Hotel Transylvania 2 Dracula Novels & Stories

He had to subdue more than one spurt of panic and mayhem as a result. Not feeling like he could leave his den in such a state, Nandru had sent his ambassador, Simmons, to represent them in Transylvania for the meeting that the great Count Dracula had called. Simmons had only just returned to give a full report of his journey. Dracula was on the rampage. His son, Doru was killed while visiting the Las Vegas den. He was furious to discover my Tugurlan clan had survived enough to produce two vampire killers. He wanted us stopped, but not killed. He wanted us brought before him to receive our ultimate punishment; a punishment he wished to execute himself. The vampire to fulfill this task woul

"Well, did you two have a good time? Mrs. Scott asked with nasty meaning as Tyler and Katherine walked up to the front of her and Mr. Scott. Tyler picked up Katherine's hand with the hand that wasn't around her waist and lifted it, his lips hovering over it closely. The other Parents leaned forward anxiously, looking like they didn't know what Tyler was going to do: kiss their daughter's hand or eat it. "We had." Tyler kissed Katherine's hand seductively, making Katherine blush from the tips of her toes to the roots of her hair and her parents gasp for air. "...a very good time." He threw the best Transylvanian Dracula accent into the last words, forcing Katherine to cover her mouth with her

Hector wove and threw a stream of lightning, Vlad vanished from his sight but reappeared tight in front of him, grabbing his throat and lifting him off his feet. The grip was a vice, Hector could feel his larynx crack under its sheer power, but he remained steadfast, he will not spill anything to him. "Tell me!" He shook his head choking still, until slowly he felt numbness become him. Vlad felt his only clue to her now wasn't worth killing just yet, passed out he threw him down. "Marcus! Lester!" The two who was manipulating the lights the whole time came in. "Master?" "Tie this runt up, and let's head for Transylvania, there atleast I may find more answers"

It was a Sunday morning, we had all taken care of our house chores, we ate before we did the chores, they girls had woken up very early in the morning to prepare the dish, we were left with nothing, Mr and Mrs Wilson did not leave the house, because it was their day off, so we decided to go have some fun, leaving the both of them at home Jessy took us round New York, the city was really amazing, we had gone shopping, we visited the Central Museum, mall, etc you name it, Jessy and I enjoyed ourselves we watched movies together, there was this vampire movie about stream in the theater, so we decided to go check it out "Hey Luther, come check this out" Jessy said posting to a poster while I wal

Envy laced upon Matilda’s voice. So there are other dorms as well. The Headmaster did not mention that. “Can you tell me about the dorms here at Transylvania Academy?” “Sure, girlie. There are three dorms in the Transylvania Academy. The Benevolent Dormitory where creatures from the Benevolent World stay, the Ambivalent Dormitory for the creatures from the Ambivalent World, and the Malevolent Dormitory where creatures of the Malevolent World live. The entire Asguard Forest belongs to the Ambivalent Dorm. The small islands above this floating island are the territory of the Benevolent Dorm, while the Forsaken Lands belong to the Malevolent Dorm.”

EPISODE 3 I do not need much sleep, two hours at most, which I usually take when the sun is at its brightest. Sunlight does affect me, although it is not the mortal enemy Bram Stoker imagined in his tale of Count Dracula. I read the novel Dracula when it first came out, in ten minutes. I have a photographic memory with a hundred percent comprehension. I found the book delicious. Unknown to Mr. Stoker, he got to meet a real vampire when I paid him a visit one dreary English evening in the year 1899. I was very sweet to him. I asked him to autograph my book and gave him a big kiss before I left. I almost drank some of his blood, I was tempted, but I thought it would have ruined any chance he w

Isabella said and for the first time in this conversation, Sophia giggled to herself when she heard this because she knew in actuality that it was her that would ruin the genes of Ronnell due to her bad eyesight. Ronnell noticed this, she looked so fucking cute. Licking her tongue discreetly, wetting her lips in either lust or excitement. In a dark room, devoid of any sun rays or light, sat a man with blood dripping from his lips and eyes shining through the abyss. The clock ticked, a sound that seemed endless for one that couldn’t die. The relevance of time was lost on vampires because time is the one time they had an unlimited amount regardless of how much passes.

This woman is more interesting than I had first thought and the idea of making this woman my sex slave is more appealing to me than I would like to admit. “I am not going anywhere with you either.” The brave, yet foolish, human says through gritted teeth. If it wasn’t for the slight tremble I can see moving through her body, I would think that she was fearless in this moment. A snorted chuckle reaches my ears from just behind me, indicating that Dracula finds this situation more amusing than he found it when she spoke to him in this manner. “Until we meet again, my dear.” Dracula says, before disappearing in a cloud of bats that take off towards the open window to the right of the theatre.

Betty suggested. I glanced over at Elena and Theo, "I don't want them knowing anything about this." "Don't worry, I've got this," she got to her feet, "Elena, are there any stores open at night here?" Elena nodded, "Yes. But what do you need?" "Uh, tampons! The Lycan gene doesn't stop that pesky monthly visitor!" I had to swallow the laugh building up in me. She sure could think on her feet. "I'll go with you so you don't get lost," Elena turned to me, "Will you be fine here?"

When he finally did break the intense thickness of the air in the silent room, his voice had a defeated tone. “So, it is time to do something,” he said. Without waiting for a response from Dragomir, he stood up and paced the room. “I was no sooner out of my bed this evening when a message was brought to my door. It was from an American vampire seeking an audience with me. Assuming he was one of Chen Wadim’s abominations, I hesitated, until I was overcome with curiosity and allowed him entry.” Dracula stopped pacing and turned to face Dragomir. He drew a deep, calming breath before continuing. “It seems your half-brother has been making mutated vampires and then kicking them out of his den. V