Draculaura Valentine Novels & Stories

“I need more than hope to risk my daughter’s life, Aziz.” “Hey, Daddy, are you ready?” Harlyn knocked at my door with a bright smile on her face. “I cannot wait to meet this Lycan king that everyone has been talking about!” She excitedly said. “Finally, something exciting is happening in Shadow Veil!” Something exciting. Suddenly, I wondered how my daughter would feel about Valene being an official part of the family. I knew that Harlyn did have feelings about Valene being a human, but maybe that would change if Valene’s biology did.

Chapter 17 "What are you talking about?" Nora whispered, her voice shaking so badly she barely got the words out. Valencia laughed. It was a cold, high-pitched sound that bounced off the damp stone walls of the cellar. She walked slowly around the small altar, trailing her manicured fingers over the emerald green silk of the dress. "You really are clueless, aren't you?" Valencia mocked, stopping in front of the largest oil painting. "Her name was Elara. They were childhood sweethearts. Deluca was completely obsessed with her."

"Austin, I want to have a child with Eugene." I opened my eyes to the sound of Valerie Larson's voice. She continued, her tone firm and determined, "Mrs. Dyer is my mentor. She's seriously ill, and the doctors say she has less than a year left. Her only wish before she goes is to hold a grandchild, and Eugene has no one else to turn to, so..." "Say no more, darling. I agree." I reached out and held her hand, my voice sincere.

She no longer exists. Under the last line was a name he had never seen me write. [Elena Valenti] For a moment, Julian didn’t understand. Then the name hit him like a fist. Valenti. Anyone in New York knew the name. Old money whispered it. Politicians feared it. Cops pretended not to see it. It belonged to armored gates, private docks, and men who smiled before pulling the trigger. He sank into a chair, his face draining of color. He called my old number.

A large crowd was gathered around the area as I walked towards the center of it, where the auctioneer and a few others were. “Welcome ladies and gentlemen. Tonight, I will be presenting to you our first item, the most exquisite beauty you will find tonight. She has fair white skin, silky blonde hair, and the bluest eyes. She’s tall, slender and graceful.” Declan grinned next to me as he held onto a microphone. “The rarest gem of all the gems in this stadium right now,” he announced to everyone. The lights were shining brightly upon me, and I felt like I couldn’t escape from them anymore.” May I present to you, Her Majesty, the Queen of Lycans, Lady Valeria!” he said proudly.

she gestured toward me, “-the blood itself awakens.” Dozens of gazes turned to me, some reverent, others hungry, many afraid. “This,” Valentina declared, “is Dennise Dracula, the heir of Vladimir Dracula. The servant of the progenitor blood line. She carries the pure line unbroken, unsullied and she walks beneath the sun unburned. The new dawn belongs to her.” The nobles gasped, a wave of disbelief rippling through them. “She is one of you,” Valentina continued, “and yet beyond you. No poison weakens her. No silver wounds her. She is both day and night. Flesh of my promise, heart of my vengeance.”

I chuckle sadly. "Then p-please-… Please, don't hurt me," little Valerie begs. "I won't because you're going to meet a charismatic vampire and call him Charming. He's going to be your saviour, your brother. He's going to put you on a sugar rush, and you'll pretend you hate it, but deep down, you love it. You're going to see Eldora. The beauty behind the chaos. There's going to be a witch. She's going to take care of you and share her wisdom, heal your wounds."

“Lilith was different, she was just lost, not wicked. She was manipulated. Valerius is a king of vampires. He thrives on cruelty. He cannot change.” I stepped closer, my voice calm but firm. “No one is beyond redemption. If mercy was right for Lilith, then it must be right for Valerius too. Or else your forgiveness means nothing.” His silence was heavy, his anger sharp. I could see the conflict in his eyes — the mate bond pulling him toward me, his pride pulling him away. Before he could answer, the door burst open. Maya rushed in, breathless, her eyes wide. “Luna — Alpha — you need to come. Dravenna and Malvora are here.”

Drake would be the unyielding force by Silas' side as long as he planned to harm them because of a grudge that went beyond life and death. Meanwhile, Silas reclined on his throne within the dimly lit chamber of the vampire citadel, his mind preoccupied with the enigma that was the female Lycan. Drake, his ever-loyal right-hand man, had proven himself to be a formidable asset when it came to gathering information. Silas knew he could rely on his cunning and resourcefulness to unveil the identity of the mysterious Lycan female. He leaned back, the cool darkness enveloping him as his thoughts delved into the complexities of the supernatural world.