Dracula Bleh Novels & Stories

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

Doru remained on the balcony and looked mockingly at Bruce. “That toy is useless against me,” he sneered confidently. “These guards may have fallen prey to it because we are of a mutated lineage, but not me. I am Doru, the true and legitimate son of Dracula, Prince of Darkness. His blood runs pure through my veins and I cannot be destroyed.”

The blood slid towards the edge but before any of it made it to her mouth, she lowered the cup again and groaned in frustration. "What now?" Mason, equally as frustrated, asked. "I can't see it, but I can still smell it." "Vampires are supposed to be attracted to the smell, why is this not working?" He wondered aloud. Harley cast her eyes downward, knowing that it was just as hard on him as it was on her. She didn't know the answer to his question. As a vampire, blood should have been a natural craving. Instead she was repulsed by it.

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

She shivers; she wants to run but where would she go? These are vampires and escaping them with a bleeding leg would be impossible. She is caught off from her thoughts as Dracula suddenly appears before her. Her knees immediately go weak and her bones creak like an old ship, she raises her head slowly and finally stares into the eyes of Dracula. He holds her gaze in a cold stare and pushes her to the ground. “Don’t worry, blood never lies” he says. Rachael groans, Dracula bends down and grips the heel of the penknife, he slides it downward increasing the cut on Rachael’s leg.

If it were up to her, she could have spent the rest of the morning sitting there like that and gazing at his mesmerising blue eyes. “Dracula has red eyes; yours is blue.” “Is that a question?” Andrew frowned. “I'm just trying to keep the conversation going; don't be such an ass.” “Dracula is fiction. I am real.” “Dracula can turn into a bat. He is a badass, and you can't, so yeah, blame me for liking him.” “Is that supposed to insult me?” “Maybe,” she grinned. “But anyway, why are you not scared of the sunlight and didn't turn into dust or shimmer like Edward fucking Collen?”

Emma showed her cellphone screen to Mike and Jake. "Romania is a country in Eastern Europe shrouded in many legends and myths. One of the most famous is about the legendary blood-sucking creature, the vampire, depicted in the incarnation of the popular figure, Dracula." Emma started reading the article. "Dracula" is a character in a novel by Bram Stoker. Vlad Tepes, a regional leader of Transylvania and Wallachia—now part of Romania—who lived in the 15th century, inspired him. Vlad is described as a cruel leader who is known for slowing the deaths of his enemies with various horrific tortures. His actions made Vlad known as an evil tyrant, so many feared invading his territory." Jake and Mic

Dracula was still talking when Derek landed a punch on his face , the punch was so strong that it sent Dracula crashing on a pillar close which cracked "ahhhh " he cried out in pain "Derek !" Hilda yelled , the look on his face was dark and he looks really furiously and also sad .I notice the smirk on Lenny's face shows she was enjoying all this " you ruined my life " Derek roared and speedily made to body slam Dracula who was fast enough to move away and Derek body slam the pillar which shattered and he fell on the floor "Derek stop this madness don't me hurt you " Dracula yelled but Derek sniggered and launched countless punches at him but he dodged skillfully and kick his lower ribs

She was an extremely ticklish person. He turned her to face him and gave her a long hard kiss before pulling the blanket over them. *** Down below in the dining hall, Vlad, Hans and Thomas were sharing a bottle of Pinot Noir. Thomas had officially become Vlad’s number one fan after he found out that Vlad had been the inspiration for Bram Stoker’s Dracula. “What about Twilight? What do you think of it?” he asked, slightly tipsy from all the wine.