Ms. Lyn Gibson – vampire author and historian – novelist of the macabre

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Jure Grando

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Jure Grando was a peasant that lived in Istria in the 1600′s and may have been one of the earliest recorded vampire in historical records.   Branded as a strigoi, a local term for “vampire” Grando died and rose again in 1656.   For sixteen years Grando would terrorize his village appearing first to his widow in her bedroom.   The woman described him as pale and thin, furthering to say he appeared to be smiling while gasping for breath.   The distraught widow enlisted the assistance of Father Giorgio to rid her of the affliction.   The Father eventually came face to face with Grando. The Father held out a cross in front of him and shouted “Behold Jesus Christ, you vampire!” “Stop tormenting us!” At that moment tears fell from the vampire’s eyes and he ceased to terrorize his widow, the rest of the village would not be so lucky.

After many years of torment the some of the villagers, having had enough of Grando, met with the Father to seek relief of their affliction.   The Father called a town meeting and gathered a group of the villages’ strongest men, to include the bravest of the men, Miho Radetić. Radetić would later chase and try to kill the vampire by piercing his hear with a hawthorn stick. His attempt failed as the stick bounced off of the vampires’ chest.

On the following night Radetić would gather with nine others and go to the graveyard armed with lamps, a cross and a hawthorn stick. The men exhumed Grando’s coffin and opened it to find him perfectly preserved, with a smile on his face.   Father Giorgio began to recite some religious incantations as the men attempted to pierce his heart a second time.   The hawthorn stick would not penetrate his chest. The priest began to recite exorcism prayers then the one villager, Stipan Milašić took a saw and cut his head off.   As the saw sliced through his neck, the vampire screamed and blood began to spurt from the wound.   The coffin began to fill with blood as his headless body contorted then fell limp into the casket. It was at that time the vampire would find his peace.

 

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The ship of death, a true-life Vampire Cruise

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This is the story of a British merchant ship and its fateful voyage to the Caribbean Island of Nevis.

Andrew Oglethorpe had been a sailor for the last ten years and was ready to retire. He would live out the remainder of his life as a fisherman in the British Indies. On June 15, 1607, the day before his last voyage, Oglethorpe set out for a Portsmouth pub and drank to celebrate his last voyage. After several hours of drinking Oglethorpe staggered out of the bar and by force of habit, towards the docks a couple of hours before dawn. From the shadows, a prostitute called out to him. Oglethorpe was facing three months at sea with no female companionship, he eagerly followed her into the alley. A seasoned sailor had ignored the olde seafarer’s maxim; harlot fire hire – might be a vampire.

As soon as the prostitute found a private corner she turned and sank her fangs into his neck. Oglethorpe in shock, refused to believe that it had happened and boarded the ship shortly after. By nightfall the next evening Oglethorpe was in sick bay with chills and fever. His wounds were not obvious, the ship surgeon likely confused his symptoms with some other common illness of the day and attempted to treat him. Oglethorpe responded to nothing that the surgeon tried and eventually slipped into a vampiric coma. The next day he had been prepared for his burial at sea, Oglethorpe awoke just as he was being moved from sick bay.

The fate of the crew would have never been known had the ships’ Captain. Captain Wheeler was a meticulous with his journal keeping.

August 24th: For the past three days we have been sailing through a storm, which has prevented us from continuing a sweep of the ship designed to root out any remaining vampires. Thus far we have captured and thrown over three crew members who were showing symptoms of the infection.

September 14th: The vampires have barricaded themselves in the hold, despite my entreaties, none of my crew dares to go down there and dispatch them. Our nerves are frayed, as non of us have slept for two weeks. Last night, a man leaped off of the boat rather than face another night of this torment.

September 16th: They are at my door now. There is no hope. I can only pray that God dash this accursed ship against the rocks, lest it deliver its’ hellish cargo upon some innocent shores.

God would not be so merciful, on the night of September 20th the Cormorant cruised into the harbor of the small Caribbean island of Nevis with Captain Wheeler, now a vampire, at the helm.

From this one ship, the vampire virus would spread rapidly across the Caribbean and into the new world.

