Frankenstein Romane & Geschichten

I am injured, possibly fatally, and there are vampires hunting me. “Fuck! They are so close. Frank? FRANK!”

Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. In the process of trying to drive him away, they somehow ended up gravitating towards each other. Finding comfort in the unexpected company, deep secrets tumbling out in the middle of the night. The guy who got stranded for sightseeing was suddenly showing her perspectives she had never seen before. The girl who barely talks was suddenly telling him the things he needed to hear all his life. But at the end of the day, you should never ever trust a stranger. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation.

From there, she could apologize to the woman on behalf of her brother and maybe explain to her who they were. All those were against the supernatural world code but Renee liked Alijah and she didn't want them to separate on a bad term. Little had she known that she would run into a hungry vampire who thought that she was good. She had had no choice at that moment other than to transform into her gigantic cat form to defeat the vampire who was a lot stronger than her because he was true blood. She would have killed the vampire if she hadn't smelt a human coming toward them and she had quickly changed from being a gigantic cat into a little cat.

I thought, slightly annoyed, then angry that it had annoyed me. “You, my bride, are the only one I can have an heir with. Only a bride can carry a vampire’s seed. Do you really not know this?" he asked, surprised, "What do they teach you in that order?" “Vampires are fiends and need to be hunted to extinction, they live to kill and ruin lives. That is all we need to know.” I shared finishing my drink and pouring another. “Talk about stereotyping. Do you really believe us to be mindless monsters?”

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

Nina smiled as he looked at the tombstone with Amber Hudson engraved on it. “I miss her.” “I miss her too.” Lane kissed Nina's forehead. ~ The night was long and distant. The moon was at its peak, giving off the brightest rays and flourishing the earth with its glow. “I'm Cataleya Drew. The witch who created the first vampires and werewolves. I've returned. Powerless, but I'm going to find a way to put an end to what I created. The O'Connors, the Salvadors, and the Graysons will suffer at my feet because I'm going to bring them to their very end. I always find a freaking way.” Cataleya's lips stretched into a smirk as she walked on the tarred road. It was midnight. The town was still and ser

I am truly taken aback by this girl,what can I possibly do to help her? The servants tell me that she leaves the Manor in the dead cold of night and walks around the grounds while speaking to herself.The snow which has fallen does not even deter her.What frightens me the most though is that the servants tell me she rambles on about magic and the dark arts in her sleep,calling out the names of creatures not of this world.I no longer think I have the strength to deal with her. January 01, 1811

I excused myself from the crowd and stumbled over to a quiet corner near the lake, seeking respite from the oppressive atmosphere of the event. I huddled there, alone and shivering, the chill of the impending evening sending a tremor through my weakened body. The lake's surface was like a mirror, reflecting the sky above. The water seemed so still, so inviting. My feverish mind couldn't help but be drawn to it, and as I gazed into the glassy reflection, I saw something that sent a jolt of fear through my veins. A face, dark and shadowy, was staring back at me from the depths of the water. Its eyes were hollow, and a sinister smile played upon its lips. It was a face that should not exist in

I noticed a small couch in a corner and took a seat on it. "Do you always watch me every night?" She suddenly asked me breaking the silence. "Since you got attacked," I confirmed and she nodded. "You're quite calm for someone who just learned that completely fictional characters actually exist," I pointed out. I've noticed ever since I told her that I was a vampire she kept a calm expression as if she's been told the exact same thing her whole life. "I really don't know either. I just feel this weird sense of belonging." That's probably the effect of the sacred book on her. She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing.