Novel & Cerita Original Dracula Novel

Randy said. I snorted and reclined on the bed. "I don't know why my main readership is male, and they've requested me to write harem. But if one of the female leads were me, I'd report the male lead for bigamy!" Randy chuckled, "Skr, ruthless!" Having spent significant time with Randy, his delayed graduation had its merits. He stumbled upon my forgotten novels, and his favorite happened to be the one I wrote years ago. The sky, previously murky, suddenly turned pitch black as heavy clouds loomed. The shelter's lights had long ceased to function.

He said hurrying to go. “Gothica what do you love doing?”I asked her. “Anything vampires do. Anything you love doing I’ll love it too.” She replied. I loved her answers,and she looked like she wasn’t scared of anything. I proposed if we could go to the beach but she didn’t like the idea. She wanted to have fun. “What’s your definition of having fun?” I asked her. “Anything like sports. I hate seeing all these humans at the beach. And I hate sun so.” I understood her but I was still looking for what we were going to do. I just remembered in those days when vampires couldn’t even stand sun. When the sun just touched their white skin they would literally burn. So there was this famous scientist

Something she could only imagine existed in books and movies. A pair of red eyes and two long fangs that stuck out of the mouth as though they were always meant to be there. Except there was no blood dripping from his mouth as always described in books. Yet, she was still scared senseless at the sight of a living, vampire right in front of her eyes. He moved closer to her again but this time, she was prepared and understood what he was. She lunged on her feet in fright and prepared to flee. But she had barely moved two steps when that figure appeared in front of her again.

She began calling me by my pet name, and the veins beneath my skin began to darken. A familiar sensation, so deeply engraved into my memory that my body responded before my mind could. The reflection staring back at me no longer looked entirely human. My green eyes turned cloudy, then white, and my fangs lengthened, followed by my claws pushing from my fingertips. What unsettled me most wasn't the transformation. It was the smile slowly spreading across my face. “Stop…” I began eyes hauntingly searching for an escape, but the problem was inside me; it couldn't be escaped.

There is a point in Tonette’s statements. I’m already thinking about her allusions. If so, maybe only Dralia’s family had done that. Because from what I remembered of Dralia’s story back then, the Queen and the King of Del Mundo were the first to make that kind of romance. The Queen was a pure human being, and the King was a pure vampire, just as they had resisted the romance of Dralia’s parents, they still bore Dralia’s father. So, maybe Sir Dracu followed that same history and fell in love with the pure human, but wait---, with that being said, Sir Dracu is no longer a pure vampire? Because it was mixed with human blood that the queen had. I’m confused. “Dralia, can I ask a question?” Dral

Dracul quietly observed Vlad’s ever increasing evil ways of dealing with his enemies with great interest. It seemed trading his soul to a vympire who’d morphed into a being of darkness somehow connected Vlad to that darkness. When Vlad was thrown into prison after being severely wounded and captured by his enemies, his good friend the count -who was a general in Vlad’s army- traded places with him in hopes of saving Vlad’s life and eventually being rescued by Vlad once Vlad recovered. When Dracul arrived at the dungeon to claim Vlad’s soul and found the general there in his stead, he was furious. He accused the count of conspiring with Vlad to cheat him out of claiming his soul. No ma

"You walked into our home and murdered the Luna of the pack. You aren't leaving here alive." Zayn started walking toward me, his face dark. "Go back to your room, Snow White," he growled. "This is about to get very bloody." "SHE IS GOING NOWHERE!" Dracula roared. His human looking blue eyes turned a terrifying blood red. His sharp fangs slid down. "I came here for my bride, and I am taking her with me." Just then, the door opened. A woman walked in wearing a beautiful blue dress. Her black hair was pulled back in a neat bun.

At this point, even if he did try to rescue Yolanda, he had no doubt Dragomir would take it as a sign of how dear she was to him and want her even more. Dragomir sauntered over to Yolanda, savoring the tension each step created in the room. He was the first born son of the great Count Dracula, king of all vampires and as such, in the Count’s absence, he was law. Nandru had no choice but to succumb to his demands, no matter how ludicrous they were.

Dracula. I thought I heard the name somewhere. Yes right, the bloodthirsty king had told me the story of Dracula, the man who made a deal with the Devil. Grabbing the book I looked at its front. It was bound in brown old leather and smelled of dust. I slowly opened it, the pages were cracked and barely holding together. As I looked at the page the first word I read was Draco. Draco, it was what the bloodthirsty king called Lucian.