Draculaura Valentine Novels & Stories

Draco growled. Daemon frowned. "You're reassigning my responsibilities?" "I'm reminding you that we have an intruder." Draco answered back. Daemon grin and said, "The intruder isn't flirting with me." "The Crimson Mistress isn't your assignment." Draco roared. Draven failed to suppress a laugh. "Oh, this is getting entertaining." Daemon looked between Draco and me before a slow, knowing grin spread across his face. "I see." Draco remained expressionless. "You see nothing."

Valerie understands the meaning. For centuries, everyone connected to the Vane family made decisions based on fear. The first Vane feared losing power. Later generations feared losing control. The brides feared becoming sacrifices. Silas feared becoming a monster. Now Valerie has the opportunity to make a different decision. She does not have to destroy everything. She does not have to accept the curse. She can transform it. Before the Reset Protocol completes, the chamber reveals one final memory. The first bride appears again. This time, she looks directly at Valerie.

Beth said to her. Laura just smiled at the woman. "It's okay, Beth," she replied. "Is he in his room?" Laura asked, referring to Draco's whereabouts. The woman nodded in response. Laura left the laundry she was working on to go see Draco, and she didn't even change her clothes because they were wet from washing. She just made sure the part covering her chest wasn't wet. She'd change later when she finished the laundry. The important thing was that her bra wasn't visible through her clothes. She left the laundry room to go see him.

He introduced himself, "I'm Ronald Weeks, lady. Twenty-three years old, and I've just graduated from college. Oh, here's a gift for you." He took out a pot of mint, apparently from out of nowhere. The smell sobered me up, and I was half-amused. "It is Valentine's Day today. And you gave me this?" "Yes. I bought this for you," said Ronald earnestly. "Why?" "You're a beautiful woman, and yet you still came to this place on Valentine's Day. I'm sure you know that this place can give you something better than a relationship." No arguments against that. I grabbed Ronald's hand and asked him to drink with me. When I sobered up once more, it was already the next day. I found myself in an unfamiliar

The man who entered the room of the married couple was---Sir Dracu! Pale, handsome, thick eyebrows, wearing black pants and black top dress. And Sir's lips looked like he’s wearing cherry lipstick, because of the excessive redness. "King! Queen! What was Delia’s sin, and seems like you’re abusing her? Was it true that you’re throwing my child on a cliff? Huh!" Sir Dracu shouted at his parents. His face was full of grief over what had happened.

"That would be… foolish." My breath caught, making my knees nearly gave way. "Who..." My voice shook. "...who are you?" He smiled, slow and cruel, yet devastatingly beautiful. "Valerian." The name crashed into me like ice water. My stomach churned, my lips parted but no sound came out because everyone knew that name. Valerian Draegor? The Blood Prince and leader of the vampires. The eternal figure whispered to have lived for two centuries yet carrying the face of a man barely thirty.

She was trapped, caged between truth and survival. Why can’t I just kill Lauren? The thought flashed, dark and vicious. It would end everything. It would save them. Once, she had believed Sila was their enemy. But Lauren… Lauren had devoured their happiness whole, like a serpent swallowing prey. Sila was far better than her. Valentina wiped her eyes and headed toward her mother’s room, only to crash into someone. “Klaus…” she whispered up. She quickly brushed away her tears, but it was too late. Klaus’s sharp gaze locked onto her, missing nothing. “Were you crying? Your eyes are swollen.”

Valerie Volos was a special drayak in the family tree. Her mother is my father's elder sister and got married late but Valerie was born a year before me if I remembered correctly. Valerie had pink hair and green eyes and was a shut in but when it came to romance and travelling she was the king or player one. She was special because she was the first full blooded drayak to born as a pure blooded human but as a protection means her mother bonded to her soul to a demon called 'Voice of the dead'. She hated living with the household like my elder brother so she lived with a human Cole Manchester, a super cute transvestite who was cursed from birth to live for a long time.

glass of wine. "Welcome to the 'Master-Vault', Ethan," she said, her voice "Calculating" and smooth. "I am Elena Vance. I was the 'Lead Auditor' for the 'Seven-Star' project before your father 'Liquidated' my team for his own 'Vain' ambitions." The Logic-Gate of the New Conflict "Another 'Ghost' in the 'Mainframe'?" Ethan spat, his "Muscular" frame coiling for "Mechanical Violence." "The 'Master-Ledger' is 'Null', Elena. We 'Deleted' the 'Universal Auditor'."

In her place stood a woman made of ice and steel. My hair was dyed a platinum blonde so pale it was almost white, cut in a sharp, asymmetrical bob that framed my jaw like a blade. I wore a tailored crimson suit that screamed money, and on my hands, my most valuable assets, I wore thin, white leather gloves. "Dr. Vale?" The soft voice of my assistant, Elena, broke the silence. I didn't turn around. "Is he ready?" "Yes, ma'am. Alpha Sterling is prepped in Suite One. He... he’s losing a lot of blood, Doctor. His beta is threatening to tear the lobby apart if you don't hurry."