Dracula Blood Novels & Stories

More feathers tossed into the air and with a suppressed groan of pain, the blow caught the Tenth Presbyter in the arm, mangling it into an impossible angle as he tumbled to the ground. Chu Xun reached for the canine tooth. But his finger just barely grazed the tooth and it snapped into halves with a crack and from the midst of the fine hairline crack, blood began seeping out. But it was no ordinary blood. The entire sky turned red right when the blood began dribbling out as if heralding the advent of an ancient horror. The True Blood of a Suan Ni. Chu Xun's breathing began to pick up pace as he lurched with amazement. The True Blood of an ancient horror. It might be a substance of great age

“I'd give anything to have a father like that.” “Yeah,” she murmured. “I really am.” “Bella, come here,” said Victor. It was a command, not an invitation. “What's that?” she asked, eying the box warily. “It's a supply of blood since human donors aren't practical right now,” he said, lifting the top of the cooler to reveal six one-pint bags filled with dark red liquid. Now she understood what the confusing mixture of scents had been. Blood behaved a lot like food to vampires. When it was hot and fresh, coursing through the vein, its scent was easy to distinguish. When it was chilled or frozen, the scent lingered but wasn't overpowering.

It took Leana almost all day to recover from her blood loss. Kella was working overtime to heal her, but the body can only recover so fast from loss of blood. When she finally opened her eyes, Drake had nearly sobbed in relief. I think maybe he actually did, because I smelled the scent of blood and there was a bit smudged on his face. Do vampires cry blood tears? I have no idea.

She says interrupting my monotonous recap. I break eye contact with those insanely blue insanely gorgeous eyes and turn back around in my seat. I securely sit on the bottom of my jacket so it doesn't ride up again. I sit back against my chair arms crossed over my chest. I stand at a measly 5ft even and my small stature allows me to bring my legs up between me and the desk connected to my chair. I rest my chin on my knee as I pretend to listen to the lecture over gothic horror, excited at the fact we're about to start Frankenstein. I've read the book already and have already started working on the material for it for my business. I've realized I've made a calculated mistake when I turned arou

I gestured to the ancient journal that had brought me to this point, "it talks about it. Elyrian Blood is rare, almost mythical. And according to this vampire’s journal, it’s the key to their freedom over humanity. They believe if they can find people with this blood, they can live forever." Lucas stared at me, his face pale. "Freedom? We vampires want freedom?" His voice had a mix of disbelief and fear. "But why... why you? Why would they want your blood?" I glanced down at my hands, the tremor still running through them. "I don’t know. But they found me. Red and Donald Dale And now they want it. My blood. They want to drink it, they think it will make them... unstoppable." I looked up, mee

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

I picked up my sidearm. He shook his head and sighed, eyeing Drak then looked at us. “It’s fine, Drak. I’m just picking up my knife. I want to show you the color of my blood. If someone is created by black magic or infected by demons. The blood color is almost black. Okay? Let me show you.” “Slowly,” Ryden said. “While we’re here wasting time, Ren doesn’t have much to stay alive.” He showed us his knife and ran the blade against the skin on his arm.

The girl dropped dead to the ground, her body turning pale as the blood has been drained out of her body. “Reapers!” some students shouted and soon, screams filled the air and the students started running for their lives, bumping into each other and the creatures started attacking them, sinking their fangs into their necks and sucking every last ounce of their blood before dropping their bodies and looking for another prey to hunt down.

Julian’s POV An overpowering stench of blood, mixed with the minus-thirty-degree aura of death, rushed at my face. I stopped dead in my tracks. Inside, the chilling crimson ice flowers almost completely covered the frozen corner. In the corner lay the ashes of the thermal blanket I ordered burned. And in the center of this frozen blood, lay a stark, sickening pool of black blood. That was the dead blood a human mother bleeds only when she is drained of her life force from failing to gestate a vampire.

The hybrid would need to suck on blood and feed for him to regain his strength, and Drake was an easy target. “Clubs are open for all, wolves, vampires, and witches, or do you have a sign that says otherwise, because I don’t recall seeing one.” He said, glaring at me. Elena handed him a bottle of water and another closed black bottle. He raised an eyebrow at her and she nodded.