Draculaura X Clawd Novels & Stories

Claws dripping with something dark. It looked at Claire. Smiled with too many teeth. "There you are, little moon child. We've been looking for you." Claire's hand tightened on mine. "What is that?" The creature laughed. "You really don't remember? Oh, this will be fun." My wolf surged forward. I let it. Felt my bones crack. Shift. Change. Claire gasped beside me. Stumbled back. But I didn't have time to explain. To make her understand.

Claws tore toward her chest. Eli’s breath sharpened. "Lyla " Lyla’s claws connected with the rival’s side. A sharp pulse of dark energy tore through the clearing. Lyla’s breath hitched. Jonas’s dark form blurred beside her. His claws sank into the rival’s back. The rival’s body twisted fast. Jonas’s breath hitched And the rival’s claws drove into his ribs. Jonas’s breath sharpened Blood hit the ground. "No!" Lyla’s breath hitched.

Then he finally entered. Royal blue regalia that spread across the marble floors. His curly short grey hair falling over the silver mask sitting perfectly on his nose. His form was majestic and seemed to tower over everything like a god. Every being in room shuddered in his presence, even the Lycans that arrived earlier. I gulped hard, shrinking slowly behind Fiona as beads of sweat broke out of my forehead. “His majesty, ruler of White Coast and the entire west beyond. The Lycan king. Kaiziah Ali Henshaw the first,” someone announced.

I watched in satisfaction as a red welt formed along with drips of blood where my claws had scratched him. But it wasn’t good enough. No punishment was good enough for the monster who did this to Lily. “Lydia, shift back. Lydia shift back,” I vaguely heard a woman’s voice commanding me as I struck a low in the pot belly of the drunken fool. He let out a scream that sang to the anger Drusilla felt. I dug my claws in his skin. One swipe. That was all it would take to gut the bastard. Blood pooled around my claws from the perfect holes they dug in his skin.

But her small hands reached for the doorknob, turning it slowly. The hallway was dark, the only light coming from the flickering flames of the candle downstairs. Blood smeared the walls, a crimson trail leading to the shattered front door. And then she saw it. A figure loomed in the shadows, its eyes glowing like embers. Its claws dripped with blood, and its growl rumbled like a predator savoring its kill. Lysandra’s legs gave out, her small frame collapsing to the floor. The creature turned to her, its lips curling back to reveal sharp, glistening fangs.

Black furs spread all over and then— an earth-shattering howl tore through the air. And the next thing I knew, I was on top of her. Lauren. A howl tore from my chest— raw, primal, unrecognizable. My claws rose— And suddenly, the dungeon door exploded. Figures rushed in, pausing my action. My head snapped at the direction and I stiffened. A pair storm-grey eyes were staring right at me. Lucien… H-he came, but— too late now… He saw me, he saw Dravara…

Claudia replied. "What happened?" Ava asked curiously. "I am sure you know all about the Eternal Chaos. I was Lily's childhood friend and I joined her in creating the plant in that little getaway cabin in the forest." Claudia started to explain. "Wait a minute! Are you Claw?" Ryder asked. "Yes I am. Claw was her nickname for me, it was short for Claudia." Claudia replied. "So you knew that she had drugged Lavender?" Ryder asked. "Yes I was aware." "And you didn't say anything?"

Rumors have spread within the few days that his son was settling on earth and he came few days ago. The nomad's clan was his biggest rival and they have been preparing badly for the day they get to destroy the lethal bloodsuckers. Draco lost his family during the war that broke out between his clan, the Brujah clan. "Ouch!!" I screamed as I stepped on a glass. "Darn it!!" I whisperer as I perceived my blood. It made me grow wild and crave badly for blood. I was carried up immediately from behind as I turned back to see the unbelievable. "Layzal??" I scowled. "You have to drop me…"

"Tired, sore, but okay." Clara hesitated for a moment, biting her lip. "Laura, right? Look... I saw the way you and Chris were looking at each other that day after the pool incident. You can have him or be with him, just stop giving your slutful body to Xander. He'd never let you be his mate, isn't that what you want?" I felt a chill run down my spine, remembering the way I'd felt my body changing, turning to something else in that moment of pain and desperation.