Dracula Summary Novels & Stories

One entry repeated a phrase in the margin: The house keeps what the master cannot. I didn’t like the sound of that. The air changed as the sun slipped behind the mountains. Shadows sharpened; warmth drained from the stones. Somewhere deep below, I heard the low hum of a violin tuning itself. I closed the last ledger and whispered, “So you’re awake.” The candles nearest me flickered once in answer. A heartbeat later, the great door opened without a touch. He stood there—Dracula—dressed in black again, eyes darker still, like the night hadn’t finished claiming him.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

And everyone started screaming while the rain started to fall fallowed by lightning's while the surroundings suddenly turns dark. Waylan just stood up and watch what is happening. "What is happening!" everyone asked. And from that burned mountain you can see creatures running going towards humans. They are the vampires who live from the burning mountain. They attack humans out of anger. "No!" Waylan murmured when one vampire attacked her.

Clancy asked, now calledied. "Just a brief request in return for your greatest desire." Dracula said. He was as white as snow with no veins or blood pulse to characterize under his skin, his woollen white hair fell down his face like a ghost shadowing his red eyes from sight, his nose pointed out like a goblin and as he spoke, razor sharp fangs could be seen. He was dressed in a long white jacket-like robe that stopped at his feet, black boots and grey wrist band. Clancy frowned his face "What are you talking about?" He asked.

Suddenly, the vampire appeares in front of them again. "I couldn't help but notice that you're a werewolf. I've never met one of your kind before," the vampire says, eyeing Jennifer curiously. Jennifer tenses up, ready to defend herself if necessary, but the vampire surprises her. "I'm Dracula," he says, extending his hand in greeting. Jennifer hesitates for a moment, but then she shakes his hands tentatively. "I'm Jennifer, and this is Tyler," she says. Dracula and Jennifer exchange stories of their pasts and the struggles they had faced. Jennifer tells Dracula about how she and Tyler had been chased out of the Moon community, and Dracula shared stories of his battles with vampire hunters.

Night fell again and day dawned when they finally reached their destination. Zog saw through Lucifron's eyes and didn't realize where he was. The man said he served Dracula. If Zog remembered correctly, Dracua lived in Transylvania, which is in Romania, beyond the Atlantic, in Europe. There was no airport there, just a house that looked a lot like a packhouse, big and scary. Lucifron follows the vampire into the house, dragging the child. He entered a room, where a female vampire was sitting watching her son play with a black cat.

“As you may know, my team has lost many members attempting to annihilate the monster who resides in the castle atop this mountain. We have chased him from country to country, continent to continent, and now he has returned home to his castle in Wallachia. We hope that we can contain him with our sheer numbers and then find a way to finally put him out of his misery. “The name of our mark is Dracula, also known as Vlad the Impaler.” The crowd gasped collectively, but the expected whisper that often follows such a response did not occur, and she continued. “We know that he has returned from hell, and because of his time spent on the other side, his power has grown strong. He is full of tricks

"Step into the middle." The man did as he was told and before any one could say jack, Dracula launched at him and sent them to the ground. Dracula's fangs elongated and his skin became white. Instantly, he dug his head into Jonathan's neck and bit him. A deafening shout flew out of Jonathan's mouth and the birds flew out of their trees. The manticores roared and a windy storm began. Dracula sucked the blood out of Jonathan and when he was done, he got to his feet and blood was dripping down his fangs. He wiped his mouth with the back of his palm and gazed upon the devil.