Draculas Secret Novels & Stories

Pellethia held the scroll and read aloud, “Only the creatures willing to go through any lengths to protect those who need protection most shall inherit the Forest of Oderem.” At the end of it was a signature that vampires had only ever seen in museums - the signature of Count Dracula. Greg’s eyes went back to the ceiling before the pessimistic part of him spoke, “I wonder how the inhabitants planted it there.” A shade of suspicion entered Pellethia’s eyes of wonder as she turned to Greg and asked, “You really think those who hid here put this there, Your Grace?”

Lord Oskar's POV The Secret Headquarters of the Draconis Cor Redmond, Illinois, USA June 26th, 2524 AD ----------------------- Warning: Mature themes such as language, sex, violence, abuse, etc.m In this book. Reader Discretion is advised. -------------------- My stomach roiled as I watched the grotesque spectacle unfold before me. My nephew, Luis, lay bound to the altar, his body contorting and twisting under the influence of the dark magic. The guttural chants of the cultists filled the air, a cacophony of evil that seemed to seep into my very soul. Each agonizing cry that escaped Luis's lips was a dagger to my heart.

And I knew that this perfect day represented peace, and I am so happy to be alive to say… peace at last. I walked into the room, expecting a normal, quiet morning. But what I saw took me by surprise. Dracula was frantically trying to hide something behind his back, his eyes darting back and forth with a mixture of excitement and panic. My curiosity was piqued. What is he up to? I took a step closer, and Dracula's eyes widened in alarm. "Nothing, nothing," he stammered, trying to brush me off. But I was not buying it. I could see the faintest glimmer of a gift box peeking out from behind Dracula's back. My heart skipped a beat as I realized that he had been planning a surprise for me.

fine " he storms out of his study I let out a sigh, phew that was close Okay now I think I remember him saying column 1? yes behind the first column, I check and I see a big red book with gold details I touched the book and pull it a little suddenly a passage opened The secret passage was really really dark, it shouldn't be a problem for a vampire like me but it was strangely dark I decided to go in anyway the place is covered with cobwebs there were a lot of Bones, I saw a lot of doors which one could be the one leading to the princess ? I open the first one there was nothing but lava, what is drac doing with lava strange I check another room and I stumble upon a lot of Coffin's

So after a two minute yelling match between them, we finally agreed to go to his place. Killian’s pack is probably what heaven looks like to Dracula. The buildings were ancient, and everywhere was so fucking dark for some reason. The decor looked like it had been there since the dawn of time. “Why do I keep forgetting your house is a goth girl’s wet dream.” Claude muttered under his breath as the man did all of his secret checks.

Who the— She swiveled the slim-line blind that screened the glass front door to peer out into the evening gloom. Draco. Her heart skittered in her chest. “Let me in, Blair. We need to talk.” “We said all we have to say, Draco. One night. Remember?” “Vividly. Do you remember too, cara mia? Would you like me to repeat just which were my favorite parts—I’m sure the reporter sitting in the car just behind me would be keen for all the details.”

A large altar stood at the far end, and behind it was the concealed compartment they needed to access. Lycidas motioned for Claud to follow, and they slipped through the gap, moving swiftly and silently. As they approached the altar, Lycidas whispered, “Keep watch. I’ll handle the compartment.” Claud nodded and took his position, his senses alert for any signs of movement. Lycidas knelt behind the altar, feeling along the stone surface for the hidden mechanism Zakaria had described. After a few tense moments, he found it—a small, nearly invisible button. He pressed it, and a section of the wall slid open, revealing a set of ancient scrolls.

He placed them on a nightstand close to her bed and stared at her, hooked to an IV and a monitor. “So sorry to hear about your mate, Alpha.” He said somberly. “Thank you.” I moved closer to him, shoving my hands in my pockets. “What do you have for me?” “Nothing much on the Moonstone pack, but we found something on Dora’s mom.” I perked up. “Tell me more.” “Actually,” Chang sighed, nodding to the door. “Someone else will do that.” I turned just in time to see Raven storm towards me, but before I could register what was happening, her fist swung and hit me in the face.

beta moris said "That can't be true" I said in disbelief " right alpha Duncan?" He only stared at me with a look that said " do we look like we're joking". My throat suddenly became dry. I could have fucking died and I didn't even know it "You need to start packing Claire or else he won't like it. His majesty is not your everyday wolf that you can mess with, he is lethal, the deadliest creature alive." Alpha Duncan said in a tone that made my blood run cold.

he said. I laughed, tired and raw. “You didn’t have to—” He was already off, racing the road, tiny legs pumping. I stood there a moment and pressed the carving into my palm. Kath nosed me in the mind, pleased. ‘That was cute and refreshing.’ she purred. I stuffed the charm and the carved bat into the pocket at my waist and pressed on. That bloody Duke wanted the North’s secret. He wanted whatever lay beneath Vladimyr’s soil. He was not interested in the common folk (I guess I should thank the Moon Goddess because of this)---unless their bones were part of the puzzle.