Dracula Bride Files

  Penélope and Javier are on the beach, the water glistening on her skin. As the sun sets, making Penélope look ever move radiant they step towards, their beach house, holding hands, staring at the full moon rising and reflecting over the waves, when Javier notices somebody has moved into the house next door. Penelope sees their stranger over the balcony, though somewhat distant, his stare feels rather intimate. Penélope and Javier turn in for bed. She hears whispers of her name. She steps out, again, he stares looking across the balcony. A strange sensation in her stomach. Her lower regions. She climbs back into bed. Her heat beats faster. She steps out into bed, and there, he stands, staring at her. The mist now enters, whisper Penélope's name. In a dreamlike state, she walks down, onto the beach the moonlight beaming through her nightwear. Dracula guides Penélope towards the bedroom, with a mere gesture, she knows to pull the straps of her gown, it spools at her ...

 Let's see him decide, as he observes her, at a function in London, and plots. Keira is truly surprised at the audacity of this stranger. It's not that she thinks being a star entitles her to not be approached, but she is shy, she is private for a reason, and is always on guard. And he truly, truly is bold. But as her breath shortens, she looks into his gaze, and takes his arm. Now that that he has cast an invisible net on Keira, it is time for logistics. He notices the man that Keira's husband, musician James Righton is talking to. As soon as James leaves, he approaches, the producer, wishing to talk business. Now, he will likely have reason, permission, to enter Keira's household without it looking suspicious, or seemingly connected to her. Their connection will be tangenial, unobserved. James and Keira are soon invited to join his producer at a dinner at Dracula's townhouse. As the pair walks to the front, a shudder runs down Keira's spine. As if something w...

   Describe Dracula's coveting her, feeling unworthy of the boy sho calls himself her husband, the anticipation of defiling a family woman. Hailey received word of a company offering her company the *ultimate* secrets in preserving youth. The CEO and model is quite intrigued, she asks Justin how he would like making a pit stop in Europe. Over dinner Dracula describes techniques with misleading half truths, seeped in tradition and tantalizing references. Hailee's eyes glaze over under Dracila's gaze, her hands wander hest chest, her breathing grows deeper, he hangs on every word. They are shown to their rooms. A mist pours in, and then, Dracula appears at the foot of the bed. Hailee, mesmerized, sheds her gown. Dracula comes up with the perfect plan. A proposal to share secrets of prolonging beauty, sending her company to stratospheric new heights. Not a lie, but leaving out details on *how* she shall become eternally beautiful. She receives the letter at home with her hus...

  Dracula attends a music gala, seeing Lana, with her regular guy husband, Jeremy. He extends an invitation to his castle. Jeremy finds it rather eerie, but for Lana, that's definitely the appeal. It's...inspiring. They arrive at the castle. She looks around, she feels as if ghosts are watching her, a shiver runs down her neck. There, the host greets them, taking the to the dining hall, prepared with all of Lana's favorite foods. He weaves majestic and haunting tales, and Lana hangs on every words, while Jeremy feels...out of the loop. Just an average guy. They are shown to their quarters, exchanging their respective thoughts on their mysterious host. As she bathes, the mists pour in, caressing her, clouding her mind. She thinks of her host, and her hand wanders. She tries not to, to indulge in the fantasy, but Dracula materializes in her mind, and fingers work more intensely. And then...he appears. Dracula begins his claim of Lana, as her very moans take on a melo...

  Natalie and her boyfriend Tanguy Destable are at a film festival, they come out discussing it, Natalie bringing her feminist perspective. Dracula intervenes, offering his own thoughts about ancient stories and primal desires. Somewhat annoyed, but not wanting to relinquish an argument, she pushes back, until some of Dracula's observations, the look in his eyes, she becomes a little unsettled, and Tanguy takes her away. Natalie finds herself replaying that conversation in her her head, frustrated. Her blood pumping. Eventualy she falls asleep, dreaming. In the dream she's wearing web-like lingerie. Dracula comes to her. he taunts her, her beliefs, her stoicism, he knows what she truly wants, even as she protests. He dominates her, makes her feel sweet pain, and then, she wakes. As the days go by she subtly asks Tanguy to be a little less...gentle. She makes alarming requests. asking him to do things, she says she wants to experiment, after all one can't judge people unti...

  Dracula reads about the fan casting for Jenna, wishing for her to star in a Dracula adaptation. Generating art of her as Mina. He thinks of that time log ago he was thwarted in claiming Mina as his. A wicked idea forms. He shall finance a Dracula adaption, starring Jenna as the leading lady, warp her mind until she believes, until she *is* Mina that always should have been his. Her so-called fans have sealed her fate, he shall give them what they want as he takes what he wants. Jenna has received the notice. A Dracula production, apparently with an unknown as the title character. The best ones always are, the director says, a notoriously unscrupulous individual. She's ready to pass, it's too pat, too many vampire movies. But the money. She decides to take a meeting, a screen test in front with this Dracula. She steps into the building, he gazes into her eyes. Something overcomes her. She accepts. That night, a dream. Victorian era London. A woman who looks like Jenna sits ...

  Sabrina is in the middle of a sexy photo shoot, innocent bright, sugary design, nostalgic yet ironic. She teases the besotted the photographer with flirty comments and winks, unknown she is whetting the appetite of an unseen observer. As the photographer leaves, she hears a voice, stepping out from the shadows. She's about to scream, but as Dracula steps forward, her icy blue eyes grow glassy, her pouty lips curl into a gape. He leads her to a car, her face a blank happy stare, taking her to a loft. Dracula steps forward, articulating what a delightfully sweet treat she shall be. Sabrina, in her state, nods, her words fully concurring with Dracula's dark assessment, fully agreeing to her place and fate. He continues to unwrap her. A petite frame looking all the more spritish and vulnerable set against Dracula's imposing form. And he begins to take her, her beauty stoking his lust, her body such a...snug fit. He indulges himself blood, so sweet, though her small frame ...

  Gal is at an event with her husband. "Woman Warriors throughout history", inspirations for the amazons. And who better to speak than Gal. Dracula approaches the couple, her beauty, the way her voice possesses an allure, every syllable like a moan. He asks her how she has found the history. He asks her if she would like to see more, his own abode has truly amazing artifacts. As they make their way to the castle, Dracula, smiles in unseemly anticipation, greeting the pair. First he treats them to dinner, prepared with Gal's favorite foods. She has never tasted anything so delicious, the sounds she makes as she eats stirs Dracula's own hunger. He then guides them to the artifacts. Strange, but the craftsmanship undeniable. Dracula then pulls out a tiara, obviously the inspiration for Wonder Woman's own. She places it on her head, as he speaks, her voice takes on a dreamlike quality that concerns Jaron. As her voice because my trancelike, Jaron takes the opportun...