Vlad Dracula Castlevania Novels & Stories

Cold whispered through the air and the temperature of the room dropped to freezing level. The power of an ascended. “What do you want with me?” I repeated before the cold froze off my tongue. “Why, to bring my despicable son to his knees and take over the world. Although I have no use for you after the first part”, Adraina replied, already at the door. “Your city is about to witness the hidden madness of the vampires in three days”. The only bulb lighting up the room went off and I couldn’t see squat. That was weird, I should be able to see in the dark at least.

the door was made of wood but was well design , the elevator door rolled up and Dracula stepped out and made his towards the casket and behind him was his trusted right hand man lord Lawson Kyla's father .. LORD LAWSON'S POINT OF VIEW I sneezed due to the strong smell of vevine smelling all around this place , yes king Dracula planted vevine all over the cave to help weaken them more .

"Anna descended from the bloodline of a very powerful witch. The witch Annika." "I know that name," Draco's frown deepened. "I must have seen it in a text somewhere." "She created the first vampire - Vladimir, " Mitch added and Jones nodded. "SO what does this have to do with anything?" "Vladimir wants his ultimate power. He does not want to be threatened by anything," Mitch replied. Draco leaned back against the cane chair and looked up at the ceiling. "The mountain ashwood. Your uncle used it to put him to sleep for centuries."

the professor continued, “our young man has a point. Vampires have something for everyone. Renfield, if you please.” Randolph tapped his fingers on a gray keyboard resting on his lap. The lights began to dim and a large white screen descended with a low whirr behind the professor. “Something for everyone, I was saying,” Professor Clerval said. “From Count Dracula” —he waved his hand toward the screen and the gruesome visage of the black-caped Bela Lugosi appeared—“to Lestat.” Tom Cruise's aristocratically handsome face replaced Lugosi's. “To Edward.” The young teen heartthrob Robert Pattinson now smiled out at them.

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

Igredris asked. “This is about a witch. I need you to—” Stevanus’s sentence was cut off as Vlador stepped closer to Igredris. “Good evening, Ms. Igredris. My name is Vlad. I was cursed by a witch with a blood curse. I need to find the witch who cast it: the White-Haired Blue Blood.”

Annette frowned "V– Victor? That can't be true!?" Hannah glared at her, the honey syrup expression she always has on washed away and a new demon is revealed to her, that face even made Skyler take a step back. "Oh my dear young vampire, it is I, me, its the very being of myself they wanted to hide from the world! I am Hannah Vladimir Dracul, and Victor was my innocent younger brother!"

Bela Lugosi's portrayal of Dracula has influenced how many people picture vampires. The most famous vampire is, of course, Bram Stoker's Dracula, though those looking for a historical "real" Dracula often cite Romanian prince Vlad Tepes (1431-1476), after whom Stoker is said to have modeled some aspects of his Dracula character. The characterization of Tepes as a vampire, however, is a distinctly Western one; in Romania, he is viewed not as a blood-drinking sadist but as a national hero who defended his empire from the Ottoman Turks.

Fin'esia turned around and started walking towards the castle of Transylvania. As expected, the vampires were nowhere to be found. Dabria and Moon could shake off this feeling of familiarity that surrounded them as they walked closer and closer towards the castle of the dracula. The very castle that was rebuilt by the famous dracula of all time, Vlad the impaler.

"He is an opportunist." ​"And he won't be a problem much longer," a voice hissed from the dark shadows of the intersecting archway. ​The three of them froze. ​From behind a towering pillar of basalt, stepping out into the dim ambient light with slow, deliberate arrogance, came Vlad. His midnight-black cloak was slightly tattered at the hem, and his scarred face twisted into an ugly, venomous sneer. He kept his hands hidden beneath his cloak, his dark eyes locked entirely onto Laura with a desperate, pathetic malice.