Draculaura And Clawdeen Novels & Stories

“Along with Rico and Cletisa, my packs are also one of the hundreds of packs in the werewolf realm that got escaped from the Beast Lord’s wrath.” It was at this moment Clark and Dr. Gilbert got out of the room. Clark's expression didn't change as he already knew Laura's presence the second she stepped into the clinic. "Laura? Is that you?" Dr. Gilbert said in surprise. "Gilbert. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you right away." Laura lifted her lips into a smile before she extended her arms towards Dr. Gilbert. “Long time no see." Dr. Gilbert humbly smiled. “Ten years.” Laura breathed out.

" he howled excitedly. He looked at Aura who smiled back at him. Delmor came up behind me, "Alpha, there has been another attack, no one was killed but it was Dark Moon and Cruel Claws together," he sounded worried. "I will deal with this," I turned to walk away, Aura holding my hand next to me came with me. "Oh Delmor, have someone show Clyde where he can stay and make sure he gets a shower, also, send in the cleaning crew to dispose of the trash in the corner," I pointed to the ash that was once Vivian.

father says pulling out his chair and also oukling out his own to stand, "I don't think that's a nice idea," "Why? What skybidea are you cooking up already brother?" "Her mate is probably hanging around the corner" "Which makes it even better" "She's driven to kill him" "Still not getting your point" "Laura is a vampire as well as a hunter" "How did that happen?" "At first it was also confused but she was turned and yet still it doesn't explain anything .." "What do you mean she was turned!" "I was murdered by the hunters apparently a boss gave the order and that ended it"

"Don't listen to her. Anyone can see that she knows nothing about popularity." What a problematic big head! "And you, you obviously know nothing about kindness." It just came out like that in front of everyone. Lucian looks at me with contempt. Draven seems weary. "Uh, the little thing's vexed." "Very well. Let's all calm down." Draven jumps in. "It's almost time. You should go and put on your coat." I say. Laura scowls. “Not yet.” Draven pushes away his still full cup of coffee and gets up.

My eyes darkened with disapproval. “Loriah, you’re not seriously planning to go out like that? The back is far too daring.” “Nonsense, Draco. Hurry up, both of you—my date is here,” Claire said as she stepped out of the room, looking elegant in a gown with a bold high-slit. When she opened the door, Marcus stood there holding a gift. Claire linked her arms around his neck, giggling as he kissed her. What will Loriah say when she learns that Claire is a she-wolf too?

Crueler. She shook the dust off her pelt and ran again, tracking a new scent, heart hammering harder now—not from the chase, but from the sting in her ribs where Helda’s shoulder had collided. There’d been claws there. Not retracted. Not careful. A warning. Or a challenge. Ten minutes later, Laura found another prey. This time, she stalked with more caution, looping wide, cutting Helda’s path. But again— Wham! Another body slammed into hers, this time from behind. Her paw twisted beneath her awkwardly, and pain shot up her leg.

Oh, the fucking things I am going to do to you, my Laura. Drud and I heard steady breaths coming from our mate. “Out like a light,” my wolf remarked dotingly. He eagerly continued, yet carefully not to wake our sleeping gem. It was humorous; it's still the place Drud detested, but now that we have Laura back, he was very excited to return to it. The walk took another ten minutes until we finally arrived. Drud snarled to notify every servant to make themselves scarce as we continued to our room.

Even innocent people with no involvement are being dragged into this. Laura clenched her fist in anger towards Draco. "Just stay here and please don't touch them. I need to talk to someone," Laura said in a cold voice. She didn't wait for him to speak further, turning her back to enter the mansion. Her hands were clenched into fists as she walked towards where Draco was. She knew where he was because she had seen him earlier peeking through the window of her room, which he had taken over. She stormed into the room, her nose wrinkling in distaste as she caught the whiff of cigarette smoke.

The quarrel was an opportunity to let her get close to Laura at the very least so she could find out Laura's situation with Declan. She wanted to investigate if Declan was bewitched, as Glenna had mentioned. Deirdre got out of the room and got into the car with Laura. Laura was extremely caring toward Deirdre, as if they were sisters on the way home. Deirdre bumped into Declan at the door after arriving at the villa. "Decky!" Laura approached him with a smile. Declan hugged her casually and said in a gentle and caring voice, "It's not summer yet. You shouldn't be wearing so little clothes on you."

“You can’t leave until we know you won’t hurt anyone.” “I’m not going to hurt anyone! Let me go!” As she struggled to escape Laura’s hold, her protests died in her throat as she looked down at her hands. No, not hands, but claws. Long, curved, gleaming in the dim light, were carved into Laura’s arms. Horror slammed into Jackie, and she recoiled. “No, no, no, I, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean–”