Dracula Videogame Novels & Stories

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

The wards behind him fizzed out one by one, the crimson light sputtering like dying embers. Vladimyr didn’t move from his stance in front of me, but I felt the change in him—the way his heartbeat slowed, deliberate, like a predator before the pounce. Lucifer’s glyphs had crept higher, crawling over his neck in a burning halo of blood red light. “You’ve run out of time, Vladimyr,” Draven said, idly dragging his fingers along the edge of my blanket as if he owned the space. “Give me the treasure, and maybe I’ll let her watch while I burn the rest of your North.”

I mumbled as I glanced at Gideon Landers and asked him if he could take the three of us somewhere. Shrugging, he nodded. Giving the former assassin our hands, the training area disappeared, and the thick forest appeared before us. Looking at me anxiously, Austin asked me what I wanted to discuss, but I was eyeing Gideon with a cocked brow. “First I must clarify something in regards to druid wolves. They're said to be very sexual and like fornication immensely, correct?” Both men nodded but looked confused, so I continued. “That also means female druid wolves are as well?”

His limbs were ripped from their sockets, torn apart piece by piece. “Ah,” I let out a sharp gasp watching the gruesome sight and then realizing it was no different from what Rowan wanted to do. This scene would be a ghastly feast for any vampire, a sight that was capable of satisfying their darkest and most depraved desires - blood. And yet, this was exactly the kind of slaughter that Rowan had been craving. “Are you alright?” Alpha Axel asked me suddenly, his eyes scanning my face. “Y-yes. I am,” came my reply, with an affirmative nod.

The dead bodies of the wolves and vampires on the ground began to wither and turn to dust as he sucked their remaining essence into himself. He looked at me, then at the broken Ezekiel. "I'm going to kill the hybrid wolf first," Dracula said, his voice returning to its calm, terrifying tone. "Then, Ariana... I'm going to cut that baby out of you and feed it to the crows." He took a step toward Ezekiel, a blade of pure darkness forming in his hand. We were too weak to move. He had the upper hand, and he knew it.

One head was half-destroyed, brain matter leaking out. The moment it locked onto me, eyes glowing that eerie, hungry green. It let out a snarl and lunged. I didn't flinch. Not because of the OP loot my family gave me—this time, I came armed with something better. Right before its jaws hit my throat, I whipped out my secret weapon: A mega-sized chicken drumstick. "Go! Drumstick!" I chucked it. The hellhound stopped mid-lunge, instantly shifting back to its true form—three drooling dogs barreling after the meat.

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.