The Blood Of Monsters Dramione Novels & Stories

Blood splattered, chaos ensued, the slave girls attempted to flee the room for their safety, and the last thing Brielle saw before her eyes were covered with a black bag sucking out her life was the stranger staring right back at her, his fangs out as he transformed into a humanoid beast. He had Lycan blood! A lycan monster! What the fuck was going on?!

“Do I?” The door slammed shut behind us. I turned sharply but the scaled creature, Draco, was already standing guard by the entrance, golden eyes fixed on us with open hostility. Ash ignored him entirely. “Hybrids.” His tone was clipped. “Who is the man behind it?” At that, the witch’s smile vanished. She placed the wooden spoon down carefully before folding her hands in her lap. “You should not say that name so loudly.” My jaw tightened. “People are dying.” “And more will die,” she replied calmly. “That is the nature of monsters.”

Damian's thirst for blood was insatiable, and he continued to kill indiscriminately, leaving a trail of dead bodies in his wake. Christopher and Briana, Damian's two friends, were on the run, unaware that the monster killing people was actually their friend. They only realized the truth when they saw him sucking the blood of his latest victim, completely covered in bloodstains, with eyes that looked like that of a killer - yellowish-black. “Oh my God, Eric! What happened to you?” Christopher exclaimed in disbelief and shock. “That's not Eric.... That's the devil,” Briana said, terrified. Damian lifted his head and faced them. He stood up and left his victim behind, ready to make Christopher

The idea of her knowing some of the personal things I've done or thought, made me blush a little. "What are you mind linking? Is it about my dad?" Draco snapped. I shot my head around with a hiss. He jumped back. "Fuck, you're a vampire too? What the hell are you?" He demanded an answer with a little more dominance in his voice than I cared for. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a flame flash in his dark brown eyes. "What?" Lorena asked me in concern, before pulling Draco's face towards her. "Crap. Draco, you're a Dragon!"

Draco and Jasmine were confused but Draco showed him his mark, Damon watched it carefully and touched it and dropped his head back and chanted something In just couple of second ‘Fish bone Rune’ that was imprinted on Draco chest by Savannah as her mark was vanished completely… Damon turned back his head to Draco and opened his eyes, Draco who was looking at him with disbelief in his eyes questioned him “Ho.. how did that happened?” Damon Smirked and responded “It’s Merman Thing....” “…..” Draco

She was close to overpowering him when Darwin, with a cruel smirk, pulled a silver dagger from his cloak, hidden from her view. In a flash, he struck, plunging the dagger deep into her side. Anita gasped, her body convulsing in pain, her strength fading as the silver burned through her. Still, she managed to whisper a final vow, her voice steady even as her life ebbed away. “You may kill me,” she said, her words laced with quiet defiance. “But mark my words, Darwin—a Red Lycan more powerful than you can imagine will rise to avenge us. One day, she will come for you… and end this reign of betrayal.”

I could see my family's faces begin to warp in horror as a firm hand suddenly grabbed my shoulder from behind; I turned sharply, and what I saw made my stomach churn as I stared into the eyes of some distant cousin, eyes froze in shock, blood streaming down his face like blood. I screamed as I stumbled backward on something, not something, I realized as I fell backward on my father's body, still in wolven form, his black fur sticky with blood, his spine jutting out of his back. Master Damon Blood was everywhere; the crimson liquid splattered all across the marble floor like rubies on beach sand . Glass shattering around. The smell of death growing stronger. “Master Damon!" a voice jolted me

"You don't have an answer to this question because you don't know him... The blood which runs in his veins is monstrous and monsters don't care about anyone... Sooner or later he will crush you under his ego, will force his power on you and his darkness will consume you... Those men only thinks about themselves, Mira. When they are in need, they don't give a fuck about your consent... They all are monsters." "My monster is different from your monster, Patricia... I know his blood isn't monstrous..." She stated proudly and walked away. Mira flinched when she felt hand around her waist. It was Damon who had come back after the shower. "You are so lost in the show that you don't even pay attent

“The Black Blood, the hybrid lineage of Lilith and Draven. At last, it awakens.” Evelyn opened her eyes. Humanity was gone. Her voice came out raw, inhuman: “You wanted a purge of blood?... Let me oblige.” A wave of crimson burst outward. Dozens of hunters were hurled back, weapons melting in their hands. The ground itself turned scarlet. Adrian lunged toward her, grabbing her arm. “Eve! Stop! You’re not a monster!” “Get out of here!” she screamed, shoving him away. “I can’t control it!”

She rushed forward, holding a blood-soaked mass of flesh. Ophelia took one look at it and froze, panic flashing across her face.