Van Helsing Dracula Novels & Stories

“There is no time to waste, drink your potion, so the vampire can’t find you.” “Um, professor Van Helsing, didn’t you say that Vampires’ powers were weak during the day?” Her voice is so full, so small, and still sweet..... Deep is the wrong word, and lyrical is too. Full, maybe. Almost like she has a cold. With how tight her shoulders seem, it’s more that than her tone that indicates her stress level. “It’s not their natural time, however Dracula’s connection to you is deep.” His voice drops two octaves as if he’s trying to match the movie perfectly. “We must get you wed to Harker.” ‘Van Helsing’s’ phone chimes and even without the brightening of his screen, I can see his pupils are the siz

Neither will know peace and won't stop feuding until the other is dead. Hades also cursed him with eternal life, for his own entertainment. "It's done, now be gone." On the day of the full moon, they both changed. Dracula into a vampire that sprouted wings, and the other man John Belmont into a Werewolf who stood on its hind legs. That very night, Hades also cursed another man who never came to him. But simply because he wanted to make all their lives miserable. Abraham Van Helsing. He cursed him to forever hunt these men turned monsters down, not stopping until he killed them.

Asked Eliz wondering. "Eliz can you stop asking let's just have fun okay!" Ranz said. "Okay, okay," Vlahdy looks around and saw those vampires whose appearance is just like a normal human being smiling that makes her heart flutter. His tears began to fall because of happiness. He couldn't believe that they can accept him again. Suddenly Waylan appears from the back holding a big cake with a candle on it. He looks at Waylan smiling at him that makes him smile too. "Vlahdy be happy, it's your day," Waylan said when she got right in front of Vlahdy.

“The only supernaturals in that pub are the dragons, and I’m sure they know how to handle themselves.” “We’ll just stay here,” Rhett looked at Cameron for his agreement. Cameron nodded. He didn’t want to go upstairs and hide in the room until the Van Helsings went away. It felt fucking cowardly enough to hide in the stairwell, though he appreciated that Rhett had been smart in dragging them into it. He pressed against the door next to Rhett and peeked through the window. The bar had stilled, the patrons freezing, and through their heads, Cameron could see the black-clad Van Helsings enter. In the quiet, the male Van Helsing spoke in a commanding tone. “What is going on in here?”

Devin sighed and gave me a pity look. “He’ll come around.” He assured me. “In the meantime, it’s a beautiful day and the sun is up. You wanna go for a walk?” he asked and shrugged his shoulders like it was no big deal, only if he knew what he just did. He just invited a vampire for a walk, in the sun. Good thing I’m a day lighter. “Sure.” I said and stood up from the chair I was seated. “So, what do you wanna talk about?” He asked swinging his arms beside him while staring at my face making me a little more uncomfortable than I already am.

Rideten, Present Time Walking through the Van Helsings with Heath and Cameron whilst keeping an eye on Rhett and Morgana as they entered the house behind Phillip and Stella had Talen’s nerves on edge. What the fuck were the fool werewolves playing at inviting his mates to a meeting directly across the road from a Van Helsing headquarters? That people often overlooked that which was directly under their noses was a sound theory, but this was taking it too far.

Vlad laughed softly as the general approached him with a raised hand. "I'm general Hank Marshall and I have a warrant for this woman, Ms Hera Constantine. We don't want any problems sir," Hank bellowed in authority. Vlad smiled and shook the offered hand. "This woman is my wife and the queen of the vampires, are you certain that there is a warrant for her arrest, Hank," Vlad asked. "And who are you, may I ask," Hank scowled angrily. "I am the true vampire king Vlad Drăculea," he grinned, bowing his head slightly and the guns left me and were directed at him.

Merlin nods, “I remember most of it, but I don’t know if I ever went to the towers. I was focussing on the main fight; others went to the extremities to clear them.” Claire nods, and Ash looks at him. Kai shrugs, Merlin turns and looks at Kai. “Sorry, I forget who knows what. I killed him, Dracula. I’m invested in him staying dead.” Ash frowns, “The story says Van Helsing killed him.” Merlin scoffs,

Fact, Fiction and Origins Irishman, Bram Stoker, published his classic Gothic horror novel “Dracula” back in 1897. The cursed count, based in Castle Dracula, Transylvania, was on a mission to reach British shores in search of fresh blood. Van Helsing and a group of upstanding citizens who knew all about vampires, garlic and stakes, did battle with the Count, preventing the vampire’s curse from spreading throughout England. But Bram Stoker didn’t invent vampires. Transylvania isn’t a fictitious location and the Count is thought to have been based on a historical figure. In Romania, vampires are big news, if you want to explore the vampire and Dracula legends and history, come visit! 

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.