Vlad Plasmius Novels & Stories

Strong hands caught me before I hit the ground. I blinked. Empty and dark eyes. Sharp cheekbones. A powerful presence that sent an instant chill down my spine. I knew this man. Even through my delirium, even through the haze of exhaustion and blood loss— I recognized him without missing a single beat. Vlad the Impaler. Vladislav Moroz. The most powerful businessman in the world. And Malcom was right behind me.

I heard a sudden chuckle. “Be careful!” Count Vlad said as he pulled me backward. The fucker didn’t die? What the hell? “You won’t be able to kill me that easy. So don’t feel that victorious still,” Sergius said as he stood up. “What is he?” Count Vlad asked. “He’s a mutant,” I mumble. Experimented he could indeed prevent him from dying? As Sergius moves forward, Count Vlad pushes me out of the way, and Sergius attacks him. He looked different. His veins are popping with a black liquid.

Rosalyn spoke in such a calm tone, repeating her words, balancing herself despite the shaking ground. Elias stepped in front of me instinctively. Xavier’s wolf exploded forward, gold bleeding into his irises, dominance slamming into the floor so violently even Elias staggered. “Valerie,” he gritted out, voice low, feral, lethal. “Behind me. Now.” But I couldn’t move. Because her power, Lisa’s power, rolled through me like ice water and wildfire intertwined, crawling up my spine, into my lungs, into the marrow of my bones.

Vlad stood his ground, " I think you should leave our office because whatever happens we are not going to get into this cooperation. " Caden and Mikasa glanced at each other and the fear crippled me. If they wanted to end his life now, they wouldn't take more than a few seconds. I heard them laughing and clapping like bullies. "Who the hell is he? " Mikasa asked. Caden grinned, " Ms. Isla's brother. I can see the resemblance. " Vlad grew furious, " I am not her brother! " "Oh, sorry. He must be the dad. I see the resemblance too. "Mikasa added.

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

A man in a flashy Versace shirt glasses sat on a sofa, peeling an apple with a switchblade. Viktor. An internationally notorious arms dealer for the Russian Bratva, and the maddest dog in Moscow. He played the part of a playboy, but everyone knew his methods were crueler than anyone's. "You saved me?" My voice was raspy, like I’d swallowed a handful of gravel.

“See, just like us.” Kai nods. “The fact that he broke through the barrier alone shows me that he’s powerful, but he’s dying, so he won’t be much use to anyone. If it were me in his position, I would want solitude as my dying wish as well, so I’ll grant it.” He says, then turns on his heel as well. Vladimir has disappeared into the woods, a man who looks like Kai but is undoubtedly filled with hate and resentment. I can’t imagine living my life like that anymore, not now that I have Nova at my side.

As a matter of fate, in those decisive days, seven years after Raymond pulled him out of the brothel, someone recognized the twenty-sixth richest man in the world, Demitri Balk, is the former bandit Vladek Rostrovich. In seven years, Vladek rose to wealth, privilege, and power. He used the money gained from his underworld operations to pave the way for his legitimate business ambitions. He now owns almost the entire steel industry with a large amount of oil-rich land in Russia, diamond mines in Africa, and enough shares in European companies to make the world forget. his lowly origin. He was extremely wary and notoriously skeptical.

That it isn't a big deal. But while eating and talking with Miranda, something bugs me the most. I wasn't aware of it until now, and only realized this one fact.. Vladimyr is immortal.

Erebus looked disapprovingly at the man in front of him with a crystal glass containing a red liquid which was his favorite food "where did you get it?" Erebus asked, making Vlad immediately lift the crystal glass "Why do I like it so much?" said Vlad again, staring at the blood "You prey on humans, I'm sure it's not animal blood?" Erebus asked again making Vlad nod his head "Yes, you guessed right, this is very sweet human blood, it's rare for me to be able to eat this much," he said again, making Erebus immediately look at him with a questioning look.