Elizabeth Bathory Book Novels & Stories

Without any useful knowledge about the five hundred years old monster before her apart from the unsolved cases and crimes placed above her hair, she didn't dare open her mouth. From history books, Bathory Erzebeth was a Country H noblewoman and from the noble family of Erzebeth. She was extremely rich, owned and lorded vast areas of land in that kingdom, and had a stellar social position. Her life was supposed to be that of a typical married aristocratic lady.

All they knew was that their lovely daughter had eloped with the stranger. That was something that troubled them a lot because as custodians of the vampires, they were under obligation to make the princess dance to the royal drums. For only then was she supposed to shed her blood and mate with her prince charming of noble birth. However Dario had other plans behind the royal back. He neither took Zuba to the royal square nor to the king at the royal residence. He shrewdly took her to the village of his descent where most of the nobles that worked with him stayed. He acted on the advice of they that were with him.

Gehennam ignis, tandem venit de miser libro! The woman let out an exasperated sigh before her eyes hovered on Bonnie, who froze at the eye contact. She then smiled and loomed over. Videtur quod te salvum me. Qui ut tibi sit, –she said but Elizabeth remained stiff on her spot. The woman tuts and hums before clearing her throat. She stared at the child’s temple and straightened, as if realizing something. “It seems that Latin is no longer a widely spread language. No wonder the bats got your tongue.” She bowed. “Greetings. I am Zai. I have been trapped in this book for decades, but now I am free. You freed me.” A smile.

They continued their meal in silence, as they were all thinking, Elizabeth could not resist the urge to look through her books…when Thomas saw her he chuckled. “Excuse her, she likes to get work done as quickly as possible” Thomas teased as he received a playfully stern look from her and a chuckle from Alan Murray that was uncovering their dynamic. Elizabeth took one of the books and left it open on a page and then handed it over to Mr Murray “as you are aware we did see one of the undead on our road here, but I would like you to take a look at the drawing of them in this book and confirm what we say”

Elizabeth's point of view: When I was done showering, I took one of the books that I grabbed yesterday from the library and I started reading. Besides getting the information I need, this book does me a great favor by keeping me company. I took one book that's called {The enemy 'Lycans}. It's a book written by the vampire scientist and philosopher 'Athan Denovo'. As expected, this one defined Lycans as the enemy number one of the vampires since they are quietly as strong as the vampires.

They were ripped out of their world, out of the love and life they had built around them, only to get shipped away like merchandise. My only intention was to look for her papers, but I flipped through everything I came over. The worst part was a newer box; it was smaller, but the content was disturbing, to say the least. It detailed the number of girls who committed suicide, disappeared, or died in strange ways that could not be justified or explained. And through time, each year, that list grew. Eventually, I found her file. "Elisabeth Mathews"

Whatever this is, involves Liberty, and if it involves her, it’s just as much my business as theirs. They both look at Esme. “Were you there, or are you yet to be there?” Christian demands loudly enough to make Liberty jump. “Both.” Esme stares at her hands and whispers her response. “Seriously! What the fuck aren’t you saying?” I jump to my feet, ready to lose my shit, they asked us all to be here but tell us nothing. Zander nods in Uriel’s direction. “You should take a look at this.” Uriel puts the book on the table and my stomach hits the floor. ‘Vampyres or Vampires? – An encyclopaedia of fact, fiction and food sources.’ What the actual fuck?

Eliza began, holding out an ancient tome, "was written by Staghosros, a famous witch who had several revelations about someone who can either destroy or change this world. But he was killed before he could reveal who she was." Eliza opened the book to a page and continued, "And no prophecy was mentioned about her. How will we figure out who she is?" "There's a page here, the last page, actually," Eliza answered, his finger pointing to the text. "And what does it say?" Aurora asked, her curiosity piqued. "You read it," Eliza prompted, handing the book over to her. Aurora took the book hesitantly and read aloud, "She is beautiful and strong, destroyed mentally..."

I felt like he had given up on me and I felt my body getting dizzy and almost fell but felt arms rise around me looking around I saw Laura, Sophia, Caroline, Clara, and even Margo begin dragging me behind the flower screen. “Quickly, we need to heal her hand as if she is losing too much blood before she turns or it could be too much for her!” Laura exclaimed and I felt myself lay back on the stage helpless to anything else as I felt my temperature rise and my wolf blinding me with the color of red. I could still hear the commotion that the High Priestess was making as if it was in the distance or a television on in another room. “All of you leave, you are not welcome here.” She screamed at t

Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.