Dracula Videogame 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

After I was done I got into my pyjamas and tucked myself to sleep,then went to dream land. I ran swiftly on the forest ground, my heat thumped rapidly. I felt chills upon my skin as I kept running. I could still hear their claws, just as I felt I had lost them, I stopped to catch my breath, I took a look around trying to see if I was in the clear. Then the crunching of dried leaves from behind me was heard. I was surrounded by all five of them, all of them fully transformed, I stopped moving and watched them slowly, I examined their movement then lifted my hands at them, my eyes bloodshot, veins popping out and hair standing, I felt something in me begging to be realeased, I grabbed two guys

I was back in my werewolf body but I saw a vampire about to pounce on me when Adrain speared him to the ground. The vampires teeth fueled with blood said some words, "Your..Highn…" before Adrain cut his head off. I could see the raw emotions in his eyes as he stared at the corpse. Adrian rushed to me and stroked my injured leg. "Go home, Lily. The grove is safe. They're outnumbered now. Go home." I blinked slowly and found myself back in the weapon room, my leg severely cut. My mom burst through the door and almost gasped,

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of a massive Victorian manor. "Welcome to Hollow Creek Manor." A cold, mechanical voice boomed from the sky. "Welcome, players, to the S-class survival game: Hollow Creek Manor. The rules are as follows: Survive for 10 days. Keep your Anxiety Level below 100. If it reaches 100, your soul will be obliterated. At the end of the game, the lower your Anxiety Level, the greater your reward." I froze. A game? I looked around and saw a few other people standing nearby.

Two vampires lunged at me, their claws cutting through the chaos like sharpened knives. Sparks of dark energy ignited with every movement, and the air was thick with the metallic tang of blood. Lyra pressed close behind me..I thought she was safely behind Rylan, my brother..but instinct made me twist to dodge. Then came the sickening realization..too late. The claws ripped into her chest. A sharp, unnatural cry escaped her lips as she stumbled, her body pitching forward. She hit the ground with a heavy thud, the impact sending a shiver through my spine.

Somewhere, he could still hear the waves although he could only see blackness where the sea should be. Looking down, Jon saw that the light from the library was still on. Jon wondered about his client's nocturnal habits and whether he would need to adjust his work hours as well to match his client's. Suddenly, Jon saw something move from the corner of his eye. It seemed to have come from the library window, but he could not be sure. Just as he was convincing himself that he was just too sleepy and conjuring images out of nothing, he saw a black creature move across the wall of the mansion like a giant lizard. The light from the library window barely caught it. Jon barely suppressed a cry whe

Dracula just snapped the douche's neck . " Should've kept his gaze down and his mouth shut " Dad spits . Vampires don't die from getting their neck snapped . They can only die from being burned alive or through a wooden stake to the heart . Perhaps I shouldn't have told you that .. Oops. Cray's minions don't dare make a scene and simple carry him away back to whatever tomb he came out of . Seems like someone needs some balls . Not spilling a single drop of blood for your master ? Seems kind of rude but well deserved considering it's Cray .

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

Drex stepped forward awkwardly while Elea busied herself setting up the TV and scrolling through titles. "What are we watching?" he asked. "A horror movie!" “Horror? About what?" "Vampires!" "Gosh, I’m already having enough problems with real vampires, and now you want me to watch a movie about them?" "Yeah. Who knows? Maybe we’ll find a way to stop them," Elea replied, hitting play. Drex sat beside her unenthusiastically. He let her watch, figured it might actually help solve his case. "Look, Drex! Vampires hate garlic!" Elea noted.