Draculaura Valentine Novels & Stories

“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... Dream. My name is Valentina DeLuca. my father, King William De Luca, a werewolf and vampire, named me even before my birth, saying they had a dream about me, and the day I was born, he gave me the name, saying I was meant for greater things in life. My mother, Queen Elsa De Luca, is a witch and had told me about what someone saw, and I would replay it over and over again: "The king and queen will have a daughter with a vampire, werewolf, and witch blood. This child will be at risk to those who want her blood to be the best in the supernatural world. One day she will be lost, not knowing who or what she is, but a day will come when she takes her rightful place as t

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.

There wasn’t any time to lose. Sarah held her skirts and ran through the orchard outside Cynthia Castle to find Laura. Since the king’s wife died years ago, the position of luna had been vacant. Prince Basil married Laura to fill that role and help manage the kingdom while King Adolph led the war against the vampires. Many had been skeptical of Laura due to her origin, but Sarah had remained faithfully in her service since her appointment. In her opinion, marrying Laura was the only thing Prince Basil had ever done right.

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

“You’re the bad person here, Draco! Harper, Harper! Where is she, my king? I accept my death but I won’t take the truth to my grave! Draco’s the one who killed her parents! Tell her, please! My king, tell her the tr-“ And with a quick motion, Alpha Draco slit the old woman’s throat. Everyone gasped. Damon’s eyes widened and her lips parted. Laura gurgled with her own blood, eyes looking up at the sky, as if still waiting for the moon goddess to come and save her. Her thick, red blood spurted on the ground, coating small pebbles and fallen leaves. The two men holding her arms dropped her body and she collapsed on the ground, her body shaking… until it gave up due to the excessive flow of bloo