Novel & Cerita Dracula Renfield

I didn’t even bother thanking her or saying goodbye, relieved that I’d never have to smell the disgusting mix of old lady perfume and cigarettes, or hear her raspy smoker’s voice, again. A few days later, on a warm Thursday in mid-August, Hugo drove me to his pack. We stopped at the entrance and exited the car, then we were brought to a small room. The werewolves who escorted us there wrinkled their noses at the sight of me, and I realized it must be my rogue smell. I let out a deep sigh. When we were waiting alone, I asked Hugo, “Is the smell really that bad?” He rubbed the back of his neck and said, “No, they’re exaggerating. It’s just a little unpleasant.”

The vampire jumped to the floor from the ceiling like a spiderman, his body was as usual completely in white also covered in a white gown with a cruel scar in the middle of his forehead and black teeth and nails. Amara shivered gasping his dreadful countenance. The complete furniture in the house shattered around her like somebody threw it to the floor breaking to pieces. A soft 'aah' went out of her as the glass pierced inside the skin of her throat. "Kill me, just kill me now than making me suffer like this every moment." Amara begged with tears flowing down her eyes in small streams.

Many of those institutions were bad enough without a sadist and Devil-worshipper being in charge. Alex flipped to the paragraph about the fire and René de Montalt’s death, then back to the portrait of the Duc painted in 1787. Something about the picture bothered him. Okay, the man with his beaked nose, ivory skin, high forehead, and powdered hair resembled a movie version of Dracula, but that wasn’t it. No doubt it would come to him later but for now, he couldn’t stop his thoughts drifting onto sensitive territory: Claire.

They each sipped at their tea. Renfield appeared at Crawley’s feet and hissed. It wasn’t the first time the cat had seemed distrusting of the man, but Mrs. Belfry had noticed that this always happened when the full moon was close. She supposed the cat could sense old Crawley would soon turn into a dog.

Dracula was still talking when Derek landed a punch on his face , the punch was so strong that it sent Dracula crashing on a pillar close which cracked "ahhhh " he cried out in pain "Derek !" Hilda yelled , the look on his face was dark and he looks really furiously and also sad .I notice the smirk on Lenny's face shows she was enjoying all this " you ruined my life " Derek roared and speedily made to body slam Dracula who was fast enough to move away and Derek body slam the pillar which shattered and he fell on the floor "Derek stop this madness don't me hurt you " Dracula yelled but Derek sniggered and launched countless punches at him but he dodged skillfully and kick his lower ribs

“Well, we were still in a pre-casting phase. But I’m aiming for Mina Harker’s friend, Lucy Westenra.” “The girl who was bitten by Count Dracula while she was sleepwalking?”, he replied. “ You read this book too?”, I asked him with amazement. “Umm..well, I planned to say yes so I would look cool, but that would be a lie. Nope, I saw the movie, where Keanu Reeves played Jonathan Harker ones. Too lazy to read the book..”, he answered and grinned widely. OKAAAAAY…he smiled at me! My gosh, he has a very nice smile, and his perfectly white teeth would always make any dentist proud. Take a deep breath and stay calm, Anita. Get yourself together.

she suddenly jolted so violently at the sound of that distorted and echoing voice, her gaze fearfully darting around until she finally noticed that translucent silhouette floating close by the bed. Her eyes widened, those tiny hairs on her body raising up with alarm as she stared at the ghost, watching it float closer. It was the silhouette of a young girl from what she could see, as her body kept flickering from time to time like a blurring hologram, wearing what appeared to be a victorian-styled nightgown. She looked no older than sixteen, or maybe seventeen, with light-colored hair and delicate features, her expression so serene as she watched her with those dark eyes.

he said almost bitterly and handed me a drink from the bar. “Thanks and cheers,” I said and we clinked our glasses together. “Hey, I want to show you something,” Robert said as I walked with him. We went upstairs and walked down the same hallway I had walked with Lydia earlier. Robert stopped in front of their bedroom door and smiled at me. I hadn’t planned on Lydia’s body being discovered so soon. “I acquired this in London last month. Tell me what you think,” he said and opened the door. Robert switched the lights on and we walked further into the room. Robert looked toward the bed and his face fell. He seemed frozen to the spot for a second and then he ran. He was screaming her name as he

I wondered, gently moving my hands around my face. Renata pushed herself inside the room and closed the door behind us. "They are red...I mean vivid crimson." She gasped. "No! That's not possible. It's either blue or light honey." I exclaimed, not ready to believe what she had said. "Ah...I forgot your reflection doesn't appear in the mirror, I was going to tell you to get one." She said with so much seriousness in her voice. My head began to hurt badly and my dizziness also increased. My body was becoming weaker with the passing moment and my fang was beginning to protrude involuntarily, then I realized, it won't last long before this monster overcomes me and once it does, Renata might be m