Noctis Draven Novels & Stories

, Lord Dimitri demanded of the person who interrupted him and Alpha Aiden's discussion. "Right now I'm not interested in you and I have my ways and now for the Alpha in our midst, why don't I introduce myself hmm?", The intruder didn't even wait for a response as he introduced himself as, " Draven Nightshade, Leader of the NightStalkers Clan". As cunning as he was, he decided to also pitch somethings to Alpha Aiden concerning joining him to fight against Lord Dimitri's Clan and when he was done, Draven asked Alpha Aiden, "with all that, who will you join?".

He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.

Somewhere above, water dripped in steady rhythm, marking the passing of time she no longer wished to count. She pressed her forehead to her knees, whispering softly into the silence, “Sebastian…” Her wolf whimpered within, weak but alive…..bound by magic yet still reaching, still calling. The door creaked open. Draven stepped inside, his dark cloak brushing the floor like the whisper of death itself. His face was unreadable, carved in sharp lines of malice and strange calm. His eyes, though, carried something far more dangerous than anger obsession. “You’re stronger than I expected,” he said, his tone almost conversational. “Most would have begged by now. You… you still have fire.”

There was a frenzy to him that was incredibly unsettling. "You can see that he's not quite human anymore. My serum has it's faults. His alpha instincts are in full force. It's quite the aura, wouldn't you say so? Well I assume as a beta it's hurting you much more than it does me. It is the benefit of my species to be dominant which helps negates the ill effects of my imperfections in the serum. Dominance in battle is definitely something of government priority. The poor side effect is that following orders is something we are working on. But you know all things are a work in progress." Dr. Dawson took a quick step forwards and instantly like a tiger aroused by an invasion into his t

At least, he was merciful in that regard. Rather than stare at the silhouette of her best friend out there in the darkness alone, Nya turned her attention to the moon. The light was just missing Gavin now, but it would move momentarily, and he’d be bathed in the soft, warm glow of the Dragon Moon, and then, a shadow would pass across the orb, interrupting the beams, and the dragon would swoop out of the sky, his sharp talons sinking into Gavin’s flesh before the dragon plucked him away, flying up into the night sky with him and likely devouring him before he even reached his lair somewhere on the top of Scale Mountain to the west.

She wasn’t sure that Zane would either, and she didn’t think the time to find out would be in the middle of the attack. The thought that Daunator was potentially out there somewhere, just biding his time, as he had for centuries between when he’d allegedly come back through the Blue Moon Portal and the battle between her parents’ team and him just before she was born, was alarming at best. What was his angle this time? Was he content to sit back and let idiots like President Crimson Crotch take the glory while he stayed in the shadows, or was it possible he was actually pulling the strings? The thoughts circulated around in her head over and over again as she sat on the back porch, staring o

When the dust settles, when the screams echo no more, I will stand above it all as Alpha Kael Vorthrane, unbroken, untouchable and unstoppable. Revenge is my life, it is my purpose, and tonight, it begins.

Something that might sound dangerous to others, but it is just another day for them. I hear Draven following close behind me. I can feel his icy gaze watching my every movement. Drae is an expert swordsman, just like my father, but stronger and faster than my dad ever was. Drae has hunted many supernatural creatures over the years and defeated them with nothing but a scratch on his body. He moves like a ninja; every breath he takes and every movement he makes is utterly silent. And he wields a sword with the precision and accuracy of a strike of lightning. If Draven wanted to, he could kill me in less than a second and there would be nothing I could do about it. Luckily for me, I am not a da

Suddenly, Kaelen's voice came through the psychic link: "Lyra, Seraphina needs me to look after her tonight, so I won't be back at the main tent. Once she's better, we'll plan the next ceremony properly. This time, I'll definitely make you my Luna!" I gave a cold smirk, took out the ancient runestone from the Moonshadow Realm, and began to chant the spell to sever the link. "No need," I replied through the link. "I've already left Blackrock territory with my people. Kaelen, our fated bond ends here. As the Moon Goddess is my witness, we will never meet again." As the princess of the Moonshadow Realm, I had the right to use the royal family's ancient bond-severing technique.

My pack and this continent almost perished when Xena ran away, but this can’t real. “Who is Draco?” I ask when they all nod. Those witches said something about listening to Draco. Their eyes widen at that. This can’t be good. “He is the ruthless leader of the deep. He will be undefeated, and this universe will be doomed if he gets hold of the quadpod powers.” All I hear in that sentence is that Xena is in grave danger. What the fuck was I thinking rejecting her? “How do we defeat him?”