on my neck making chills erupt all over my body. "The dominating ones who know how to make you feel good like that book I just read." His hands latched on to my legs pulling them and forcing them to wrap around his waist. He was now holding me against the wall while slowly sucking on the sensitive skin of my neck. Small moans escaped from my mouth. "I can already tell that Ryan isn't the one who would give you all of that Maya." He started moving towards my bed and dropped me on it. Damon climbed on top of me and settled in between my legs. His lips found mine and a rough hungry

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

It was brief yet every fucking thing I needed to diminish every feeling from earlier. When she stepped away, every eye had turned to us. I knew Ophelia was also watching. I didn't look back at her. I ran a hand down Ziva’s hair and stepped back. “I can’t believe they dare to play love when we are about to die!” An old man yelled, his fingers jabbing from the midst of the crowd towards I and Ziva’s retreating figure. And he didn't last long. There was no time to figure out how those things got in here, but they did and one pounced on the old man first, tearing him limb from limb. His horrific cries drove the other hordes of parasites in.

- the old man says, hoping to get more of the sale. - Creature, do you know who I am? I am Aurelius, Dracula's right-hand man, Dracula, the father of all vampires. Are you sure you want to piss off my nest? Dracula's nest? In 1 second, I, alone, can destroy your whole pack, feed on your women and take all your children. - the vampire's voice was so commanding and frightening that the foxes whimpered and cowered. – My new offer for the girl is a third of what I paid for the dragon.

The dynamic was electric, and I couldn’t help but feel a thrill at how alive the room felt, all because of her. “What kind of reaction to the girl you claim to love wanting to end things is to break into her home and put cameras everywhere? Seriously, his creepiness probably manifested the demon that started haunting them. And just so you know… there’s a second movie. We’re watching it so I can win this.” Darling said, her tone sharp but playful, snapping us all back into the present.

I wrapped my hands around her too, basking in her expensive scent. “ I missed you too,” I replied then broke the hug. “ What are you doing here? I thought you already went back to Italy? “ Red climbed her face, painting her cheeks and neck in it's colour. She turned, fiddling with the spoon like a little girl who got asked about her crush. “ Well I..” “ Darling, where do I keep the soup?” Darling? I turned and walked to the dining room, following the voice, my eyes found a man, clad in a T-shirt and jeans with a fancy watch. His hair streaked with grey, his eyes glimmering as he organised the table.

Dr Shaw said passing Darra the official report Even though he couldn’t understood it yet his eyes had scanned thoroughly through them, His gaze tore away from the report and landed on Dr Shaw blank expression. “I’m happy to inform you, The result showed that the lady in particular is your lost sister.” The doctor announced giving Darra the greatest shock of his life. “You mean.. our sister is alive and she is Mrs. Rothschild?