Nox Draven Novels & Stories

Intrigued by this mysterious girl with silver hair and ember eyes, he resolved to get to know her better. Offering her a ride was his way of extending an olive branch, an invitation into his world. At first, Aqua hesitated, politely declining his offer. But as the heavens opened up and rain began to pour down in torrents, her resolve softened, and she accepted. The moment she climbed into his truck, Damon couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. The old Chevy pickup may have seen better days, but to Damon, it was more than just a vehicle—it was a symbol of his roots, a connection to his past. He drove it with pride, a tribute to his uncle, who had passed away. His uncle was the only one

I headed toward the washroom to collect myself. As I walked, I noticed a man standing in front of the women's washroom. He looked to be in his twenties. His face was hard, his hands clenched into fists. I knew him. I had seen him somewhere before. Draven. He belonged to one of the biggest families in the dark world and the business world. Why was he standing in front of the women's washroom? I chose to ignore it. I already had enough on my plate. Pushing the door open, I walked to the washbasin and wet my hands.

Steam rose from his fur as the toxin clashed violently against his regenerative strength. Memories flickered through the haze— Violetta’s face. Her trembling hands. Her stomach. Their child. The beast stilled. Just for a second. That instinct—protect—cut through the hunger. Draven forced his body toward the river and plunged into it without hesitation. Ice-cold water swallowed him whole. The shock made his muscles convulse, the poison surging painfully through his bloodstream. He stayed under. Letting the cold attack the fire. Letting the pain anchor him.

WARNING: this chapter contains descriptions of sexual assault === The room instantly felt too hot and Chloe tried to swallow, her mouth feeling dry. A hand on her naked arm made her jump and she looked up to find Nathaniel towering over her, his eyes lasciviously roaming over her body. “You know, I never found my mate?” Nathaniel suddenly spoke, his voice low. “I searched and searched but after years of disappointment I finally gave up. For a while I was okay with not having a mate, not having a family but as I get older I realise that I can’t run this pack alone and certainly not forever. The pack needs a Luna. We need hope that there is a future…”

he said mostly to himself. VVVVV The champagne tasted like shit in her mouth. How could she be here celebrating over the death of her members? Red Dawn hadn’t killed anyone yet, Megumi had been the first to draw blood. Takahiro wouldn’t take this sitting down. He’d fight back, and he’d fight back harder. But she couldn’t afford to not be at this small party. Megumi already suspected her. “So what now?” Takashi asked. “You get a move on” she hissed.

Even Nellie was yet to drop in since he'd been there. They'd moved on from boxing to Call Of Duty, a military type game where they paired up in teams. "Noah, what are you doing?" Abel nudged him with his knee. "You're supposed to back me up; he almost got me." Hector laughed, going heavy on the bombs, taking advantage of Noah's slipup. Noah made a few maneuvers to get his man out of harm's way, but his eyes were back on the door where Roni smiled as she greeted whoever it was. She glanced back at Noah with an expression he couldn't quite make out before she walked out onto the porch, closing the screen door behind her.

Hayley took the photo and looked at it. “What is this girl's name? Do you have any other information about this girl? I need additional information to find it," said Hayley. “Her name is Frey… Frey.” I repeated the name, Frey. I would like to mention Frey's full name. However, I had a feeling they would find Frey a vampire if I mentioned Drucilla's name here. “She left the town of Linnea around three in the morning,” I added.

Mark told him. “He is also not an angel, fey or elf. That left vampire or warlock.” Grandfather Eivor said. Savannah tried to describe him to them, but her memory was hazy thanks to that damn sedative. Dorian did his voodoo mind reading shit to her which shocked both her and Daniel. It was weird to be part of it and it made me somewhat nauseous. “He is a hybrid vampire/warlock. His name is Vegas, well that is the name he goes by. He also happens to be Ulriks half-brother.” Dorian explained.

Ms Reina replied. Noah scratched the back of his head and stretched his arms then began to speak, "Well, unlike all of you, I wasn't reincarnated. I was alive the whole time and fighting this war for millennia. I've met the Calma staff for several years now. It's just recently though that I got to know Maura. I only have one purpose and that is to destroy the entity that appeared before us a while ago, Moros, the daemon of doom. I won't let Elpis' sacrifice go to waste. As long as Moros lingers the surface of the earth, strife has no end." For the first time, Noah didn't look goofy. He's actually determined, and I can see a fire in his eyes showing all of us how passionate he is.

she said with a slow shake of her head. Jim took his eyes off the road to look at her. “I’m so sorry, Chloe. Neither Marcus nor I realized how dangerous this assignment really was.” Chloe emitted a weak chuckle. “Who would? You do realize Sudnik’s a trybrid, right?” Jim looked genuinely confused. “A what?” “He’s a vampire, werewolf, and human all wrapped in one handsome package,” she said. “Holy shit,” Jim hissed. “We thought it was a human trafficking case.”