Vampires Transylvania Novels & Stories

Emma showed her cellphone screen to Mike and Jake. "Romania is a country in Eastern Europe shrouded in many legends and myths. One of the most famous is about the legendary blood-sucking creature, the vampire, depicted in the incarnation of the popular figure, Dracula." Emma started reading the article. "Dracula" is a character in a novel by Bram Stoker. Vlad Tepes, a regional leader of Transylvania and Wallachia—now part of Romania—who lived in the 15th century, inspired him. Vlad is described as a cruel leader who is known for slowing the deaths of his enemies with various horrific tortures. His actions made Vlad known as an evil tyrant, so many feared invading his territory." Jake and Mic

Although, somewhere at the back on my mind I knew my reason for feeling strange was untrue. After a while I drained the water in the tub and dried myself off. I then got dressed into a pair of black shorts and a red sweatshirt I had stolen from my brother for my top secret “extracurricular activities”. Thereafter, I got to work on a few books on the history of vampire hunters, vampire and vampire hunter law and some English. My mother had me studying through my nose so I could be admitted to Venandi Academy, one of the most prestigious vampire hunter academies of the world, located in Transylvania.

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

A days after I received that letter we got news that there was an attack on the capital city of Elvengard and Tranzelvania all the Elves made it out but the city was destroyed Tranzelvania was less fortunate because of the werewolves that he recruited because a werewolf bite is deadly to vampires one hundred thousand vampire citizens died luckily the other three hundred thousand citizens made it out alive but their city was also destroyed. The survivors have fled to other cities and are safe for now, but we don't know how long that will be, and the refugees will put a strain on the city's supplies.

“As usual, Elizabeth Edwards, you show me you like my subject and you know any answer. You got the two points from me. But, you can still tell us the recipe, if you know it.” The girl started: “Eight large doses of clear water from the cold Spring ... 2 pinches of basil.” “Wait, dear. I’d like you to write down this recipe. Maybe we'll prepare it someday ... and maybe we'll use it.” “Against a vampire!” said Johnny excitedly. The children all laughed. Harmony smiled, trying not to make the boy feel offended. “Johnny, there have been no vampires for centuries. Not even in Western Transylvania. Some say they were exterminated... by werewolves. They also disappeared for more than four hundred y

I say, "that if from today on I find another slave in this pack or any other pack Europe, I, Alpha Supreme Țepeș, will cruelly punish the pack and that pack's Alpha." That's right; I am Elena Țepeș, a direct descendant of Radu the Handsome. Everyone knows that Vlad Țepeș or Dracula is the father of all vampires, but not many know that Radu the Handsome was the first of all the werewolves. History says that Vlad Dracul, the father of Vlad and Radu, made a pact with the devil himself. The truth is that Vlad Țepeș made a deal with the Goddess of the night, and Radu a deal with the Goddess of the Moon. They made the deals so that they could save themselves from the hands of the Ottoman Empire. T

Helen looked concerned at that comment, but said nothing. My shame and humiliation at my confession of wantonness was far more overwhelming than I’d imagined it would be. It appeared the prudence of the eighteenth century had infiltrated into my twenty-first century thought process. Helen eased my discomfort by explaining that vampires not only had the ability to glamour their victims into doing their bidding, but she suspected my wanton behavior was a result of some form of aphrodisiac being slipped into my drink. The only puzzling factor was that I hadn’t taken a drink in my chambers. If I’d been slipped anything in my drink, it would have had to have been given to me in my mead at dinn

They hurled her over the edge of the river, and that was the last time anyone saw her alive. Thaddeus Gualtiero, the vampire who had traveled so far, came upon Catalina on the river. He tried to avoid her, because he was disgusted by the scent of her blood and loved it at the same time. He was born in Romania's Transylvania region in 1918. He is currently 105 years old. When his father changed him into a vampire, he was a completely normal human being. His father did it out of compassion for him as he neared death. A vampire that had the potential to live for such a long time, a life of immortality that he had not chosen for himself.

He was hungry for it, yet it didn't smell nice to him. Damien moved in the dark towards the main city, searching for one's blood that would satisfy him. He was nearing the main city when a hoard of people beleaguered him. They weren't humans. Most of them had odd-coloured hair and white eyes. They were Whigans. Whigans were beings that transitioned from humans to vampires. Those creatures had everything a normal vampire had, except a human form. When humans transform into Whigans, they lose their ability to retain their human physique forever

Adrienne who quietly listened to her aunt and Alaric’s conversation joined in. “We just want to ensure your safety, Aunt Isobel,” she said mildly. “Transylvania is a country of the vampires, aunt, and with all that’s happening right now between the witches and vampires, Alaric is only concerned about your safety. I hope you don’t mind us if we bring you a companion as you travel north.” “I hope you don’t mind, Aunt,” Alaric added. Aunt Isobel held her spoon tightly as she listened. She loosened her hold on it and continued to spoon out flesh of the fruit.