Lost in a Pyramid, or the Mummy's Curse by Louisa May Alcott.

Lost in a Pyramid, or the Mummy's Curse, by Louisa May Alcott is a story about bad things that happen when people tamper with mummies. Of course, most people don't believe in such curses. However, maybe you will change your mind after reading the story.


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English: Headshot of Louisa May Alcott (November 29, 1832 – March 6, 1888), American novelist, at age 20 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

vampire fights werewolf in Dark Journeys anthology

Two dark shapes appeared and converged on Monique. Driving closer revealed the details of the brown-haired werewolves. When the closest one lunged at her, she bent her knees and tossed the beast over her head into the brick wall. The other werewolf wrapped its paw-like hands around her face, trying to gouge her eyes out. She kicked its right knee and the beast howled and crumpled to the ground. Monique grasped the werewolf’s head, holding it still as she sank her fangs into its neck. The werewolf pawed at her, trying to pull away. She continued biting until the beast’s head rolled to the side, and its body stopped moving.

 

In Dark Journeys, short stories and dark poems describe perilous paths taken by mortals, vampires, and other creatures of the night. One story is about the surprise that awaits a mortal man when he has a picnic with the Queen of the forest. In A Problem with Werewolves a mortal male and his beautiful female vampire lover battle a pack of werewolves and a hideous demon. Dark poems tell of the painful and sometimes fatal relationships between mortals and vampires.If this sounds interesting, and I hope it does, please follow the link and buy the anthology for only $.99.
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The Glamour by Lord Byron -

The Glamour, 1813 by Lord Byron is a poem to be savored. The vampire is depicted in its timeless evil by the great poet. 

Poems and stories about vampires migrated northward from the Balkans into Germany and Austria in the 17th and 18th century. They moved to the west into France and England in the early 19th century.


But first on this earth as vampire sent, 

Thy corpse shall from tomb be rent:

Then ghastly haunt thy native place, 

And suck the blood of all thy race; 

There from thy daughter, sister, wife,

At midnight drain the stream of life;

Yet loathe the banquet which perforce

Must feed thy livid living corpse.

Thy victims are they yet expire
Shall know the demon for the  ire, 

George Gordon, lord Byron (1788–1824). (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As cursing thee, thou cursing them,

Thy flowers are withered on the stem