Draculara Novels & Stories

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

I was so lost in the sensations that I was feeling I’d failed to notice that the group had ended their reunion and turned to us. “Sera?” I only regained my senses after Max called out to me. A flush of heat crept up to my cheeks as I looked up to find four pairs of eyes watching us curiously. Draco was unfazed by the situation and reached out his hand, offering a handshake to Max. “Hi, I’m Draco Macer, Alpha of the Silva Moon Pack and Sera’s second-chance mate. Nice to meet you, Max,” Draco said, sounding so confident and imposing.

“I am Lucian Drake, the immortal and I have come to make a deal with you.” “You, Lucian Drake…” the voice echoed again, “What business do you have with us, the Wizards of the scarlet sky?” That was that they called themselves? I almost scoffed. I lifted my chin. “Like I said earlier. I’ve come to make a deal.” “What deal?” “I need you to be on my side.” There was silence for a second, then the voice returned, laden with disgust. “Lucian Drake, the immortal… you are a notorious man. Bloodthirsty, selfish and obsessed with ruling over the supernatural world. And now you want us to be part of your ploy?”

Draco growled. Daemon frowned. "You're reassigning my responsibilities?" "I'm reminding you that we have an intruder." Draco answered back. Daemon grin and said, "The intruder isn't flirting with me." "The Crimson Mistress isn't your assignment." Draco roared. Draven failed to suppress a laugh. "Oh, this is getting entertaining." Daemon looked between Draco and me before a slow, knowing grin spread across his face. "I see." Draco remained expressionless. "You see nothing."

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

Chapter eleven Serena's POV I was setting a table for a circus family, and honestly, I deserved a medal for it. There was a pig, a junior pig, an upcoming stripper, a drug addict pretending to be a nun, an anti-prodigal son with anger issues the size of a continent, and then there was the mysterious queen mother herself; Octavia Draven. If patience was truly a virtue, then by now I should have qualified for sainthood. Unfortunately, I preferred champagne to halos, and revenge to forgiveness.

The colour a deep maroon with black and it made her look like pure gothic beauty. The corset was lined in heavy black matte satin, interfaced and has steel boning...a dark red two-tone faux silk base with heavy black laces over. Small dark red rhinestones are glued around the bodice, and also a few on the overskirt, a few red stars scattered throughout. Her dark hair let loose in bouncy curls which looked almost perfect with the outfit. Also, the dark maroon lips made her look like a goth. He drove to the destination where she saw the place was Las Ventas...the ruedo which is also called the arena was all empty but round and empty place was pretty.

Seraphina mused. “What are your familiars?” Seraphina asked. “I know Achilles is a snow leopard and of course no one can forget the Great Puma,” Seraphina said with a wink. “My familiar is a lioness” Ethena said. “And mine is a wolf,” Aurelia spoke up. “I am a Lynx,” answered Drusilla. “And I am a fox,” Antoinette proudly stated. “Can you guess what my familiar is?” asked Credence, visibly excited. “Well,” Seraphina pondered, “Aurelia mentioned yesterday that we went for a fly, so I am assuming maybe a Falcon?” Seraphina answered him. “Oooooh close sister but, my familiar is an eagle.” Credence answered, beaming at Seraphina. “It is strange isn’t it, I don’t think I ever would’ve guessed all

With all of his might, he threw a punch at Drake. “You motherfucker! Do you want to die? I’m the Young master of Daco family. How dare you fight me?” Drake was mad and took on the blow with a sinister smirk. Anne knew what the Daco family had been studying. They were studying the limits of the human body and looking into the creation of supernatural men. However, with current technology, it was difficult to develop a serum that could activate a person’s supernatural ability. Instead, they had managed to develop an anaesthetic that could paralyzed one’s feeling towards pain.

“It’s possible that the Draconians won’t know where this place is. We’re underground.” Gemma said, knowing her words were just bullshit to calm herself down. Draconians can sense human presence from tens of kilometers away, especially if humans are gathered together somewhere. “To prove my point, I have ordered the release of The Arc in this place!! And we’ll see that without that bullshit shield, we can still enjoy the night!!!” Heros’ screams were greeted with thunderous applause from the visitors, and the loud music played again, igniting the spirit and making the visitors go crazy.