Title says all ----> I'm a big fan of Dracula Untold so I decided to let the people make the second "Movie". I've heard rumour's that the sequel will come out next year so please feel free to give me your thoughts and what you know about it. *I do not own Dracula untold or any of the characters or places or anything*

Here is just few work I did for Dracula Untold. It between Dracula and my Oc. I don't own Dracula untold

What will happen when the most timid girl ever becomes Dracula's one and only interest. this will be like a Van Helsing and some of my own ideas also picture Dracula as the Dracula from the Van Helsing movie Also go read my other fan fiction the Flim Flam sister. enjoy

Vladimir Dracula has lived through many centuries. In our present day he is a wealthy business man who makes his money off of preserving priceless artifacts. Vlad's heart has turned to stone, and is cold to the world. He only wallows in the monster he is. Everything changes when Vlad becomes acquainted with a woman. A woman that ignites a fire in a soul he never thought he still had. Vlad lusts for this woman. Nicoleta is a quiet person. She lives a quiet life in her apartment working as a bartender. She never thought she'd be in a lustful and passionate relationship with a man that could steal any woman's heart. Nicoleta sees the pain Vlad lives with, and desperately wants to help. Can Nicoleta break through Vlad's stone heart? Or will their love even be able to survive?

The people called him: Prince The Turks called him: The Impaler His mother called him: Vlad I called him: Father

While Vlad takes to the night with his new immortal body to return home and defend his family, he comes across large pitiful creature caught in a trap. After being compelled He releases the gigantic Wolf. And employes her into his service. He soon becomes aware that her loyalties are driven not by debt but something more

She began with a hiss. "That worthless creature is my friend. If you lay a hand on him again. I will kill you. " "You will, how?" He seethed. She poked her finger on his chest. "I will drive a stake, straight through your nonexistent heart." She paused. "I will keep driving it through until it reaches the other side. I will watch what ever life you have fade." Kidnapped and stuck inside the castle of Dracula, Alandra grows close to another vampire. Dracula cannot stand the fact of any completion, he stomps the flame before it can ignite. Alandra loathes the very thought of Vlad and wishes to have nothing to do with him. Will her mind change? Or will she only see the cruel exterior? (#131 in vampire)

I was only a young thing when I heard the story of Vlad the Impaler. But now, he is known as Dracula, to almost all. My mother used to tell me that it was only a story, that there was no such man to ever have existed, "Like a silly old myth. A legend that was drawn out through the ages of time, twisted and mangled until it was unrecognizable." she'd say to me. Of course I would almost believe her, but when she wasn't around my father and brother's would convince me otherwise. I'd love hearing their stories, their tales of adventures with knights and kings and lost treasures. But when darkness struck over the lands and devoured everything in black we turned to myths, stories and tales to comfort and aid us in our search for peace. With the little knowledge my village contained we were exposed to dangers and open to attacks. We were weak and had nothing to turn to for guidance. But Dracula was one of those stories that we turned to for guidance. But in our search for salvation, for freedom of wicked things we found ourselves confronted with a dark force that we did not think that we would ever truly face again. All had heard the tale of his becoming, of his creation. But not all had heard his true story, his life story of how he became to be called Dracula and be known for cruelty. Each person saw him as a danger, a threat to life and wished him dead or otherwise thought him just a story to tell children into scaring them into bed at night. I believe those wicked stories, those terrible ideas of limitless power and identity to last through the ages. Sometimes, as a girl, I would feel that he would be there watching me play with my brothers. Watching me grow up into a woman, learning, dancing, singing like someone of youth would do during work. But I was always reminded that it was silly and childish to think of a character watching me from a distance like a wild cat. But could he be actually there?

Prince Vlad is reunited with his beloved Sara