Frankenstein Novels & Stories

AUTHOR'S POV Helena strode through the dimly lit corridor, her heels clicking against the cold marble floor. The walls dripped with moisture, the air thick with the acrid stench of chemicals and decay. She adjusted the lapels of her coat, inhaling sharply before stepping into the chamber where Victor waited. The room was eerily silent except for the faint, rhythmic beeping of the machine beside him. Victor sat slumped in a massive leather chair, his grotesque form barely resembling a man. His skin, or rather, the mismatched patches of it, sretched awkwardly over his hulking frame, an abomination of flesh crudely stitched together. Some parts were too pale, others too dark, all fused in a pat

Fenna smiled at him and scraped her throat, “Because Lola is here for the first time, I would like to tell the story of Agnitus it is one of my personal favorites.” The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained do

"How can you stand there and say that when you are the one who's seducing a monster?" "First of all, I am NOT seducing anyone! Secondly, you do not know him. I do, and I can say that you are far bigger of a monster than he will ever be!" "Never! All vampires are monsters and no amount of time will ever change that! They are evil beings who deserve to be slaughtered." "Oh my God! Why are you so stubborn and stuck in your ways that you can't wrap your tiny little peanut-sized brain around the fact that they are still people and not all of them are the same?"

Suddenly, Adrian realized that these individuals indeed harbored ulterior motives. Adrian expanded his awareness, and the sight before him left him speechless. The entire hall was now teeming with an array of ghosts and monsters. Among them were towering old men with only one eye, lanterns swaying on a single leg, malformed boys with just one limb each, women clad in white exuding a bone-chilling aura, and skeletal figures draped in human skin...

‌ Sabrina's voice trembled slightly as she mustered the courage to ask, "Andrei, when you mentioned other supernatural beings... does that include the vampires?" ‌ Andrei's expression softened, understanding the fear that gripped Sabrina's heart. He placed a reassuring hand on her arm, his touch grounding her in the present. "Yes, Sabrina, it does. Vampires are one of the many supernatural beings that exist in our world. While we strive for peace and coexistence, it's important to be aware of their presence and potential interactions with our pack." ‌ Sabrina's gaze dropped, her mind flooded with memories of the vampires' relentless pursuit. "Are they still after me? Will they come for us?"

But she wasn't that kind of woman, it was just that the first time she saw him, it was as if she was struck by something. He was so cold, so noble, and she wanted to keep him. The atmosphere was silent and Verna covered her chest, panting slightly, "I'm sorry." Matthew stared at her face, thinking for a moment before looking over at Byron. "That aunt of the Franklin Family said that she used the fiercest poisonous insects, and when Oscar was bitten, his appearance changed completely."

Waving her head flippantly. “Werewolves possess extraordinary abilities, colossal strength emitting in both our human and beast form. We are the epitome of nightmares.” I stated, my tone smooth and menacing. “Weapons are merely our accessories, it’s not a need.” Cocking her head to the side suggestively. “That’s not what the book says.” “What book?” “Anatomie da la vie humaine.” Her accent smooth, like it was her first language. I blinked in surprise, lifting a brow. “That entire book is in French.”

He nodded at Zee approving it. After a while Callum was calm enough not to shiver and panic. "Now. How about some juice"? Saint came into the room with another glass and this time he drank it silently. "Callum ". He saw Stephen sitting beside him with Enzo slipping out of the bed. They all settled giving Stephen the margin to hold him. And support them both. "What you saw was not a nightmare though how I wish it to be. This is the reason why I was against it in the first place to have a Human here in the den of Non Humans. Or Vampires as you call us.

That was embarrassing. His eyes were open slightly, and Isabella found herself staring straight into them. She should have been glad when she had seen him Hurt. He was a vampire who fed on blood and Hurt people, but she realized that she had never been so scared in her life when she thought that he was going to die. The thought of him dying sent chills all over her and she couldn't even understand herself any more. Right now, she was so happy to see that he was going to be okay.

I always assumed they just lost track of each other over the years since she left for college. According to Stephanson, Jed's serum expands his muscle and cuts off some of his brain nerve receptors. Makes him like a walking machine, only meant to give harm from a single word. Anna's was the opposite; her serum was meant to enhance her brain receptors and make them have more endurance. They jammed information into her and made her read and watch television at all hours of the day. They weren't allowed to be normal, they were only allowed to be trained thieves.