Dracula Blood Novels & Stories

"So, Undead bloods can be use in a lot of stuff, purifying stuff, curing curse, killing vampires and werewolves, even used as a foul magic main ingredients…also, the blood quality and prices depends on the monsters rank, even 10ml of the lowest rank zombie blood cost 1 gold….is that what you were saying?..". "Yes…".(Bar) The draining process already done by now, Bar and Rafaela was in the process of storing all the 30 blood bags (30 Liter). the Zombie lord is still alive but barely as it's body was nothing more than a skin sack.

He must have felt my irritation. "That's what we're saying, and there's nothing special about him. His blood is very bitter, and his brain isn't worth the while. I wasted my time on him for nothing." Dracula said and sipped from his cup. From the squeeze of his face, one could see that he was disgusted by the blood. It was like he was forcing himself to drink it, like if he didn't, he would die. Then he raised his head to stare at me, "That is why I want her blood. It's so sweet and I would keep her for a very long time."

I entered my car and drove to the forest, walking deep, I found Dracula sucking a human's blood. Noticing my presence, he smiled broadly, showing his blood-stained canines. "Join me for lunch" He said, offering the head. "I don't feed on blood thank you" I replied coldly and took a few strides closer to him. "Very funny" He laughed and dropped the head. "You should know why I need the blood. With just a demon blood I'll have enough power and bring in more troops and also access black magic" He disclosed, laughing mischievously.

Kill after kill, life after life, death before death, like an Ouroboros, an eternal and vicious circle and yet an electrifying feeling to Count Dracula, the dragon. Alex unlocks the door and walks into the room, her gown expressing her curves but there is no one to appreciate it except the beast and his victims. Dracula’s clothing is covered in blood, his face and hands are drenched in the blood of the scientists. He drops the last of the dismembered scientist as he sees Alex, “Get someone to clean this place up,” she gives a slight bow as Dracula walks out of the room. She checks to make sure she is alone, she goes to one of the computers and plugs in a flash drive and she downloads informa

"Derek, as the son of Dracula We'd only vree your dear friend, after you've agreed to give me a bit of your blood?" She grinned at the end of her request. "No!!!!?". Lucas fought and got hit by one the witch... They would've killed Lucas if I didn't agree to give them my blood, something I'm sure will aid them in the arrival of Dracula, himself. "Fine! I agree". I said after thinking for sometime... "Good ,". She beams excitedly.. I was taken to a room to get my blood and afterward, I came back with hopes of brining Lucas home, however, Bebe requested hasn't ended ...

“You think I don't know your rotten wits, Baron? You want to take June's blood so you can beat me, right? Then that spell, you want him to be your slave, right? Don't make me want to kill you in the most pathetic way, Baron!” “No... Don't do that! I will go. I promise I won't bother him again…” said the Baron with horror in his eyes. "Late. I've already decided I'll kill you," Drake replied curtly. The moment after, Drake tore the Baron's body into two pieces like a violent tear. Vampires' bodies didn't have blood, so Drake looked like he was literally tearing up dead matter. June frowned at him. Now he understood why Drake said it was the most pathetic way for the Baron to die, because afte

"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 sun is shining. "Isn't she your girl?" Huh? Who? Me? My mind asked that because of confusion. “Yes. He is the one our schoolmates are talking about. They said they couldn't smell her blood so they didn't know if she is vampire blood or not," "Really?!" “Yes. And even if you smell the air, you won't smell anything from her except her perfume," "That's weird," "Bro, I didn't smell anything on her except her perfume," "Me too, I didn't smell her blood,"

assistant"> Seeing blood instead of tears flowing from a vampire's eyes left Jane in shock. She had always wondered whether a vampire could ever cry. Ever since learning of their existence, they had always seemed like creatures incapable of shedding tears, as though sadness never manifested the same way it did for humans. Yet somehow, it seemed they could cry after all. Not with ordinary tears though, but with thick crimson blood that slowly streaked down their cheeks. Somehow, the sight looked even more heartbreaking than actual tears, making it difficult for her to look away.

I unwilling followed Draco from behind and I less than half second we both made to basement floor. “Fuck…. This is extremely powerful negative energy” Draco said by crunching his eyebrow and staring at lower part of basement which was equal to sea of dark black blood and yellowish colored substance, it looked like yellow white fluid that are generally flowed out of human body when they are dead.... Something like Mucas.. I turned my head and saw that even all walls inside basement were full of sticky blood and this blood looked like as if it was getting solidified.