Dracula Summary Novels & Stories

She was sleepwalking until she reached the cemetery on the cliff behind her house. Lucy sat on the bench beneath the dead tree, and that time Count Dracula walked out from behind the tree, bit her, and sucked her blood. If someone gets bitten by a Dracula and doesn't die instantly because of the bite, then that person will become a vampire. Count Dracula had an interest in her because of her vitality and life, so he decided to keep her as his prey and came every few days to suck her blood.

Seeing that, Dracula blinked its dark eyes, then immediately returned its beak, trying to grab Brawen by the shoulder. Those who don't know think it wants to eat Brawen, but in fact it is applying "medicine" to her. Dracula is an extremely rare purple-haired noble bat, partly because of its flight speed and sophistication, the rest is its saliva that can make very good medicine for wounds, especially wounds. caused by silver bullets. But now if she doesn't go, Julie will surely wake up. Thinking so, Brawen immediately took out another small bag from his pocket, Dracula understood, he slowly let his saliva flow into it, and then seriously stepped back and looked at Brawen without leaving his

I bawled, moving the fringe of my hair with my finger. Those eyes kept reminding me of the previous years of war with him, when I was only 17 years old and Dracula was on everyone's lips. His evil deed was all everyone felt and talked about. From the story I heard about him, he had travelled to the forbidden tomb of Lucifer and offered his soul to the devil, who in return turned him into a cruel, powerful monster and gave him thousands of disciples. With them, he created the demon clan, who became a terror to everyone as they killed countless people at his order.

“Tell me everything that you remember since you came here.” Jon saw Dante’s intense gaze and felt compelled to recount everything that he had experienced since he came to Orsica. He mentioned hearing the screams of the paintings the first time he saw them at the entrance hall and how the screams eventually softened into whispers and evoked emotions akin to what one feels when watching a play or a movie. When Jon recounted seeing a giant lizard with red eyes scaling the walls of the mansion, Dante smiled slightly. Jon then admitted seeing Dante glide across the room towards the cowering forms of Flora and her daughter and how Dante withdrew his hand as if burned upon touching the sanaria. Fin

Anita sat on her bed reading one of the books Constantine gave her. Dracula documentaries "....The meaning of his name Dracula is 'Son of the dragon'. He being not just evil but also transforms people into evil. He is condemned to live on human blood for all eternity. Even if it's just a Story there are things we have to understand, that evil will always hunt good.... Hmm interesting."

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

Now, it was her against the world. Scarlet lunged for the man, leaned her head back, and plunged her fangs deep into his throat. They sank deeper and deeper, hitting his vein. He shrieked, as he collapsed to his knees. She drank. She drank and drank and drank, as the man collapsed to the ground beneath her. She pinned him down, like an animal, on top of him, and as she did, she sucked out every last ounce of his blood.

Vladimir walked slowly down the long hallway of his mansion, it was an ancient architecture, and on the walls along the hallway, there were paintings. These paintings were the portraits of his illustrious ancestors and members of his family. His family, how did it get there? The DRAC family, the founder of the vampire clan and above all the direct and famous line of the most exceptional vampire the world has ever known. They were twenty, three millennia ago, but the purebloods began to die one after another without anyone understanding anything. His ancestors, and his parents, all succumbed and today he remains the only one. Will he also succumb to this unknown disease? He hopes it will happ

"Let me drink your blood." "Drink my blood?" Triana's eyes widened, and her blue pupils shook. "Don't repeat my words," Vlador said again. "No. You'll just kill me!" Triana stepped back, still staring back at Vlador. Chains jingled as Vlador raised his bony hand. He moved his index finger in a circular pattern. "It's been a hundred years since I drank human blood. If not for the witches' curse, I would have died dry long ago. Being able to drink human blood again is something that makes me feel at least somewhat alive to count more years in this dungeon."

“That night is her birthday so to buy her a gift I went out and searched every shop to select the best gift for her and on my return, some people were talking about a big scream towards my house direction and people were telling the ghost or curse of the village is returned. As soon as I heard about it, I went towards my house and got inside and saw that most hurtful scene. A man-like creature with a disgusted face holding my small sister and drinking the blood from her neck and there were so many bite marks on her hands” “She was in a half-conscious state and her blood was drying up by that vampire but still her hope on me made her call me and said, “Brother help me, it’s hurting” And soon