Frankenstein Novels & Stories

As I looked at him, I was drawn into a memory. Flashback "Do you know the difference between a Revenant and a vampire, Natalie?" My mother asked as I pulled my hair up. She was concerned that I wouldn't be ready for my 18th birthday in a year. "A vampire must be bitten by another vampire to become a Revenant, whereas a Revenant is an avenging person brought back to life to kill. The Revenant requires the aid of a witch in order to resurrect from the dead" I said as she smiled, pleased with my response.

I asked cautiously, aware that the topic might seem unfamiliar to him. Edmond furrowed his brow, clearly puzzled by the question. "Nosferatu vampires? No, I've never heard of them," he replied, his voice tinged with confusion. I nodded, understanding his response. "They are a secretive and reclusive group of vampires known for their nocturnal activities and aversion to sunlight," I explained. "We've come across some information that suggests they might be involved in certain mysterious incidents in Crescentville, including your mother's disappearance." Edmond's eyes widened in surprise. "Vampires? That sounds like something out of a fantasy novel," he said, disbelief evident in his voice.

Zac lets out a painful scream before fainting, than the monster swallows him whole. This whole time I’m screaming “No” “Noooo” but that doesn’t do anything to stop it. My family is gone, mum, dad, Zac, but wait where is Bethany. I scan the surroundings searching for a sign that Bethany got away but there are no sign. Abruptly I become aware of a low grunting sound that’s coming from the monster. Gradually I spin to face the monster; I stare at it waiting for it to do something when suddenly it speaks

HAYDON There was a strange pull I felt as my bike passed a large, metallic gate which gleamed slightly in the moonlight. It was the same pull I had been feeling for the past week, and it was the same pull that was driving me crazy and led to me being sent here in the first place. I broke suddenly and got off of my bike, my feet carrying me closer towards the intimidating mansion. At first I thought about ripping the gate from it’s hinges and then walking in. I then, however, inspecting the home more closely and realised that I recognised the gate and the mansion. How could I not, in such a dull and dreary neighbourhood. It all belonged to the famous Drackon family- One of the most influenti

She shrugged, a little awkwardly. I smiled back, wanting to put her at ease. “Thank you, Sie. I really appreciate it.” We flicked through some new books and papers while we waited for the pizza to arrive. They were all much the same – long, winding documentation of vampire sightings from the Victorian era, many of which were clearly allegories for something else, like impudent women or the fear of industrialisation.

Kavi's POV I went to my room and made myself comfortable in my usual meditating place. After connecting to celestial, I came to the conclusion that Akhilan's plan is very perfect for the situation. Also, I realized, werewolves were created out of the human souls died of Bright ash poisoning which has the power to even damage the souls. But the wolves had survived. I am naturally immune to the bright ashes in this birth but wolfbane still affects my wolf. My darkness could cover that.

With that I fell into a deep slumber. I woke up with a pain in my neck,it wasn't easy sleeping on the bare floor. Also it seemed I had caught a cold, I sneezed and my eyes watered. I checked the time on my Watch..it was one of my most prized possession, it was given to me by Christine as a birthday gift. It was 6:30 AM. I quickly arranged myself, I was hungry as hell,but there was no way I could get anything to eat. The restaurant usually opens by 7:30AM, it would be a very long time but I have no choice.

“Hey. Awesome teeth, where are you getting your dental care?” “That one doesn’t talk. His name is Frankenstein, an oni.” Her alleged father took her attention back. Oh, they have names? Of course, they have names. “What about Mr. Goblin? What’s his name?” She asked this out of curiosity so she thought it would be alright to ask, but the telltale sign of the very first emotion she saw from his eyes made her thought otherwise. His bright green eyes glared at her, but somehow, she felt that she was not the recipient of the harsh glare. Woah. How the heck did I know that?

He shakes his head again. "Now I allow my voice to change, to deepen, to resonate with the fullness of my incredibly long life. The effect on him is pronounced; he shakes visibly, as if he is suddenly aware that he is sitting next to a monster. But I am not just any monster. I am a vampire, and in many ways, for his sake, that may be the worst monster of all.