Kim Dracula Gender Novels & Stories

"I've never seen you around here. What's your business with her?" Drako smirked, a subtle arrogance in his demeanor. "Let's just say I have my reasons. But, do I detect a hint of recognition in your eyes? Have we crossed paths before?" Kaden squinted, searching his memory. "You do look familiar, but I can't place where I've seen you." With a devious grin, Drako's eyes glowed with a hidden menace. In an instant, his body moved, transforming into his powerful wolf form. The moonlight glistened on his sleek fur as he lunged at Kaden.

“Alaric Vortemont. The vampire. He’s the one with those molten-silver eyes, always looking like he can peer into your very soul and tear it apart. He’s heir to one of the oldest vampire bloodlines in the world.” Mina jumped in, her tone smooth yet serious. “Then there’s Kade Thorne, the brooding werewolf. Tall, dark-haired, forever shoving his hands in his pockets like the universe has offended him. He’s Alpha-born, dangerously quiet, a real liability if you annoy him, especially on a full moon.” Caleb smirked, thrilled to add his piece. “And let’s not forget Damien Drakaris, the dragon. With his golden eyes and a sharp smile, it’s like he’s always plotting how to set the world ablaze. His f

The bar lady asked seeing his glass empty. "Please" he said pushing it forward. The reports, once prince, then king Raymondias Vladimir Dracul fell in love with an Omega twin blood named Tala Tamaska, he cleared his throat, its like a dog falling in love with a fruit bat in his eyes, Danté didn't give a damn how strong love is, try screwing a dog whilst your dick is attached to a bat... What does one even call that? Beasteality? Inter species porn? It sickened him.

I turned to face Zack Ramorey from Alorain family of the vampires and glanced at Tyrell, who was now sending him a deadly glare. "I don't think that it's appropriate to dance at such important occasions." I bit by bottom lip, looking at Zack, his forest green eyes boring into my soul now, a hint of amusement flickering in them. "Relax, darling. I am holding this event, so it's really no harm. Also, I am quiet interested in getting to know you a little better," He took my hand, bowing a little before pressing a soft kiss on the back of my palm. "Keeper of none other than the pureblood vampire himself, Draven Cruz." His lips parted into a sly grin and I flinched, his words sounding more like

And now his wolf was awakening. He let out a long breath and closed his eyes, hoping to be carried somewhere quiet enough to clear his mind. He had barely settled into the stillness when a voice arrived inside his head. “Hey. I’m Kira.” His eyes snapped open. He scanned the room quickly. Nothing there. My wolf? “Yes, that’s me.” Kira said. “Better late than never. Finally free.” “Wait. Why is my wolf female?” Aurelian blinked. “Are you implying I’m not worthy of being your wolf? What does gender have to do with anything? I am more than worthy, thank you. If anything, you’re the one who doesn’t quite deserve me. Your life is already complicated enough without me adding to it.”

I accused, my voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Drake's anguished cry pierced the air. "No, Yvonne, I would never betray you like that. I swear it," he pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. I stared at him, disbelief mingling with the pain in my heart. "Then how? How do you know about werewolves and vampires?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, Drake approached me, his expression filled with sorrow. "I know who you are, Yvonne Brooks. The daughter of Arthur and Catherine Brooks, the heiress of the Moonlight Pack. I know that you're a werewolf," he confessed softly.

He used the demons and Dracula as toys to kill my entire pack just so he could end my life, as he knew I would be the one to put an end to him as I was the moon goddess reincarnated. "Come out, let's end this!" Xander growled impatiently, peering intently at the dead body of Dracula. I could hear him grit his teeth with his puffs and huffs. His eyes were glinting with pure fury that could raze down a building if it was on fire. "Come out and stop being a fool!" I rasped, feeling the greatest urge to finally fight and destroy the killer of the blood moon pack.

Alpha Jaden rubbed her shoulder soothingly as she gently laid her head on his shoulder. "My love?". "Yes dear". Kim answered. "You mentioned in one of your stories that your grandparents were vampire and werewolf. What if you're an hybrid and you know know about it? What if your other half is the vampire?.". Alpha Jaden said as Kim wander in thought, she reasoned deeply on what her mate said and felt it's made sense. "Why do you say so?". She asked curiously. "Well to be sincere with you doctor Nicole said so". "Which doctor?". She asked as her eyes popped out in Surprise

I glared back at Kimi. The girl opened her mouth again and prepared to explain again, “When the ritual takes place, the blood of the descendants in the bodies of the servants, Trudy is no exception, they all react. Then the authenticity of their form is seen, but they don't know it and they also can't control to return to their previous form." "The maids other than Trudy have pale white skin, do they..." "Dracula. They are descendants of that nation." Instantly my whole body went limp to know the truths that had been hidden even though they had always been by my side for a very long time.

The first man replied. (Pendragon; The Ones who Slays Dragon. Or more preferably, Dragon Slayer.) "Really?! Prince Dracula is really different from him. But why did the king love prince Arthur more than Prince Dracula?" "Don't you know? Prince Dracula is not the king's son. He's the son of the second vampire leader. The Psychic Vampire Lord. He's temporarily adopted as the son of the King, he's not his son." "That... Does that mean?" "Yes, Dracula is a Psychic Vampire!" The man said.