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The Vrykolakas – A Greek Vampire Legend

Visit my publisher for deep pocket discounts and an additional 20% off.      The Greeks believed that a human could become a Vrykolakas after death by having lived an ungodly life, being buried on unconsecrated ground, being excommunicated or by having eaten the meat of a lamb that had been injured or killed by a wolf.  Some Greek legends insinuate that even a werewolf could become one of the Vrykolkas upon it’s death.  Individuals that had red hair and grey eyes were suspected of having been one of the undead, which I find intriguing as other ancient vampire lore states that any vampire with red hair was a direct descendant of Judas Escariot’s cursed blood line.

Unlike other undead beings from surrounding continents, the Greek Vampire was not an attractive creature.  Legends state that the Vrykolakas appears to be completely drained of it’s blood,  but once the vampire had fed, he would swell into a blood gorged creature before returning to it’s grave.   Greek legends state that this was the only time that the destructive creature could meet it’s demise.  The Vampire was said to return to it’s grave every Saturday, but would rise again the following day to wreak havoc upon nearby residents.  The Vrykolakas was said to have a wide range of activity, ranging from merely wandering from it’s grave to performing poltergeist-like activities.  Some legends state that the Vampire would knock at a perspective victims door, if the person would open the door on the first knock they were certain to arise the next day as one of the undead.  The legend lingers to this day, a traditional Greek household will only open the door upon the second knock.

The Vrykolakas has been in ancient Greek history for centuries and is still prevalent to this day.  A tale said to have occurred sometime in the 1950′s can be found in the in The book of vampires, it goes something like this:

A husband and wife that loved each other dearly began to have problems as the husband had lost his job and become severely depressed.  The man began to go out all night and would not return home until the following morning.  This of course caused the wife to become deeply concerned and afraid as she would be left alone night after night.  By the time the wife realized that her husband had been drinking heavily he had already become an alcoholic.  One evening the wife had him followed on his nightly outing, the follower came to a tree on the edge of town where the man was known to sit and drink.  There hanging from the tree was the body of her husband.  The wife was devastated and soon began to act irrationally.  She would stay indoors at all times and refuse to open the door for visitors.  On her seldom trips away from her home, people noticed that she had become pale and sickly.  Eventually she would confess to the town’s religious official that she had been being haunted by her dead husband.  It seemed that on the first night after his body was found hanging from the tree, he had returned to his home and knocked at the door.  He begged his wife to let him in as he said something about needing his shoes.  The wife was terrified but allowed her husband into the home.  The visits continued on a nightly basis from there on out, the wife had even admitted to having lain with her husband every night for several consecutive months.  The religious official became concerned for the safety of the town and decided that they would destroy the Vrykolakas.  Having committed suicide and then being buried on unconsecrated ground had surely turned the man, the officials would plot his demise according to ancient legend.  The townspeople eventually found the man’s dead body, shriveled and disheveled he lay as they prepared to drive a wooden stake through his heart.  Eyewitness accounts state that the man moaned as the stake was inserted, other accounts said that his body turned to dust upon completion of his writhing.  Now having freed themselves from the Vrykolakas, the town would have another problem to deal with, his now pregnant wife.  Unfortunately the tale ends here, one could only imagine from this point what came to be of the widow and her unborn spawn.

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After death by having lived an ungodly life, being buried on unconsecrated ground, being excommunicated or by having eaten the meat of a lamb that had been injured or killed by a wolf. Some Greek legends insinuate that even a werewolf could become one of the Vrykolkas upon it’s death. Individuals that had red hair and grey eyes were suspected of having been one of the undead, which I find intriguing as other ancient vampire lore states that any vampire with red hair was a direct descendant of Judas Escariot’s cursed blood line.

Unlike other undead beings from surrounding continents, the Greek Vampire was not an attractive creature. Legends state that the Vrykolakas appears to be completely drained of it’s blood, but once the vampire had fed, he would swell into a blood gorged creature before returning to it’s grave. Greek legends state that this was the only time that the destructive creature could meet it’s demise. The Vampire was said to return to it’s grave every Saturday, but would rise again the following day to wreak havoc upon nearby residents. The Vrykolakas was said to have a wide range of activity, ranging from merely wandering from it’s grave to performing poltergeist-like activities. Some legends state that the Vampire would knock at a perspective victims door, if the person would open the door on the first knock they were certain to arise the next day as one of the undead. The legend lingers to this day, a traditional Greek household will only open the door upon the second knock.

