Happy World Dracula Day! On this day in 1897, Bram Stoker published his novel Dracula. 

If you’d like to write a vampire story yourself, you can check out my Weird Wednesday blog for two vampire posts with writing prompts!

Dearg-Due: Irish Vampire

Outwit the Undead with this One Weird Trick

Sample prompt for Dearg-Due:
Oops. Perhaps over the centuries, everybody forgets about the vampire’s grave and the importance of the stones on top of it. The pile might get moved by weather, people building something out of stone, or people who wanted to make a different pile of stones in some other place, for reasons. Or maybe people do remember the grave, and the stones are moved on purpose: either skeptical people taking souvenirs from a famous grave, or a believer with a motive. Perhaps another wronged woman might want to free the Dearg-Due. Or somebody who wants a certain man killed and is hoping a vampire might lend a hand. Or somebody who just wants to watch the world bleed. In any case, the stones get moved and that is Not Good.

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Photo is of Bela Lugosi as Dracula in the 1931 film “Dracula.” Image is in the public domain

 

Life is Good

A gay disaster vampire attempts to date a himbo vampire hunter.

~Rated E~

“You cannot seriously be asking me out!” Hugo growled as he struck again. But this time, Lyndon did not move away. He simply caught Hugo’s wrist in his hand and held it steady. Hugo felt the color drain out of his face. He could not move his hand at all. In desperation, he struck out with the other stake and Lyndon caught that wrist as well.

This vampire was dangerous, Hugo realized. Not only was he unbelievably strong, but he’d maneuvered Hugo into making a terrible mistake in tactics. Hugo’s hands were crossed between their chests with his wrists held firm, his entire body anchored in one place. They were so close that Hugo could look right up into Lyndon’s otherworldly blue eyes. All Lyndon would have to do now would be to lean forward and sink his teeth into Hugo’s throat.

Only it wasn’t Hugo’s throat Lyndon was looking at. It was his mouth. It was also true, Hugo realized with some awful thrill, that Lyndon could simply lean forward and kiss him.

Written for the Original 5k Exchange. You can also read it on my website

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Public domain photo by Abi Ikhwanurridlo from Pexels