Noctis Draven Novels & Stories

“Nice. I’m Sadness. But you can call me Alina.” The silence stretches and I don't let the awkwardness settle in before blurting, “You are here for the Luna festival too, right?” He shrugs, his eyes fixed behind me. “What else would I be doing here if not that?” I snort. “Crushing the hearts of broken women?” That gets his attention. He blinks at me and lets out a breathy laugh. “No,” he says. “But I can see how I might give off that vibe.” “You do.” I sip again. “That bone structure is dangerous.”

Draven roared. “I didn't do anything! Alpha Nyxion! I'm innocent! Please, believe me!” She cried, struggling against Draven's grip. Everything slowed down as Naeris was dragged away from the room. She held Draven's hand and sank her teeth into his flesh. Draven's face twisted ugly and he let go of her. Naeris stumbled on the floor running towards me, her pale hands reaching out to me as if holding on to her last hope. As her hands were about to hold me, a strong hand came into my vision and gripped hers away.

Aura's POV I spent the day trying to take care of the twins without my mate's help. I was tired after a long night of mourning the loss of Alpha Oren. It was very sad. Draven stood in front of everyone as we all said our goodbyes. Most of Brightmoon's pack had perished in the attack. I had no idea how Luna Adina had made it out alive. Draven had said he saw a different light coming from me and Luna Adina said the same light had enveloped her when she thought she was about to die. I guess it was something to do with my abilities from what I had overheard. I don't know for sure but I think there is more to this than anyone is telling me. I guess they think I can't handle it but I can! I have g

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

As that was said we all left to our rooms. Meanwhile Tampa, Florida Draven woke up with his gorgeous naked wife in his arms. (If everything works according to plan they will never have her back, and I will definitely have her until death do us part.) He pulls her closer to him at this motion, and she stirs awake blinking her eyes open looking adorable. “Good morning my darling wife.” “Good morning, I’m going to get dressed.” I’ll pick it out for you, then I want you downstairs to make us breakfast.” He tells her, He doesn’t want her anywhere near the meeting that he will be having with Doctor Sanders. Draven chooses a beautiful halter top and a mini skirt in a lavender color and a pair of wh

The Draven family did not ask for power. They took it. Cassandra and Lucian Draven moved through Eden Veil like they had already claimed it. Their presence changed the atmosphere — colder, sharper, more refined than the Voss hunger. Their bloodline was older, their rituals darker, their appetites more calculated. Sophia felt the shift in every breath. That night they called “Draven Flame.” The sanctuary burned under deep crimson and gold torchlight. The warm tropical breeze carried the thick scent of coconut oil, jasmine, sea salt, warm leaking milk, and the sharp new edge of ancient power. Over two hundred bodies filled the space. The encrypted global stream climbed past 83 million viewers.

Far beyond the borders of Briar Hollow stood a kingdom unlike any other. The Kingdom of Noctis. A land where the sun rarely shone through the endless mist. A land ruled by vampires. At its center rose Castle Nocturne. A colossal fortress carved from black obsidian stone. Its towers pierced the clouds. Its walls had stood for centuries. And upon the highest throne sat the most feared being in the supernatural world. The First Blood Vampire. King Lucien Draven.