Novel & Cerita Vlad Tepes Dracula Castlevania

"Now, vampire lady, where are you taking me?" "To my house." "You mean, underground cave, right?" Melia rolled her eyes and started walking, with Elijah following closely behind like a shadow in the dark.

“We met at the birth of your young brother. I stood next to your mother’s death bed. I am Dragomir, a very good friend of your brother, Osip.” Tatyana gasped. After taking a closer look she did indeed remember this vampire. He was the son of Count Dracula, the king of the vampires. She grabbed Elsa’s arm so hard that Elsa couldn’t prevent wincing. “I believe you know my companions,” Dragomir continued. He swept him arm towards the guards who stood behind him, smirking. “We have met,” Tatyana spat. Her Russian accent was strong and thick. This was something that happened whenever she was severely upset or frightened.

“Think hard.” I put my arm around her and she fell against my chest. Dao-Ming handed her a tissue to wipe her eyes. After a few moments of tense silence, she began her story. “They whisper through den. No one knows truth for certain, but I believe is correct because I hear it many times from many vampires,” she said in slow, carefully enunciated words. “I will tell and then you will see why you can do nothing. “In the year fourteen-hundred and thirty-one, a son was born to noblewoman in Romania. She named him Vlad. He was son of Vlad who was member of Dracul order. This means Devil. Dracula is true son of devil.”

I heard Mulligan yelling orders to his officers, but I tuned him out. I’m coming, Tessa. As soon as I got through her window, I could smell her fresh blood. Vampires knelt on top of her, one of them, digging her heel into the palm of Tessa's hand, causing her to bleed even more and making it impossible for her to move. Tears sprung in Tessa’s eyes as she screamed in pain. I didn’t waste any time. I ran through the apartment and began to beat the living shit out of them. They weren’t a match for me. They might have been sneaky, but I was much stronger and way more trained.

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

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.

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

Damian I saw Myra let out an inaudible gasp. She didn't expect me to be a by-product of a human and a vampire. "But aren't vampires...turned?" I leaned one side against the windowsill, looking out at the starless night. I let out a shirt, humourless chuckle. "No. That's a misconception. A long time ago, vampires stopped turning humans into hybrids. That's what we call them. When a vampire drinks a human's blood then they usually drain the human out and kill them in the process."

Turning back, she shut her eyes, snapping it open that very minute she swung her saber and heard a loud gasp. Swirling back on her heels she glared at the alpha vampire behind her who grabbed unto his neck as blood spilled out of the opening her blade had caused. He had been fast but not fast enough for the effect of the attack of her blade with the spell on it. Gurgling on blood he fell to his knees. She clicked on a button beside her saber and it morphed back to the cylindrical metal it was. "Not so bad after all? Any last words to say?" He grabbed unto her combat pants, wheezing. His eyes enlarged in pain and agony.

The three male vampires thrust their fangs to their necks simultaneously, and drained their blood. The leader of the four gangsters pops his eyes wide in terror. He shivers uncontrollably as he watches three of his companion's blood being feasted. In fright, he doesn't realise he forgets to breathe. Until he feels two stinging pains take place from both of his sides. As he looks over his shoulder, from one side to another, he is greeted by two female vampires hungrily sucking his neck. The leader shivers as he turns his head back to the three, and witnesses them fall to the ground— pale and dead.