Vampires

The Wold Newton Triangle, an enigmatic swath of East Yorkshire countryside, stretches roughly between the villages of Wold Newton, Rudston, and the coastal edges near Bridlington and Filey. Often dubbed Yorkshire’s “Bermuda Triangle,” this area, bounded by ancient Roman roads, the North Sea, and chalky wolds, has long captivated folklorists with its dense concentration of supernatural tales. While stories of fairies, dragons, and werewolves abound, the region’s lore leans heavily into the macabre realm of revenants and vampiric entities, drawing from medieval chronicles, ancient burial practices, and persistent fears of the undead rising to plague the living. These legends, rooted in the Triangle’s prehistoric monuments and isolated hamlets, evoke a landscape where the boundary between the grave and the world above blurs ominously. 

At the heart of this mystical zone lies a deep-seated dread of the restless dead, amplified by the area’s archaeological richness. Prehistoric burial mounds, or barrows, dot the wolds, sites where ancient Britons interred their kin amid rituals that hinted at fears of reanimation. The Rudston Monolith, a towering 26-foot Neolithic stone in Rudston’s churchyard, believed to be a focal point for converging ley lines, stands as a sentinel over these grounds.

Image courtesy of Jenny Pepper

Local superstitions claim it was hurled by the Devil himself, and its presence ties into broader

undead lore, as early inhabitants danced around it  invoking supernatural spirits. 

Revenant legends dominate the Triangle’s darker narratives, chronicled vividly by the 12th-century monk William of Newburgh, born in nearby Bridlington. In his “History of English Affairs,” Newburgh recounts tales of the undead that blur into vampiric archetypes. One infamous account describes a revenant, a corpse reanimated by malevolent forces,rising nightly from its grave to terrorize villagers. Pursued by locals, it was exhumed, its body found bloated with blood, then drained, dismembered, and burned to ash. Another revenant, more intimate in its horror, climbed into bed with its grieving widow before wandering the streets in broad daylight as a “serious nuisance.” 

It is against this backdrop that I choose to craft my latest supernatural erotic story illustrated through my own photography featuring the model Zoe.