Dracula Bleh Novels & Stories

“Bloodlust is an ability that, as you correctly saw the other time, can be used by vampire royalties, but it comes at a steep price.” “The loss of sanity,” Mane mumbled as he looked into Dracula’s eyes, the same eyes that resembled his own. While they were blue like his, they were lacking in reason. The drool that escaped Dracula’s mouth was also uncommon. Clearly, the Prince of Darkness was not in his right mind.

"Come on. One last night before we throw ourselves into three consecutive suicide missions. Who's with me?" I expected Walter to shut him down. Expected Dracula to forbid it. Expected someone to be the responsible adult. Instead, Willow smiled. "Why the hell not? We've earned it." "The alcohol is in the east wine cellar," Dracula said, not even looking up from the maps. "Third shelf from the bottom. The vampire wine. Don't drink more than two glasses unless you want to hallucinate your own death." "Noted!" Brady was already heading for the door. "Brady," Dracula called after him. "That was a warning, not a suggestion."

The remark brought a smattering of laughter from the class. Dr. Clerval smiled. “A poor joke, I know, but one that amuses me.” He shuffled forward to the front of the dais. “Let's have some fun before we get more serious. Another show of hands. How many of you fine young students have read the original Dracula, by Bram Stoker?” Leesa looked down on perhaps half as many hands this time. “Fewer hands, that's obvious,” the professor said. “What else do you notice?”

Anita sat on her bed reading one of the books Constantine gave her. Dracula documentaries "....The meaning of his name Dracula is 'Son of the dragon'. He being not just evil but also transforms people into evil. He is condemned to live on human blood for all eternity. Even if it's just a Story there are things we have to understand, that evil will always hunt good.... Hmm interesting."

I knew my vampire lore. “Yes.” He sipped his drink without taking his eyes off me, as if he were Jonathan and I were Thena, lovers who endured incredible horrors and stood the test of time. “Dracula was a killer.” “Perhaps.” “Are you?” “I’ll let you decide, Thena.”

I muttered. “You want her to send you a letter?” Lucien asked, genuinely confused. “It was a joke, Dracula.” “I am not Dracula,” he said stiffly. “And if I were, I would certainly have better taste in victims.” “Oh, wow. Insult and flex. Impressive multitasking for someone born before plumbing.” “I do not appreciate being compared to lesser mythological creatures.” I rolled my eyes so hard they nearly dislocated. Then Brenda flickered the kitchen lights in a frantic S-O-S pattern.

Maximus, Georgia, and Luna, standing as a united front, awaited Dracula's response. "I have observed the unfolding events with great interest," Dracula remarked. "The moonlit mark is a rare occurrence, and Luna's presence in this alliance is a testament to the intricate dance between werewolves and vampires. As you step into my castle, let it be known that the alliance between our packs and kingdoms will be tested and strengthened within these walls."

He bared his teeth at Dracula, growling deep in his throat. But Dracula isn't shaken at all. He stood his ground, his eyes fixed on Alpha Larry's. The two beings stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, each sizing up the other. "So you choose to hide here Larry, have you become that weak after losing your dad" dracula says to him. "Don't you dare test me dracula, leave my pack alone" alpha Larry barks at him with so much rage.

The realization in Henry’s mom of fear, but not for her, for her family was showing in her face. “MOM!” Shouted out Henry “Run Henry! Run!” Henry’s Dad yelled as he tried to reach his wife. However, he was held down by 4 more vampires. Henry ran as fast as he could. Mara was not bothered by Henry’s departure. She was to be occupied by having to strong adults she could turn instead. Once she drained the blood out of Henry’s Mom, she dropped her to the ground and set her fangs on Henry’s Dad. Henry heard him say one last thing. “Henry Run and don’t look back!”

"I can feel your fear, smell your blood, and my body is screaming to take a big, huge bite." Elijah Orleans was overcome with uncontrollable fear that seemed to fill every part of his body. The woman standing before him had a face that turned dark as she stared at him. She pulled back a little, her chest rising, and her mouth opening in a way that he knew was not possible for a normal human being. Large fangs came out in the place of her normal teeth, and her face took on the shape of a ferocious animal. Veins popped out on her face, and her pure brown eyes turned a shade of black worse than anything he had ever seen before. She growled, emitting the most terrifying sound he had ever heard.