The Vrykolakas has been in ancient Greek history for centuries and is still prevalent to this day. A tale said to have occurred sometime in the 1950′s can be found in the in The book of vampires, it goes something like this:

A husband and wife that loved each other dearly began to have problems as the husband had lost his job and become severely depressed. The man began to go out all night and would not return home until the following morning. This of course caused the wife to become deeply concerned and afraid as she would be left alone night after night. By the time the wife realized that her husband had been drinking heavily he had already become an alcoholic. One evening the wife had him followed on his nightly outing, the follower came to a tree on the edge of town where the man was known to sit and drink. There hanging from the tree was the body of her husband. The wife was devastated and soon began to act irrationally. She would stay indoors at all times and refuse to open the door for visitors. On her seldom trips away from her home, people noticed that she had become pale and sickly. Eventually she would confess to the town’s religious official that she had been being haunted by her dead husband. It seemed that on the first night after his body was found hanging from the tree, he had returned to his home and knocked at the door. He begged his wife to let him in as he said something about needing his shoes. The wife was terrified but allowed her husband into the home. The visits continued on a nightly basis from there on out, the wife had even admitted to having lain with her husband every night for several consecutive months. The religious official became concerned for the safety of the town and decided that they would destroy the Vrykolakas. Having committed suicide and then being buried on unconsecrated ground had surely turned the man, the officials would plot his demise according to ancient legend. The townspeople eventually found the man’s dead body, shriveled and disheveled he lay as they prepared to drive a wooden stake through his heart. Eyewitness accounts state that the man moaned as the stake was inserted, other accounts said that his body turned to dust upon completion of his writhing. Now having freed themselves from the Vrykolakas, the town would have another problem to deal with, his now pregnant wife. Unfortunately the tale ends here, one could only imagine from this point what came to be of the widow and her unborn spawn.

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The Legend of the Bruxsa Vampire

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The Bruxsa originates from Portuguese Vampire legends. Though it has many of the similarities of the European Vampire there are several unique characteristics of the species.

The Bruxsa, mostly females, were said to have been witches in their mortal lives making them difficult to detect and nearly impossible to kill. Bruxsa are said to have the ability to tolerate sunlight but are at their most powerful state between midnight and 2:00 a.m. Legend states that their powers are a gift from Satan himself. The Bruxsa gather at crossroads once a week (said to be either Tuesday or Friday) to worship their dark master, becoming stronger after every meeting. When at their peak, the Bruxsa is said to have the ability to shift into the form of an animal further enabling them to avoid detection prior to attacking. Some legends state that the Bruxsa takes the form of a large bird when she leaves her lair at night to feed but shifts back into the form of a beautiful woman when she stalks her prey.

There is little that can be done to fend off the Bruxsa. Some say that a particular amulet made of steel or iron will deter her briefly but once the Bruxsa has acquired the scent of her prey, there is little that can be done to protect the intended victim. Historical documents mention that there was an incantation that could be spoken to the beast but throughout time, the spell has been lost.

The Bruxsa though attracted to hunting the male human, has a taste for children as well. Women would protect their children from her in several different ways. Some would sew garlic into the lining of the children’s garments, some would place a pair of scissors beneath the child’s pillow and others would drive iron spikes into the floor around the child’s bed to protect him while he slept. If it was suspected that a Bruxsa was stalking a child, the mother would boil the child’s clothing while stabbing it with with a knife. The Bruxsa was said to feel the pain of the blows. The same tactic was used as revenge for the mother that had lost her child to a Bruxsa. the mother would boil the clothing day after day and stab it in grief until the Bruxsa would come and beg for mercy, mercy that she likely would never receive.

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Meet Christian, Adrian’s Soulmate . . .

christian      Christian is another of the main characters found in “To Be His Soulmate.”  His story sets the entire basis of the trilogy.

Long ago and far away, indeed is the best of beginnings for this character!  Christian, then known as Edward, walked as a mortal during the 12th century.  The entire continent had been at war for several generations just prior to his human birth, but peace would soon find the land.  Edward, the eldest son of the King would inadvertently fulfill the commands of his father by being betrothed to the Princess of their former enemy, but they did not live happily every after as you will soon find out!

