Vlad Masters Danny Phantom Novels & Stories

"Who is he?" "Master—" "Answer my question?" Master William yelled. I could hear my heart drumming in my own ears. "Do you have any interest in him?" He questioned, clenching his jaw. I nodded, immediately earning myself a hard stinging slap on my left cheek that had me landing on the floor. Tears stung under my eyes, I didn't dare look up. I didn't dare stand up.

They had never thought that Lucas would dare to speak to Childe Chevor in this way. The Young Master of the Chevor family, Danny Chevor, was one of the rich playboys in the Void Cloud Base City. Hearing Lucas' words, Danny couldn't help being furious as he stared at Lucas. "Do you know who I am?" In Danny's opinion, Lucas definitely didn't know who he was. Otherwise, Lucas wouldn't dare to talk to him like this. "I don't know who you are. I'm not interested either," said Lucas indifferently. Danny sneered and said indifferently to Lucas, "What if I tell you that I am Danny Chevor, the Young Master of the Chevor family?"

He might have a stutter but otherwise, his voice is masculine. “Shut up, worm! Or I will make you!” another male says. I turn around and look at the door right when two strong males drag inside the one I suspect is the slave—Vladimir. He had short dirty blond hair and a mouth made for kissing. He has no shirt on and his chest is full of cuts, welts and blood. The only thing he is wearing is a pair of old jeans.

Suddenly, Zompano hissed and the warrior fell down with a thud before taking long gasps of dear life and breath while Zompano clutched his bloody wrist tight before his wolf healed it back. “Vlad,” Zompano grunted at his Beta and the culprit behind Zompano’s bloody wrist. “We need as many warriors as possible right now, Alpha and killing our own won’t destroy the enemy,” Vlad said as he took back his weapon. “Where the fvck were you when all this happened ?” Zompano growled. “I went for one day- only one day on a vacation with my mate after God knows how many years and you got yourself charmed and lost our Luna and Witch Army that day only ?” Vlad growled back.

Suddenly, Zompano hissed and the warrior fell down with a thud before taking long gasps of dear life and breath while Zompano clutched his bloody wrist tight before his wolf healed it back. “Vlad,” Zompano grunted at his Beta and the culprit behind Zompano’s bloody wrist. “We need as many warriors as possible right now, Alpha and killing our own won’t destroy the enemy,” Vlad said as he took back his weapon. “Where the fvck were you when all this happened ?” Zompano growled. “I went for one day- only one day on a vacation with my mate after God knows how many years and you got yourself charmed and lost our Luna and Witch Army that day only ?” Vlad growled back.

CHAPTER FOUR. YEAR 1850... •T–––M–––V–––P–––L• A tall bulky man paced around in his Chambers – he was the Master vampire, known as Lord Edgar – he was aggravated, furious and bitter towards his son, Elbert. He couldn't believe that a mere human, a dirty slave was the one controlling his own son, the next Master vampire. The rumors were fueling the whole town, serving as a mockery and a stain upon the Edgar name.

A few moments later the large double doors decorated with antique ornaments in front of me burst open, and His Highness Vladislav Dracula aka Vlad the Impaler walked in. Vlad is one of the most intimidating Volders I've ever met, not only because of his title and power but also because of his physique. With a large build and nearly two meters tall, it was hard not to feel intimidated the moment he walked into the room. Long wavy black hair framing both high cheekbones, his face still typical of the nobles of old. A pair of black eyes looks like a black hole that has no soul, some say that Vlad used to have the same eye color as Dostov and Alice, namely gray, but an accident caused his eyes p

Hoping she could tell him something at least. Although he could tell that Valeria was not like Victoria or Lindsey. She was a fragile human being. As expected, Valeria had no idea. Valeria shook her head and narrowed her gaze again. "My name is Winston Hound. I am the vampire Master from Rome. And I am the man you are fated with. I am your mate." Said the vampire master standing in front of Valeria. Valeria's eyes widened as she looked at the man standing in front of her. She was staring into his eyes while breathing heavily. She never expected to be with a vampire master. But she was somewhat happy knowing that her mate was a vampire master. That too a man who looked like a Greek God. Looki

"Boy! You are asking for death now!" "You can try of you want I'm as immortal as you are!" Ray kept screaming, making sure his palm closed more and more, he wanted Helga to feel the pain, the pain Yolanda had to feel! Tika! Every wolf they conspired against. "Who are you?" Vlad asked staying his next attack. "Raymondias, I'm your grandson"

“You see, little wolf, Vladimyr has always been a master of deception. He wears masks. Especially his counterpart. Lucifer… and he belongs to me.” “No.” My voice was barely more than a whisper, but it carried all the defiance I could muster. “He does not belong to you! He is mine, just as I am his. Whatever you think you have over him, it won’t work. Not anymore. Whatever it is, I do not care. He is mine.”