Novel & Cerita Book Review On Dracula

Placed the lamp and the bell on a small table that was in the middle of the circular room and went to explore the titles that were her old friends. Two hours later, she was sitting in her window seat and read avidly one of the books that moved more than her heart her imagination when she was younger. The book that made her hope for flapping at the window in the middle of the night was Dracula. It might seem weird that a monster can be the hero of a little sick girl, but she was amazed by the idea of eternal life and being able to transform into animals and command them, even fly!... For a girl that couldn't almost leave her house.

She left the library. Aurora stared again at her retreating figure, and she turned around to look at the guards who stood at each corner of the library. They all looked creepy with their dark suits and dark shades. Slowly, she walked towards some of the shelves as she raked her hands through each book. Then she found a book that caught her attention, which was boldly written "The Dark Dracula." She smiled at what she saw; she had always wanted to read this book but never found it. She had heard short tales about it from chapters people read but never got to read it.

Mike walked towards Brandon's room and entered with the doctor who was treating him. Vincent finds an interesting book about the origins of Dracula. Dracula is an ancient legend of the extinct Sumerians. In the beginning, Dracula, or vampire, was a powerful king. He made a pact with the devil so he could take revenge for the deaths of his wife and the people killed by his enemy.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

The rest of the scientists burst into a frantic state of chaos as they run towards the exit, screaming for help as they try to open the door but it wouldn’t bulge. Dracula breaks the professor’s neck before letting go of his lifeless body and turning his attention to his remaining prey. He charges at them, tearing them apart as he bathes in their blood and is inebriated in their fear. He enjoys every bit of it, their hopes of freedom turn into his abyss of death and pleasure, an insatiable craving. An atrocious death, but for him, it is a power-filled rebirth. Kill after kill, life after life, death before death, like an Ouroboros, an eternal and vicious circle and yet an electrifying feelin

Heaving a sigh, I picked up the book which I had left the study with and lay down on my bed before dragging the duvet at my feet up to my chest. I swiped open the book to the very first chapter and began to read. I didn't really find the book interesting but it was the least I could do for myself while serving father's punishment. The book was surprisingly about the history of vampires and my mind couldn't stop bringing back Sir Bernard's teaching about a bereaved vampire.