Dracula Bleh Novels & Stories

My body froze. Did they notice me? “What?” “What did you hear?” “So… I heard that Dracula is really picky. And I don’t mean ordinary picky, I mean extra picky. Now is a critical time when we need him most, but he won’t wake up unless the blood is enticing enough, which explain why the brothers have been bringing in several beings, including werewolves, taking their blood into bowls and placing them near his coffin, hoping he’ll crave one and wake up, but nothing’s worked. I even heard that, out of desperation, they’ve started grinding werewolf hearts and mixing it into the blood. But still, no reaction,” the vampire continued, voice dropping even low with wonder. “Can you imagine that level

Using her attack against her, Clancy repulsed blasting the attack back at her which on contact blew her into mediate nothing. Dracula was scared by this, he had no time to scream nor could he continue smiling, he was just speechless and restless. His mind shivered like a tremor was within him and his gullet gobbled but nothing came, he was caught astound and practically adamant but his fear ruled over him immediately Clancy looked back at him. He forced out a smile accepting his fate "You're just going to kill me the same way you killed her!" He said with a bitter smile.

THE VAMPIRE'S WEAKNESS 18+ ~Fucking you is all about me~ ~l know what you're, you not a human but a witch~ ~Am a vampire, you a witch~ ~Am gonna fuck you like one~ **** SCARLETT'S POV. The dead deer lay on the side of the old country road. It's bloated corpse was sorrounded by flies and buzzards circling over its head, waiting for their moment to land and gorge themselves on the feast awaiting them. The scent of decay wafted through the air. I got the feeling that it was more than just one creature laying before me. It's ultimately met the end from the front of the semi truck.

A vampire asserting his claims on her like she was some little plaything to be owned was the last thing Nyx ever thought possible to excite her but when the words left his lips she had realized that she'd wanted nothing more than to be owned by them, shared between both brothers, used for their pleasure. Deep down inside, she somehow enjoyed the degradation, the humiliation Draven provided and it scared her.

He whispered it and although those words caused a cold shiver down my spine, it didn’t take away the sultry appeal they had. Did he mean that? I sniffed, clearing the last of the tears that had been choked up within me. “You…hate them that much?” Blade rose a brow. “Why do you care?” I shrugged halfheartedly, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible. “I don’t. But ever since Count Dracula attacked me, my interest in the supernatural world has just gone up a notch.” Blade seemed to muse on my words, then he sent a kiss to my forehead. I missed that more than I realized.

I never went with him, but I was never against it. “I think I can handle it,” I answered as I continued to eat. “Good, because it gets bloody,” Nate said grimly. “I’m not squeamish,” I responded. “But can you handle the blood? I mean, you are a vampire after all.” He cracked a smile at my little joke. “It’s not animal blood I crave,” Nate said with a serious expression, sending a chill down my spine. “Behave,” Anna chuckled, shaking her head at him.

Blood pours from the vampire’s neck and it reaches up, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. Can vampires bleed to death? I don’t think so, but he sure is acting panicked. Though even if he doesn’t die, that still looks painful. “Keep him still,” I tell my familiars, and lower my hand, letting the last of the magic fizzle out of the vampire in the leather jacket. Conjuring up another string of magic, I stand beside Lucas. The red magic in my hand illuminates his face, and it’s only then I fully appreciate the beauty in his rage.

His voice slurred near the end as if he was not sure he would finish the sentence, and I swallowed hard and scooted closer to him, tilting my head slightly before gripping the sheets beneath me, my entire body tense. I still felt like I was insane, and every horror movie I’d ever seen played in my mind, flashes of sharp fangs, drained bodies, and victims left pale and lifeless. Dracula, Blade. Interview with the Vampire, and I reflected on how the people in them barely noticed what had happened to them. In The Vampire Diaries, all it took was a little compulsion, and the humans would be fine. It couldn’t be that bad… right? I tried to console myself, but the voice returned, saying this was n

I tried to say the last one quietly hoping it wouldn’t freak her out. “Dragons? Like princess stealing, fire breathing, flying beasts?” “Yes. Though only one ever stole a princess. Most dragons are laid back and don’t like confrontation. They also all live on an island.” Mell looked concerned. “But if it helps vampires have not existed for three or for centuries. There were some that wanted to be vampires, but they went extinct a long time ago. During the crusades I believe.” I paused giving the information time to sink in, “There is a spider called a bleeder. It’s as close as you will get to a vampire.”

Dracula just snapped the douche's neck . " Should've kept his gaze down and his mouth shut " Dad spits . Vampires don't die from getting their neck snapped . They can only die from being burned alive or through a wooden stake to the heart . Perhaps I shouldn't have told you that .. Oops. Cray's minions don't dare make a scene and simple carry him away back to whatever tomb he came out of . Seems like someone needs some balls . Not spilling a single drop of blood for your master ? Seems kind of rude but well deserved considering it's Cray .