Dracula Bride Files

The plan for Selena is laid out. The young beauty is obsessed with both the supernatural and unsolved crimes and British history. A castle just outside London has been bought. Its history? It belonged to a Nobelman who supposedly inspired Bluebeard, supposedly he made Henry VIII look like a veritible wife guy. The wives would often meet tragic or unknown fates. One day, the nobleman was found dead, the ring given him to his latest unfortunate wife missing. The letter appeals to Selena's morbid curiosity. Perhaps hosting a documentary? Inspiration for her show? She shows the letter to her new husband Benny. Quite the unsual honeymoon. The pair arrive, excited about the atmopshere, bursting with question. Selena's energy in tandem with her beauty fills Dracula with the utmost desire. He guides them through the halls, Blackthorn's jousting armor, jewelry of his first wife, a portrait of his last. Over dinner Dracula inquires Selena about her interests, his eyes drawn to her n...

  Begrudgingly, he complies. She whispers, to "Vladamir". He must know more than what he's saying. Dracula reluctantly...almost with lament, relents, warning her it is indeed a tragic tale. The Princess was in love with a soldier, brave, who rose through the ranks by merit. But the Nobleman was, well, noble. It was a very strategic marriage. But he was a wicked man. Upon disovering the two's love, he had the soldier sent to a precarious position. A suicide mission. Word got to he was killed. In grief, and in dread of the union to the nobleman, she plunged a dagger into her heart. Of course, the soldier did not die. But when finding out the news of his beloved, he wished he was. The only thing driving him now was hate. He tracked down the nobleman and made him eat steel. But the nobleman was a practicioner of black magic. With his dying breath placed a curse on the soldier. What happnes next is rumor. Women started dissapearing. Wives. Drained of all blood in the morni...

  Dracula observes a Megan at the Academy Q&A for Jennifer's Body, with corset, accentuating her bust, evoking blood dripping down her. It as it she is presenting herself to him, advertising a menu, and his desire inflames. He approaches her and Machine Gun Kelly Telling her he found it quite fascinating. Perhaps she would like to visit Castle Dracula itself. He stares into Megan's eyes, and she accepts. MGK talks to her afterwards, surprised, he would think even as a horror fan, that old fashioned monster stuff is dated. Megan, almost sighing, says she doesn't know, now that she's older, she feels she...appreciates the classics. The pair arrive at the castle. Dracula does not do much to make it more fairy tale. If anything, the Gothic decor has been accentuated. Megan is mesmerized. The spires, the shadows. MGK admits some of it is pretty cool, but the way she hangs on the every word of their host bothers him. He prepares dinner for Megan, in his head already si...

Dracula comes to Ariana in a dream, the next "persona" in Ariana's ever changing retinue should be a more shadowy one. A darker one. She murmurs in her sleep, her boyfriend Ethan looks over. Over the next few days, Ariana starts wearing darker lipstick, a song more in line with her haunting contemporaries, a photoshoot with bat and web motifs. Nobody remarks on this, just another pivot from flashy pop star to broadway chic to now this. But Ethan notices, notices her in her dreams, as she moans, as her hands explore herself. He has been worried, talking to a friend, the talk doesn't help. He comes home then hears her, her moans, her cries, he opens, the depraved sigh overwhelms him.   Ariana rises, a composite of all her personas, the child star, the edgey youth, Glinda, and now, Dracula's dark bride. Now she greets her lord.

  Dracula crafts a plan. He knows of Blake's fascination with antebellum architecture, decor. She sits at home, when her wisecracking husband Ryan pulls out a strange looking envelope. An invitation. To the oldest plantation house in the country. The author knows she of all people will appreciate it. The pair arrive, the moonlight shining over the trees. Blake gasps at the sight, the grandeur of it all. Dracula greets the couple. Ryan trying to be polite but unable to avoid making a joke. Dracula ignores him. His eyes fixated on his radiant wife. The luminous Blake Lively. Her golden hair, the way her dress accentuates her neck and cleavage. Dracula is a hidden tempest of desire and anticipation. The two are taken to the dinner hall, the spread a celebration of history. Ryan is somewhat irreverent, but Blake is anything but. She marvels at everything. Dracula talks about the restoration, the controversy, how some wanted it taken down brick by brick. Blake pouts, just because m...

  Salma's husband arrives home with fantastic news. The art dealer has tracked down rare Frida. A work by Salma's favorite artist and personal hero thought lost. How it ended up in Eastern Europe he's sure he does not know, He wanted to to surprise her with as an anniversary gift, but the seller insisted on having them come here, he loathes to travel to far. Francois thinks it's for tax reasons. But it's time to pack their bags. The pair arrive at Dracula's castle. To see the very image of Mexican beauty in person is intoxicating. Her voice, her curves. It is amazing how well she is preserved, one might mistake her for being the vampire she is most famous for playing, he remarks. Salma brushes off the joke, not she isn't. A knowing, wicked smile curls on Dracula's lips. Not yet. As they dine, he weaves his spell. It is very difficult for him not to take right there in front of her husband, her hot Mexican bloods calls to him so. But he plays it...

  Emma speaks at a summit, her boyfriend Keiran Brown looking on with pride. He speaks of womens's rights. Human rights. This fire stirs Dracula's appetite, the pride and satisfaction of the challenge, of turning this symbol of virtue and enlightenment into his sex-craved slave. He approaches her, telling her speech was most interesting, compliments dripping with condescension, eyes blazing with intention. Emma excuses herself, parting with her beau. Emma and Kieran are heading home in the car. She finds herself, thinking about "His highness." Making her skin crawl, she begins to rant, not realizing the more space she lets him occupy, the more he is inside her. She climbs into bed, still dwelling on the encounter. She begins to dream, dreams of submission, of whips and collars and chains and being little more of than a pet the of figure that disgusted her in waking life. Emma is in a pit of obsessions and sensation. One night, when Kieran is at the library. Sh...