Dracula Graphic Novels & Stories

The drawing showed Dracula, the leader of the vampires leading his army into the world of men. Anika who couldn't stop staring at the paintings in the celling walls of the store while walking, mistakenly trip on her own foot and hit a man who was wearing dark shades. He's dark shades was nock off from his face, and the man turned back to look at the person who hit him only to see Anika.

With Syrax and Morgana Hellsing working together, Dracula was defeated. He was sealed, still conscious, inside a coffin, a cruel torture to inflict on anyone. Seven thousand years passed. The seal weakened, and Dracula was finally freed. All that time, being trapped but aware, had driven him mad. He discovered that by sharing his blood, he could create creatures like himself vampires. During this time, he met Luca Giovanni, Lorenzo's grandfather, an immortal werewolf. Luca had somehow killed Syrax, the dragon of fire, and taken his power for himself achieving immortality. How he did this remained a mystery even till this day.

Her eyes then bulged at the sight of me, the sound of a gasp entering her lips before she looked at Xander. That was the last thing I saw before he closed the door, cutting off most of the light that was entering into the room. I could barely see anything more than three feet ahead of me. I took a long shaky breath as I turned towards Xander, freezing under his suddenly confident gaze. His mossy green eyes shone through the dark as all vampires eyes did. His familiar grin made a quick appearance, instinctively making me take a step back. The slim hope I had of those files even existing quickly disappeared.

He was eager to get it over with but dreading it at the same time. Dracula stormed into the study, moving past Dragomir as if he wasn’t there. He didn’t stop until he’d reached his large mahogany desk at the far side of the room. He took a decanter of blood that Dragomir had the foresight to order brought in and filled an ornately gold trimmed crystal goblet. Dragomir waited for his father to down the blood before clearing his throat. “I am fully aware of your presence, Dragomir,” Dracula snapped. His eyes blazed a fiery red as he glowered at his eldest son. “It better be something good bringing you here. I have had a very bad start to my evening and do not wish for more irritation.”

Layla's POV: The last few lectures have been about things such as werewolves, witches, and vampires. The Professor has also spoken in depth about the history of Draphend and its association with the supernatural. I am eager to learn more about these beings, hoping to find out more about myself as well as the Draven family. The night Mr Draven hired me he told me of the family's secret. They are vampires. He assured me I was in no danger as they fulfill their thirst for blood on animals. For some strange reason I felt at ease as soon as I entered the Draven manor. I willingly accepted the job and since then I have been reading and studying as much as I can on vampires.

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

I chanted as he slid his fingers out and licked it I scrunched my nose as he chuckled and his eyes became dark all of a sudden. The wind began to howl and blow fiercely as he pushed me onto my back. The shutters flew about as the fire went off. Everywhere became dark and Scary as his fangs grazed my neck before piercing me deep. I screamed in pain but later began to moan and thrash on the bed. .. .. 💕 Unknown POV 💕 .. ..

Kyle's pov "I'd let Drake take over this lecture for now," I said almost at the same time I teleported from their midst. They wouldn't be surprised anymore. It is something I do regularly on their watch. I was a rare type of vampire. I have conducted much research as to why I had various unique gifts compared to others but I've always come out as ignorant as before. One of my journeys to the witches' cave made me understand I could do whatever I wanted to suffice. It was in my mind to do so. They said Dracula, personally birthed me from death and as such, I could do almost everything he could perform. Emphasis on the almost.

They typically try to find a place to hide and maybe even attack an animal to drink its blood. They have yet to discover human blood, but once they taste that sweet nectar, they will turn feral. Thankfully, we are far from a human city, so they haven’t encountered any humans yet. I paused when I saw a small cave. Their scent was strong leading into the cave. I stepped inside the cave, and I didn’t get far before I stopped and saw a shivering and extremely frightened new vampire huddled against the cave wall. He was completely naked and had blood on his body. It wasn’t his blood. I looked around and instantly found a dead carcass on the cave grounds. It came as a relief to me that it was only

"To come out on the witching hour alone and in the dark, just how much do you crave your death?" Dracul let out a sound too animalistic to be a growl and she stepped out from the shadows her look domineering and harsh radiating an equal amount of bloodlust as Dracul. "Calm your man Elena." Se says. "Before there's little left of him to fuck." I placed a hand on Dracul's chest giving him a small smile to let him know she was ok as she took a step and then another towards Gulliver's grandmother. "I would like to introduce you to Dracul the drag-" I began.