Kim Dracula Gender Novels & Stories

His presence exuded an air of regal authority, and his crimson eyes glinted with a wisdom that bore witness to centuries of existence. "Alpha Davien, Princess Hera, Alpha Maximus, and Luna, welcome to my domain," Dracula greeted them with a respectful nod. Luna, the moonlit pup, emitted a playful yip in response. Davien, acknowledging Dracula's presence, spoke with a tone that conveyed both respect and caution. "King Dracula, we come with the intent of strengthening the alliance between werewolves and vampires. The union between Maximus and Georgia carries the weight of this shared responsibility."

If you must fuck the girl, don’t let it get in the way of our end goal, Drake. Drake growled, then decided to change the subject. If Cinder kept talking about Willow this way, Drake knew he would snap at his father. Two high powered demons clashing is not something to take lightly. With Cinder being a deity himself, that would make Drake part demon deity and part werewolf/human. No one understands how interracial breeding works “How’s mother?” Drake asked Cinder. “Still the bitch she has always been.” Drake smirked. “Who better to be the mistress of the devil?”

“What did you really do to me, Carian?” She held my gaze. And then she said it properly this time. “I split your blood,” she said. “I tied it to two different beings, and now both of them can claim you.” My stomach dropped. “And the second one,” she continued, “is not someone you can fight easily.” I stared at her, my mind racing now. “Who exactly is he?” I asked again. She took a slow breath. “He is called the Emberkin,” she said. “The last son of Dracula.”

It was indeed a gruesome way to die. He then dropped the bodies to the ground, holding onto the head of the already lifeless Lord. The traitor had been killed. King Kael reverted to his male form once more, his gaze sweeping across the shocked soldiers, face hard as steel. "My name is Kael Drathlor, King and Ruler of the Kingdom of Vadriona, home to all werewolves and Lycans. Contrary to what had been said about me in recent months, I am not dead and buried in the ground."

There had never been twins born to any pack member or any other shifter throughout their history or as much as they knew about it. “We can’t necessarily say that.” Derek came around so he could view the monitor. “Remember that vampires usually only produce females. Is there any way that you are able to detect the sex of the two right now?” He looked once again at the screen, then over to Dr. Scott for a response.

“Hahaha, kill… kill them, kill them until there’s nothing left of them.” Meanwhile, Kirin was sitting on his wheelchair, motionless, save for his white hair that swung around as it was blown by the wind. He was completely expressionless. No no knew what Kirin was thinking about, not even Lyra. In fact, Kirin had only learned of his true identity last night. He was not Draco’s son, and he did not share a single drop of blood with the Summers family. Instead, he was Lyra’s and Draken’s offspring. Draken Willow was his real biological father.

the vampire smiled. "You have a gullible tongue, vamp! I'm not kidding, what is your name?" Sira sternly asked. "My name is Drake. I'm almost seventeen. My father was a vampire from Prince Damien clan and my mother, she was a simple human!" "Drake? I remember you! You've met the boy when you were just ten," Sira recalled. Drake narrowed his eyes thinking to who the boy Sira was referring to. Ira was also just attentively listening to them.

Drake __FLASHBACK__ Two days earlier. “What did you find?” Dad asked. “They were hunters but not human,” I answered. “They were what Drazian has created,” Dray adds. We had caught a few of the creatures and killed the rest. They had come onto our land chasing after something or someone. They are vile creatures. They had been created by a hybrid. He was half-dragon and half-vampire. He has been capturing all rare and powerful supernatural species for years now. His favourite target is the rare and powerful gemstone dragons. He has been capturing other supernatural beings and experimenting with them. He is pure evil

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.

she asked. Ready? How could I be? I was an Omega yesterday. Sacrificed. Betrayed. Now I was a princess in a stranger's skin. From scarred sacrifice to fattened bride. A living offering. What kind of second chance was this? I didn't answer right away. Alpha Dravin. I had thought he was a legend. I had read of him during my barely free time at home. He was the rumored Dracula. The man who tore through armies. Half-wolf, half-demon.