"Count Dracula is a vampire. He drinks people's blood. He lives in a lonely castle in the mountains of Transylvania. But then he comes to England ... Professor van Helsing knows about vampires, but can he stop Dracula?"

Survivors of a government-induced apocalypse endure their violent and disease-stricken world while protecting their loved ones; while a century into the future, members of a transformed society determinedly search for the original twelve virals.

When Morgan, a young vampire, and his witchy friend Bela set out one night to see if human children really exist, they find themselves at a Halloween party.

Witch and Yale historian Diana Bishop discovers an enchanted manuscript, attracting the attention of 1,500-year-old vampire Matthew Clairmont. The orphaned daughter of two powerful witches, Bishop prefers intellect, but relies on magic when her discovery of a palimpsest documenting the origin of supernatural species releases an assortment of undead who threaten, stalk, and harass her.

After Allison is forced to flee the city, she joins a band of humans who are seeking a legend -- a possible cure to the disease that killed off most of humankind and created the creatures threatening humans and vampires alike.

Annie and Liam call on their friends Francis and Zoe to help when a strange group visits Treecrest and takes over the hunting grounds.

Duck cannot sleep because he is hungry, but while he is preparing a snack the Hampire, who roams the barnyard at night sinking his fangs into food, is creeping near.

Gene has passed as a vampire for years, but now, just as he finds a girl worth fighting for, he is chosen to participate in the hunt for the last remaining humans among ruthless vampires who soon suspect his true nature.

Though scoffed at by Harold the dog, Chester the cat tries to warn his human family that their foundling baby bunny must be a vampire.

As a blue-blooded captain of the Nighthawk Guard, it's his duty to turn her in - she's a notorious spy and traitor. But after one stolen moment, he can't forget the feel of her in his arms, the taste of her, or the sharp sting of betrayal as she slipped off into the night. Little does Mercury know, no one hunts better than the Nighthawk.