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eBook Category: Dark Fantasy
eBook Description: Free-lance journalist Alan Dexter travels to Romania to investigate a series of so-called 'vampire' murders. He and Christina, a beautiful but mysterious Romanian News Agency representative, journey deep into the ancient land of Transylvania, home of the legendary Count Dracula. High in the Carpathian Mountains, a raging storm develops. In the land of the fabled prince of the undead, nothing is ever quite as it seems. Journey with Dexter into the realm of nightmare, the lair of the howling wolf, and the unknown presence that lies in wait for the unwary traveler. As the night closes in and darkness envelops the young couple, Dexter is about to discover the secret of the murders, and the truth behind Christina's enigmatic smile, or ... is he?

eBook Publisher: Eternal Press, Published: 2008, 2008
Fictionwise Release Date: April 2008

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Reading time: 30-43 min.
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Twenty minutes later, they were seated opposite each other enjoying what Dexter had to admit was a very tasty stew of local origin. He had hesitated to ask what it comprised for fear of putting himself off, but he assumed it contained lamb, parsnips, and potatoes plus other, unidentified ingredients. He couldn't help but notice, however, that Christina had barely touched hers.

"Not hungry?" he asked.

"Not really." She looked into his eyes. "I can't stop thinking about the case, Dexter."

There it was again, that certain something in the way she said 'Dexter', he was sure he wasn't imagining it. There really was something remarkably sensual in the way she spoke his name.

"Then tell me, Christina, you don't subscribe to this vampire nonsense do you?"

Her lips tightened, and she looked away. "There are things you should know before we go any further. Forget about the vampires described by such men as your Bram Stoker. He was very clever in his mix of truth and fiction, but the people here take vampirism quite seriously, and Stoker was inaccurate in much of his data."

"In what way?" Dexter frowned.

"Well, for a start vampires, contrary to Stoker can actually move about in daylight, though their powers are greatly reduced. Secondly, they do not feed exclusively on human blood. They can take cattle or fowl, or indeed any living thing, though of course human blood is the ultimate feast for the undead. Most of the time they eat whatever they can get, often the same food as ordinary humans. It keeps them alive, but in a weakened state. It is said that all vampires must feast on human blood every so often in order to maintain their human form, so a vampire may go months, maybe years without tasting human and then go on a feeding frenzy when the need becomes imperative. If they are unable to fulfill their hunger they become shriveled and eventually nothing more than amorphous entities, condemned to inhabit a sort of half-world between the light and the darkness, losing forever the ability to hold onto their corporeal bodies. It must be a tragic sight to see a vampire losing its hold on bodily substance Dexter, or at least, so the story goes."

Dexter gave a half laugh. "Oh come, Christina, that's a highly imaginative tale, but you're not seriously suggesting that we're dealing with a vampire feeding frenzy here, are you?"

"Why not? Just because we're living in the twenty-first century doesn't mean that the legends of the past can't be true."

"Yeah, sure, but let's not get carried away by the atmosphere of the location. You and I are professional reporters, here to do a serious investigation into a series of grisly murders, that's all there is to it. We can't let ourselves be led into realms of fantasy just to suit local superstitious belief. Now, tell me more about the victims, and let's try and form a coherent theory as to what we're really dealing with here and, by the way, you really are quite beautiful you know."