Dracula Gutenberg Novels & Stories

HAYDON There was a strange pull I felt as my bike passed a large, metallic gate which gleamed slightly in the moonlight. It was the same pull I had been feeling for the past week, and it was the same pull that was driving me crazy and led to me being sent here in the first place. I broke suddenly and got off of my bike, my feet carrying me closer towards the intimidating mansion. At first I thought about ripping the gate from it’s hinges and then walking in. I then, however, inspecting the home more closely and realised that I recognised the gate and the mansion. How could I not, in such a dull and dreary neighbourhood. It all belonged to the famous Drackon family- One of the most influenti

“Well, as the decades passed and we entered the 20th century, characters like Dracula emerged but they were nothing like the real vampires. Characteristics like changing into bats, sleeping in coffins, and being repelled by garlic were nothing more than someone’s creative imagination Gabriel, you know that. We knew then that if people had discovered the real vampires the stories would have been very different. I can only assume that after the plague they all died out and none were never discovered.” “So, you and your sisters are the only five living descendants left in the world?” “No, there are others,” she told him. “I can feel them out there somewhere. Their vibration is faint, but I know

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

He kept puking until he felt his intestines would come out too. Lucas was already giving Arden something to drink. And soon enough, Arden's ashen color returned back to normal. Scott on the other hand felt like death could win over him in the game of survival they were playing. Lucas came over to him, and he gave him whatever he gave to Arden earlier to drink also. After a minute, he felt his body settled down. "Just as I guessed. Her blood is poisonous to vampires," Lucas said. "Maybe it's because our blood is tainted. We don't know with true blood, their system may be able to fight it," Arden said.

“They said the corpse looked like it was ravaged by dogs. The article went into gore detail about the claw and bite marks, and how he was sucked dry.” We turned to another hallway and was immediately greeted by the huge framed portraits of all the captains the guild had over the years since it was established. It adorned both walls so walking through this particular hallway had always been my least favorite part in wrapping up a mission. It didn’t help either that each captain in the portraits held a frightening scowl on their faces. Why was it a requirement to scowl in photographs? I wish somebody smiled in pictures for a change. “Sucked dry?” Kyle inched closer. Our cheeks were touching, m

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.

I also read that they were the authors of mischief, they don't reproduce and they die by getting pierced by sharp objects or by getting exposed to the sunlight. An hour after I had gone through different sites, I was left in awe. Vampires were myths but I saw one for real. One who didn't get burned by the sunlight and was otherworldly gorgeous. I scratched my hair from the confusion of it all. Deciding I was going to take my mind off everything that had to do with the mythical creature, I opted to working out till dawn. I went to my mini gym situated on the ground floor of my house and I got on my treadmill and started it.

The room filled with a blinding light, and I shielded my eyes. When the glow subsided, I blinked, staring at the pages before we held open in Uncle Lucifer’s hands. The pages were filled with symbols, diagrams, and cryptic text. Millie stepped closer, as I stayed close to her. “What does the book say?” she asked looking at the large leather book. Lucifer’s eyes glowed with an otherworldly purple light as he read aloud: “The Cult of Draconis Cor.” Uncle Lucifer said in a low rumbling growl.

She began wandering through the library shelves narrowly, looking at everything with bored eyes, until she was stopped by something resembling a strange box. She was surprised at first, and began to look at it with interest. She did not know why, but something was urging her to touch that box. She did not know why, but something was urging her to open it. She extended her hand and took the box, turning it over in her hands. It was a palm-sized box, written in the letters of that strange language. But the strange thing is that she was able to read what was written on that paper "Athenos, your path to the land of the ancestors, where the Lord Savior of the Vampires lies."

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.