Birth Of The Monster by Shane K.P. O'Neill

Below him, a heavy mist cloaked the field. The rain fell in a steady pattern for as far as he could see. With the end in sight, he had put many of his Turkish enemies to the sword. Today was the day of his forty-fifth birthday, but he had not given it a thought. Dracula released his grip on the reins and leaned forward in the saddle to relieve his aching limbs. The stallion steadied itself at his prompt. The hundred men who had survived the epic struggle decided to hold back with the rumours of victory filtering through. His bodyguard crowded around him on all sides with less than half their number still alive. The beast struggled to keep its footing on the muddy slope it snorted and shook its head. Vlad Dracula tugged hard on the reins of his stallion. Shane KP O’Neill has asserted his moral rights in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 Any other similarities to anyone living or dead, is purely coincidental. To give validity to the story, I use real historical characters and set them within true historical events. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written consent of the publisher, nor be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser. The Dracula Chronicles: Bound By Blood, Volume 1Ĭopyright © 2007, 2012, 2014 Shane KP O’NeillĪll rights reserved.

Birth Of The Monster by Shane K.P. O'Neill