Bram Stoker Dracula Book Novels & Stories

They also had a strong desire for bloodlust. Both Gaius and Dracula were not affected by bloodlust and crucifixes. They will not die under sunlight and wooden stakes on their hearts but will weaken almost to a mortal being. They could even control the weather by covering the sky with thick, stormy clouds to shield them from the sunlight. They also possess mesmerism, which is the ability to mentally dominate, coerce, and order people to obey his desires upon eye-to-eye contact.

"Step into the middle." The man did as he was told and before any one could say jack, Dracula launched at him and sent them to the ground. Dracula's fangs elongated and his skin became white. Instantly, he dug his head into Jonathan's neck and bit him. A deafening shout flew out of Jonathan's mouth and the birds flew out of their trees. The manticores roared and a windy storm began. Dracula sucked the blood out of Jonathan and when he was done, he got to his feet and blood was dripping down his fangs. He wiped his mouth with the back of his palm and gazed upon the devil.

They had to speak Romanian, right? Wait, Transylvania was in Romania, right? In the novel Count Dracula? Yeah, that was the case. I haven't read that book in years, but I remember the funky town name. Did that mean there were vampires in Romania? I mean, that'd be such a cliché, but were there? I've never met a vampire before. What if Xaveraq had connections with the vampires? He was keeping Callista with the werebears, did that mean he was keeping her in Romania with the vampires?

Besides, I am getting used to how odd he and Morana can sometimes be. Thankfully my classes seem to go by faster than normal, so before I know it, I find myself sitting at the fountain alone, waiting for Morana. I visited the library in between classes and checked out a few books since mine are at my house and Alec doesn't want me going there to get them. He says it's not worth the risk. I am reading Dracula by Bram Stoker now. I am so caught up in the book that I did not notice Andras's approach. I am so startled when he suddenly sits down beside me that I drop the book.

I couldn't overlook High Queen's contribution though, she had provided me with many books and manuscripts that I loved reading. "I don't want any disturbance", I ordered Bastian who was standing at the foot of the staircase. He bowed as he remained standing stoically. As soon as I reached the library, I went to the section where I had compiled the books about the evolution of our kind. I started perusing through the spines and when my gaze rested upon the black spined golden bordered book, I took it out. This was the latest collection, written by one of the Royals - Diana, after a lot of research. It dealt with how we find our mates and how the connection is strengthened. I flicked through t

EPISODE 3 I do not need much sleep, two hours at most, which I usually take when the sun is at its brightest. Sunlight does affect me, although it is not the mortal enemy Bram Stoker imagined in his tale of Count Dracula. I read the novel Dracula when it first came out, in ten minutes. I have a photographic memory with a hundred percent comprehension. I found the book delicious. Unknown to Mr. Stoker, he got to meet a real vampire when I paid him a visit one dreary English evening in the year 1899. I was very sweet to him. I asked him to autograph my book and gave him a big kiss before I left. I almost drank some of his blood, I was tempted, but I thought it would have ruined any chance he w

Dracula was now inside the mansion. There were no lights in the house except for that one room where Dracula could see the light was lit up from the outside. Dracula slowly made his way up the dark stairway. Up on the next floor, it was still dark but he could see the light source coming from underneath the closed door of a room. "Could Ambrosia be in there?", he thought. It was too conspicuous but Dracula still moved towards it. Everywhere was dead silent as he opened the door knob. The door opened and Dracula walked in.

The Ember Ghost opened his mouth and showed his sharp teeth before lowering her mouth to the exposed woman’s neck. The crowd watched in silence as the Ember Ghost appeared to suck the woman’s blood. The woman’s arms flailed weakly but her face looked serene, if not enjoying the experience. Then, the woman’s expression slowly changed into pain and she grimaced. She placed her arms around the Ember Ghost’s head weakly before dropping them weakly to her side. Then, the woman’s limp body slid out of view leaving the Ember Ghost standing. He wiped the remaining red stains from his mouth with a swipe of his arm before disappearing within the smoke that blew from across the float.

She walked to the whiteboard, picked up a marker, and wrote in large capital letters, the word IMMORTALITY. "I understand that next week you will be moving away from Shakespeare and jumping into Gothic horror literature ... just in time for Halloween." General interest spiked. Halloween was a favorite holiday for most students. Me? My life was already a nightmare. Who needed costumes when real monsters were already roaming our town? "By any chance, has anyone read The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde?" asked Mrs. Jackson. Students looked around at each other, but no one raised their hand. "How about Bram Stoker's Dracula?"

I was directed to the shelf that contained books on mystical beings. I picked the first book I could lay my hands on and opened it to the chapter where vampires were discussed. "I guess you love fairy tales," I turned to see a young man, dressed in a black suit. His hands were in his pocket as he was grinning widely at me. I cocked my eyebrow. "Vampires aren't necessarily classified as fairy tales" I corrected him. "You could say so. I mean they're different, strange, and strong. They ain't human"