Drake Monsters Novels & Stories

I have come too far to get caught now. I walked back into the bar and straight to the bar. “Give me a whiskey on the rocks and be quick about it,” I said to the bartender. He nodded and returned with my drink immediately. I slammed the drink and asked for another. Damn that woman. I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences.

She froze. “Let me tell you something, Tabitha,” I said, folding my arms. “Drake is a snake, yes. He whispers, he schemes, he manipulates people like you. But I have faced monsters, real ones. You think Drake is something new? He’s not. He’s just louder than the others, but not as powerful.” “You can’t be sure Kaidon will believe you.” “I don’t need to be sure,” I said. “He knows me. He knows I don’t speak unless it’s truth. He’ll listen.”

Drake didn't answer, he just walked fast and then broke the necks of the vampires and pulled their hearts out of their chest cavity with his bare hands. “AAAAAAAH!!” cried a tramp. They then ran in a hurry to leave the slum area. "There are ghosts!! There are ghosts!!" they shouted in terror. At first, no one believed the words of the stinking vagabonds. However, suddenly Drake came out of the mouth of the narrow alley with a flaming body, golden scales and covered in blood. “AAAAAA!!” Screams were heard from all directions. Drake had no interest in those weak humans. Their hearts didn't appeal to him. It then flew low with its golden wings. The sound of police sirens began to sound from var

Suspended from two metal chains, I see Joseph hovering above the pool of lava. No…. “Let him go!” “Not until he tells me what I need to know.” Drake kneels closer to me and lifts my chin, leaning close. “And not until I have my fill again.” “Don’t touch me!” Drake smiles. “Oh, but I already have, back in the Northlands. And you never failed to satisfy me.” His touch is filthy and it makes my skin scrawl. “You’re a monster!” “I’ll show you just how much of a monster I am,” he whispers and grabs me by the back of my head, forcing his lips on mine.

“You sided with monsters. Your Luna poisoned Doris. Your warriors helped slaughter innocent people. That wasn’t a mistake.” Drake started shaking harder. “I swear—” Before he could finish, my father suddenly appeared behind him. Alpha Stone’s claws shot forward without hesitation and pierced straight through Drake’s neck. Blood exploded everywhere. Drake’s eyes widened in horror as choking sounds escaped his mouth. Blood poured heavily down his chest, soaking the ground beneath him. My father ripped his claws back out. Drake collapsed instantly. Dead. I stared at Dad in shock. “You killed him.” Dad’s expression didn’t change.

His eyes are entirely pitch black, and he doesn’t look the slightest bit bothered even as Vanya chokes and sputters, her shaking fingers desperately trying to push his boot off. “I don’t hit women, Vanya. But I fight monsters and crush them because I can. And you…you’re just another breed of monster. The kind that is destined to die by my hands.” She coughs up blood, struggling to breathe. Her eyes are bigger than I’ve ever seen them, bulging in their sockets. She looks…terrified. Slowly, he moves his feet off her throat, and she chokes. I watch as he crouches in front of her, staring at her with a blank look on his face.

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.

One way or the other this fight wasn't over. The monster had accumulated quite the body count. There were dead and dying lycans all around the clearing. Drake and a two other Arnauk were the only ones left fighting the beast. As Drake jumped at the dire it grabbed him out of the air. Pulling Drake to its jaws the dire bit down on his throat and Drake cried out. The other lycans tried futilely to free their friend. But the dire seemed to be undefeatable.