Voice Of Blood Dramione の小説・ストーリー

Damon pov i was still try to lay low for a while, i have been in the shadows watching everything that has been happening, keeping silent not until the story got more interesting. things happened to change so fast, someone new was in town a long time lost friend of mine 'draven' he was known to be the alpha of the blood thirst pack, a fierce, relentless fighter, he was very strong and fearless. i wondered why he came here, deep down within him am a threat in which i know,but he doesn't know i have been here longer than him. i saw him with mauriel and that made me pay closer look towards them, i could always spot the two of them together and the closeness . so i had a plan, i followed them sec

A warning. Or maybe a promise. Suddenly, footsteps echoed down the corridor. I froze, heart pounding, as Damon appeared in the doorway. His shirt was bloodstained. His hair wild. And his eyes—those eyes that once held charm and lies in equal measure—were pure fury now. “You feel it, don’t you?” His voice was low, dangerous. “The Blood Moon. It’s waking you up. But it’s mine, Elara. I claimed this night. I claimed you.”

When she had greeted him this morning, he had simply replied her quickly and walked away making her heart sink to the deepest pit of her stomach. Damien would steal glances at Kira and the moment he noticed that she was about to look his way, he'd looked away not wanting to be caught. He was battling with what he felt and refused to believe he did all of that in his own accord. He desperately wanted to believe Damon did all of that and not him. "Are you ready to speak now?" Draco asked and after finally giving up on being resistant, the creature nodded his head weakly. "Good. Now, let's begin with your name and what you bastards are really called. I'm curious buddy, what exactly are you peop

Drake yells, pulling the creature to him and biting into his wrist, putting it to the man’s mouth. “Demetrius? The one we left at your grandfather’s castle?” I ask horrified. That man looked like a distinguished gentleman. This….person, looks like a corpse. The man, Demetrius, latches onto Drake’s wrist, sucking hard. “Leana, I need your blood,” Drake says, not looking away from his friend. I walk slowly toward Drake, not exactly sure what he means that he needs my blood.

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

Draco muttered. I opened my mouth to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. “Zara, I don't see Jamie and Theon,” Lia whispered, trembling, and I glanced up to meet Draco's gaze, mustering a little courage that I didn't know I have. “Draco, where are my men? Jamie and Theon." Draco chuckled. “I thought you'd never ask. Theon is right here,” he announced, raising a human head, with blood trickling from it.

Damien is first in here and he rushes to her side to check her over and then he glares at me. "She has lost too much blood, we need a blood transfusion." Damien says and looks at Aziel, refusing to look at me. I am still sitting on the floor trying so hard to remember where it had gone wrong. "Okay I can give blood, since I am a dragon I am a universal donor." Aziel say and nods. "Great and your blood holds a lot of magic. This should help her but when I do this you might feel some dizziness. I will try to rech her mind and connect the two of you." Damien say and starts to pull out needles and tubes.

Clenching it tight to the point I felt the blood from my hands. The doctor says nothing. He nods to his goons who push past and come over to me. I pull the sharp shard out and point it to them. “I’m not as stupid as I was.” I giggle. “I will slice your throats and drink your blood!” I growl. “Killian they’re helping you!” my Mum shouts. I look over to her and smile. “Help? They were suppressing the real me not helping!” I shout. While I am distracted; the goons disarm me and throw me to the floor. I scream and scream to the point I cough blood. Again... needle in the neck.

I mentally cursed as I saw blood started to swell. "Ngghhh! Ouch!" I hissed in pain. He closed his eyes. A wide grin enveloped his lips. Lord Damon then covered his eyes using his bare hands as Lord Damon began to sing like a child. He whisks the syringe in the air like a mad person. "Eenie meenie miney... moe!" As Lord Damon screamed at the very end of the song, a vein popped out from his neck as the corners of his eyes crinkled.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.