Vlad X Danny Novels & Stories

He breathed huskily with a smug smirk. “Ruben! What the hell is going on?” Vlad yelled as he tried the door and found it locked. “Fuck off, Vlad!” He yelled back as his face hovered just over Kat’s clit, he could smell the faint musk of her sex drawing him in intoxicatingly and pulled his fingers out pushing his tongue in, swirling it around causing Kat to moan loudly, gripping his hair. Vlad got that message loud and clear. “Jesus Christ you guys…seriously!?” Vlad said through the door a little bewildered they had managed to go from trying to kill each other to fucking each other.

“I guess I have to go,” I said quickly. I foolishly took steps at a normal human speed. As a result, Justin managed to stop me again and get in my way. “Are you a wolvire?” Justin asked suddenly. I looked at him confused. “My name is Bara, not Wolvire.” Justin patted his forehead like he was out of mind because of my foolishness. “I mean ‘wolvire’; stands for wolf-vampire.”

“You should call me sometimes. We could have interests in common.” Despite the presence of the blonde, Vlad gave me a vibe, and I smiled and said I thought we just might. After he left, I asked the bartender about him. “Vladi Vodka,” he said, showing me a bottle. “He supplies most of the clubs on the Beach.”

Adrian rolled his eyes at the bad timing of Bratva Pakhan however he didn’t stop his little work. As soon as Vladimir’s eyes fell on the scene in front of him, his almost naked wife on his enemy’s lap with his hand inside her panty, the monster inside him broke out. “YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” Vladimir growled like a wounded beast and advanced towards them with his gun. Behind him was his brother and father with their army. But Adrian’s men on the way blocked his path. They pointed their guns at the Bratva Pakhan. Isaac and their men pointed guns at them too. Dmitry pulled Mia’s body in ahead with a gun pointed at her temple.

Vlad smiled at him with narrowed eyes, “I have to make some phone calls myself now to make sure your girlfriend is alive. You can continue eating when I am gone.” He walked out of the dining hall and left Colin with only silence to accompany him. Colin stared at his full plate, but he lost the appetite to eat. He could only hope Vlad would let him leave soon because all he wanted was to make sure Vanessa was safe. Hours later Vlad finally came back and acted surprised that Colin was still there. Like he had forgotten about it. Colin knew it was a stupid game he was playing to show Colin who was in charge. He played along because he couldn’t care less about this male power play. Vlad told him

I don't know why but I felt that maybe Rosalyn kind of liked Jack too seeing how her face was full of smiles the last time we had talked about him going after her. Vladimir and Leila seemed to hit off just great, even though there was no confirmation from them yet. Some of Vladiv's men had come together with us to Russia but Matt wasn't one of them Vladiv since he was one of his trusted men then it would be better if he stayed back to take care of things in New York. "Do you feel ok?" Vladiv asked as he cupped my cheeks. "Yes," I nodded resting my head on his shoulder. "Do you want more chocolates?" He inquired.

Murmurs rippled through the group. "He's telling the truth," Kyle said quietly beside Natzy. She turned to him. "What?" "He's a genius," Kyle said, his gaze fixed on Naro. "He sees patterns most people don't." "A game?" Natzy repeated, skeptical. "VEDRAH is a trial ground," Kyle said. "We're judged here. Hunted by what we've done. The worst of what we are." Natzy's chest tightened. 'Hunted by my crimes.' The words echoed in her mind.

Dennis Yankovich would have attested to that if he still had a tongue to tell tales with. "No blood. Understood?" Vlad said sharply. "It will not do to go to war with them." "Understood boss." Vlad cracked his knuckles and contemplated the hidden curves of the policewoman underneath her shapeless clothes. One day soon those curves would be revealed to him. His deadly eyes flickered as he thought of all the ways he could bring that stubborn spirit of hers to heel. He hoped that she would fight him, it would make the chase more interesting. Perhaps he would visit her again, make sure he wasn't imagining the intense attraction that had sizzled between them in the dimly lit interrogation room.

Even his own father, Vlad The Impaler, aged like the other Volders. I stood next to Alice who clearly didn't want her brother to be in her apartment any longer. "What do you want? I only have a moment." I asked without further ado. Dostov looked at each of us in turn. "You know, you two look so good together. Even Vlad hopes that you will become Alice's partner in the future." I glanced at Alice who was frowning in disgust at Dostov. I already guessed. "Dostov, what do you want?" I asked again impatiently.

Daemonikai’s insides turned cold, like a dash of ice water had been forced down his throat. Dread filled his gut. "It's me, V.D." "How dare you invade my space? I should rip your throat out." Vladya was looking at him but not seeing him. His eyes were wild with an intent to kill.