As we know, Vampires have roamed the Earth for over 4000 years, all having been inadvertently placed upon the planet by the hands of God, with the exception of those that fell victim of their own wrath.   The original breed of Vampire was said to have originated with Lilith as she bore the offspring of the Nephillim. Edward would now be the first of a new breed due to the fact that his own bloodthirsty actions had been recognized by the Gods above, rendering one Deity to return to Earth and confront him.

Edward having been maddened by grief would defy the Deity by refusing to end his revenge filled and murderous tirade.  In turn, the Deity had become enraged with his obstinacy and cursed him.  Edward would never again walk within the light, his desire for the blood of those that had wronged him would now be his only sustenance.   The Deity cursed him to forever exist, sentencing him to see everyone and everything that he had every loved die and wither away as ashes  into the wind.

Edward continued to hold venom and fury within him, the curse would not deter him from avenging the death of Cassandra.   He became even more bloodthirsty as he scoured every village and every city to destroy those born of the Sur names found on his list. Edward was now further fueled in his spree, he would now feast upon man, woman and child indiscriminately until his appetite for revenge had been sated.

Centuries had passed, Edward, now known as Christian, had come to terms with his sentence and chose to continue his existence in a more peaceful manner.   Known to many during this era as kind and wise, Christian was both confidant and counselor to many Ruler, conqueror and explorer.   He would not only organize others like him, he would come to be known as the Father of the Vampire nation by having formed the Parliament that would rule over their kind.   Though he was pleased with his own accomplishments, there would always remain within him, an emptiness that longed to be filled.   He had held on to the belief that he one day would be reunited with his Cassandra.

One summer, not too long ago, Christian was in council with the Parliament in Grenoble.   During his stay, the now centuries old memories of Cassandra began to fall heavy on his heart.   Try as he may, he could not shake her from his mind.   So distracted was he by her that he would end the conferences and return to his newly acquired plantation estate just outside of New Orleans.

Now completely restored and staffed the old estate shined brightly through the massive oaks that lined the paved drive. Christian had not visited the city since the late 1800′s, he was looking forward to being reacquainted with the old southern charm that had resonated through the area since it’s establishment in the early 1700′s.   As he awoke from his first days sleep in his new estate, she was there with him again, only much more vivid than before.   Christian would become frustrated and excuse himself from the estate as sunset to seek out his first prey since his return.   And this, my friends is where the story of Christian and Adrian begins!   Hang on, it’s going to be a hell of a ride!

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Meet Adrian!

ADRIANE

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Adrian is a busy young business woman in the deep south, a few short miles north of Lake Ponchartrain which also borders the city of New Orleans.  Having been raised in one of the most revered locations for vampire legend and other paranormal folklore, she is very aware of the unseen.  You see, Adrian was born gifted, or so it’s said.  She, on the other hand, feels as though she has carried a curse with her since birth when the veil was removed from her face.  As a child she had dreams and visions, many that foretold of things to come, one in particular that would haunt her relentlessly.  Though the locals widely acknowledge that the “gift” is authentic, she found at this young age that there were those who viewed the gifted ones as evil and would shun her away, those were to include her own family.  Adrian would share the things that she saw with her family only to be scolded, such things were not Godly and should not be discussed, they would tell her.

As she matured she would learn to push the gift as far back into the darkest corners of her mind that she could manage, allowing for her to better focus on a career.  Though she could turn off her uncanny ability at will, she could not stop the dreams, more specifically the same one that had plagued her since childhood.

In this dream there was a young couple that sat by a mountain stream, though she could not see their faces she was certain that it was always the same two.  The couple would speak to each other, but she could not hear, though she was able to experience the sensation of new love in the beginning of the dream, it would not last.  Each time the dream evolved from an overwhelming feeling of happiness to a gut wrenching sense of doom.  The scenery would turn dark and foreboding becoming chaotic as it pulsed before her eyes and then ended, leaving her with an intense feeling of loss.

Now, since Adrian is an adult, the dream haunts her more and more frequently.  Her imprisoned “gift” begins to pound away, a warning of something approaching within the near future.  As fate would have it, and it always does!  Adrian runs into the man from her dreams.  They stand face to face, both overcome by the same sense of knowing.  He stands staring into her soul as her restraint of the gift collapses.

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