Dracula Wife Hotel Transylvania Novels & Stories

her fingers played with the buttons on his shirt, working through them one at a time. “if it makes you any better, I'll have her sent to the barn.” he said, ignoring her latter question. Drusilla smiled, now she'd claim the vampire king as hers for the rest of eternity.

Anthea suddenly stopped, she did not dare to look Hubert in the eye, her voice was firm “In short, if Keelin turns into a vampire, it will be me who will die and what will happen when she finds out that her mother died because of her. You decide for yourself, Hubert” Saying that Anthea turned and left the room “Anthea! … Dammit.” Hubert slammed his fist on the table. One is his only daughter, the other is his wife, his life partner, how can he choose? At this moment, a hand was placed on Hubert's shoulder, he looked up and saw that the other was a girl about the same age as his daughter. But through those red eyes, he knew this girl was much older than he was because she was a vampire.

household knew about her being in love with Brixton. They were unaware of this. It was a long way from the mansion to the castle. Luckily Brixton was already out with his father gathering groceries. Helena walked down the street to the grocery store where Brixton and his father were. She had tears and mascara running down her beautiful face. Immediately Brixton noticed her tear filled eyes. "Brixton, I, I need a place to live for a while. At least for a few days. Is there any possibility I can catch a ride with you and go to your home? Please? I'd really appreciate it if I could." Brixton started to say yes. But his father was close by listening to their conversation. He broke into the conv

It left a scar on her palm. "Black Magic," Eudora uttered. "Where did you get this?" Serene asked. Maximus explained the situation to them. They knew it wasn't what it seemed to be. "The woman who died is not a werewolf." Eudora laid her doubt. "Yes, She is a vampire. Not only that… even before the pact between Werewolves and Vampires, some guests appeared in the hotel from the vampire race," Lenora said. "This is…" Serene and Eudora shared a look.

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Centuries ago, two sisters were born in the home of Dracula the second. He married a human woman. His first born was Valeria. She was born human like her mother. And his second born was Victoria, the third Dracula by birth. Because of her beautiful heart, the Moon Goddess Selena gifted her with a bunch of abilities.

My Mom said. Dracula grabbed me and pulled me down. “In four days, you will be mine. You will be the Queen of Transylvania. And you will gift me an heir so I can retire.” He kissed me. I pushed him away. “What the hell,” I said. My mother grabbed Dracula by his wrist. “I warned you not to touch my daughter. You are done. Looks like your wish will come true. It’s early retirement for you and your son will be the king of Transylvania and my daughter will be the queen.” She took him away.

Maximus, Georgia, and Luna, standing as a united front, awaited Dracula's response. "I have observed the unfolding events with great interest," Dracula remarked. "The moonlit mark is a rare occurrence, and Luna's presence in this alliance is a testament to the intricate dance between werewolves and vampires. As you step into my castle, let it be known that the alliance between our packs and kingdoms will be tested and strengthened within these walls."

She's my Queen, basically, whatever she wishes I will try my best to accommodate, the hell with the consequences. Three days later we were all gathered in our Transylvanian castle in the little village of the touristy Dracula village of Biertan. Ammar, Vesper, Layla, Constantine, Marshall, and Lucius were there. We were happy parents even when Emilian showed up late after giving an excuse about how he was held up by two tourists wanting their scare of the true vampire being.

he asked softly. She lifted her eyes to him. "More than I ever thought possible." Vlad leaned in and kissed her lightly. "Then the night has fulfilled its purpose." Elena smiled. "It’s not over yet." A dangerous, playful glint crossed his gaze. "No?" She leaned closer, her lips near his ear. "Not at all." Vlad laughed, making her smile even more. And while the moon remained high over the mountains of Transylvania, Dracula was no longer just a king of the night, surrounded by ghosts and memories. That night, he was a husband.

he said bitterly. “He just needs to be shown the value,” Doru assured him. “Give him time.” Doru knew that it would take more than a little time to make Dracula see the benefits of what his bastard son had done. Dracula was set in his ways and listened to only Doru’s mother. Although not his only wife, she was his favorite wife. She had a hard enough time accepting the children Dracula fathered with his other wives, let alone those born illegitimate. She would never encourage him to honor one of his bastard children. They were a bitter reminder of Dracula’s wandering ways and she felt nothing but hostility for them. It didn’t matter that Wadim was born before she married him. He was a bastar