Draculaura Valentine Novels & Stories

Then she looked at the floor and screamed in horror as she jumped away from the bloody mess and burnt bodies. "What is this?" She screamed again as she raised her long, white dress as if the blood would soak it. Her back length fiery red hair flew up in the air as if it was also avoiding the blood. She was a beauty with her oval face, high cheek bones small pink lips. "You're late!" Xavier said sharply. "I want you to deliver a message to the vampire...leader". Huffing, the witch Larissa walked towards Xavier with an annoyed look as she carefully avoided blood puddles.

The autumn stained the leaves of the olive trees silvery-golden and dipped the small valley in warm light. It was the most beautiful season they had experienced here so far. Valeria Aurelia Luna was two and a half years old – a spirited, curious girl with wild black curls and a laugh that the birds to tumbling. She ran everywhere, talked without omission and had a special preference for wanting to “magie”. Most of the time it ended with the small gold-blue sparks danced through the air and Marcus or Livia quickly

“This is Ma—Valerie, Serenity’s mother.” “Hi, Laura,” Valerie said warmly, studying the young woman with curiosity. Internally, Valerie marveled. Despite knowing Alexia, this girl looked nothing like either Alexia or Maximus. But her eyes… they reminded Valerie of someone. “Laura is almost the spitting image of Catherine when she was young,” Maximus said, as if reading Valerie’s thoughts. “Well then, you inherited your grandmother’s beauty! You’re stunning!” “Th-thank you,” Laura stammered, nervously fiddling with the hem of her knit sweater, her cheeks turning pink.

Winston asked Valeria in a low tone. "I am Valeria Ambrosia, daughter of Caster Ambrosia, the second Dracula." Valeria answered the vampire master without looking into his eyes. Winston took a step closer towards Valeria. He pinched her chin lightly and guided her gaze towards his. "So, you are the sister of the great Queen Victoria?" Asked the vampire master in a curious tone.

Xandra’s nose began to bleed. Valerie wasn’t done. Taller, trained in taekwondo since childhood, she kicked Xandra to the ground. “Since you’re being reckless, don’t blame me for teaching you a lesson.” Valerie lifted her heel, aiming for Xandra’s stomach, but a sharp female voice cut through: “Stop!” Laura had never expected to walk into such a scene. Valerie had no intention of holding back—she wanted to ruin Xandra. Valerie smirked at Laura. “A nest of snakes and rats.”

Her whisper broke the night: “Why do I feel like I’ve known you before?” Damien’s breath caught, his entire body freezing as hope flared in his chest like wildfire. But before he could answer, the door slammed open. Valentina swept into the room like a storm in heels, her dark gown cutting against the pale moonlight. She slid in front of Valerie, protective, furious. “This ends now.” Her voice dripped venom. “I indulged your obsession because I thought you civilized. But this….” she gestured sharply between them, “....is harassment Emotional cruelty. You will not drag my daughter into your graveyard.”

Luna Charlotte Charlotte... My head was throbbing, and I felt terrible. I moved my head deeper into the pillow in hopes of easing the pain. My eyes opened quickly as I got up at the same time. I scanned the whole thing and tried to remember what happened. The challenges, right? The marking I had won. I forgot. I sighed and smiled as I remembered last night when he marked me and put my hand on my neck. I'm Valentina Charlotte De Luca, queen of all supernaturals. My mother showed me who and what I truly am.

The barrel of Arthur Moreno’s gun was pressed against his forehead, while beside him, Elena Valentine stood with a demonic peace, waiting for her son’s blood to spill. ​"Sophia! Don’t delay!" Arthur Moreno’s voice exploded through the speakers. "Do you want to see Lucas’s head burst like a watermelon? Or will you take the Moreno scepter in your own hands? Open this vault and you will be the Empress of Quebec, with the rotten empires of the Valentines and Smiths beneath your feet!" ​I reached toward the screen, wanting to touch Lucas’s face. He kept one eye closed in pain; in the other was a strange steadiness. Suddenly, he raised his head. He knew I could see him.

“She’s still not picking up.” Draco said to Mr.B, who has been over the edge since today. His spy that was working for the Jade Dragons has managed to win Valerie’s attention. For the very first time in years, someone has done a great job concealing her identity without being figured out so easily. But from what Draco just said, it seemed like he was too over excited for tonight. After all, it would still end like the others did, in total failure.

Annabelle said "Oh, oh he knows me?" Valentina asked "Apparently, the bastard told him dad stole you from him. He hates dad with every vibre in his being... So dad you need to call principal Noel to make the activities a bit longer so he can go back without anyone knowing." Annabelle said "Okay dear... goodnight princess." Ryan said "Goodnight dad... goodnight mum." "Night, sweet dreams." Valentina said Annabelle walked away "There is no way I am letting Dylan go back to that monster." Valentina said