Hotel Transylvania 2 Dracula Novels & Stories

Maya’s POV We turned to see the blue-eyed devil dressed in a navy blue tuxedo with a smirk gracing his lips. From the corner of my eye, I caught Ron emerge from the crowd to watch our interaction through narrowed eyes. “Greene,” Chase acknowledged him with a cold barely there smile. “I can’t say I’m glad that I made it either.” “You were able to address the sudden problem that arose then?” “Regrettably, yes.” “Ah.” Kylan nodded. “Ever efficient.” Disgust rolled off Chase in waves. Kylan then turned to me. “And who may this be?”

~~~ Amaya His eyes no longer had those pretty green tint in them. They were now a bright glowing red colour. His teeth now contained a pair of sharp fangs ready to bite through your skin anytime. He wasn't just my kidnapper anymore. Nor my stalker. He was now my vampire. This realization hit me like a train. My feet were glued to one place not daring to move. My breathing had stopped a while ago. The beast in front of me must've caught on to my nervousness because a small pang of hurt shot across his face but quickly vanished.

Delores asked. “My mother just took him to the D.C. facility,” I said. “Oh, thank God I don’t have to deal with him anymore. Finally, he got what he deserved.” Delores said. My mother came back. “So how did it go?” Alexi asked. “It went it went well the happily took the oldest vampire that has ever lived.” “Great I never want to see that guy ever again,” I said. “Alright, we have to go to Transylvania,” Alexi said. “We are moving there. We will move some of the stuff from the mansion to here, but we are keeping the house. It will our vacation home. Mom, can you get the priest? We are getting married.”

she replied. She tilted her head slightly, “Where are you staying?“ “A hotel” I answered. The smile on her face vanished but only for a split second, but I definitely noticed it. “That's not... Nice... “ she said lightly but something in her gaze sharpened. “... Transylvania has... Many layers Lyra, witches... Don't own all of them” “What do you mean?“ I asked She shook her head gently and said, “Just... Be careful, there's more here that meets the eyes”

I immediately approached the man. "Is that true what you said earlier?" I asked vehemently. "Hah? Who are you?" asked the man confused. Hayley immediately approached us. She pulled me back a little."He's my acquaintance, Leo. So Mr. Eriksen, is it true about what you said earlier?”Hayley asked the man. “Yes, if I'm not mistaken they found an injured female vampire. They chased until a castle that turned out to be a den of vampires." "When did they attack the vampire?" I asked carefully.

Dracula’s Castle (Bran Castle) loomed like a gothic sentinel on the rocky hill in Transylvania, its ancient stone walls bathed in moonlight. The private luxury suite within the historic castle was a world of dark romance — roaring fireplaces, velvet drapes, and a king-sized bed that looked like it had been made for exactly this kind of night. Alexander Kane, 44, stood at the tall arched window in a tailored black shirt, watching the mist roll through the Carpathian Mountains. The British shipping magnate had come to Transylvania for a private retreat. Now his hunger had shifted to something far more primal.

“Now that we can talk freely and we don’t have to hide anything, I’d love to know what really happened.” “When your ancestors opened the resort, it was more like a club than anything else, there was loud music all night, every night. They were partiers coming from the city and all towns around. It became a mess and the werewolves did not like the noise, and other outcomes. The vampires have always been quite rowdy. They love partying, irresponsible sex and all other things involved. The resort became their favourite place. The werewolves could have put up with that but when vampires got to drunk and unhinged, they went after humans. Most of the tourists and visitors were humans so there were

Elsa asked, turning to him. “I am the oldest vampire, but I am not Dracula. I don't need blood like other vampires but if my temptation reached my head, then I can’t stop myself from drinking blood,” Gabriel patiently answered Elsa’s queries, taking his time to admire her. When he first saw her, it was a bewitching moment, as it captivated his heart. Her small face and exciting eyes made him crazy. He followed her the whole time and enduringly waited for her to come to him.

I told them with a smug grin. I was just about to gather the Sun wolves to follow me when at once, both me and Roman suddenly hushed our people. “SSShh”. We both warned, putting our hand up to pause any movement when we heard the sound of loose mud scuffling along the ground. I quickly whipped around to see what was coming our way as we all grouped together preparing to attack. “You stuck to your word Luna of the Sun wolves”. A deep rumbling voice sounded as two pure white glowing eyes peeped out of the darkness. Tarrant and his pack slowly appeared from the trees, their white fur glistening under the moonlight.

“The only supernaturals in that pub are the dragons, and I’m sure they know how to handle themselves.” “We’ll just stay here,” Rhett looked at Cameron for his agreement. Cameron nodded. He didn’t want to go upstairs and hide in the room until the Van Helsings went away. It felt fucking cowardly enough to hide in the stairwell, though he appreciated that Rhett had been smart in dragging them into it. He pressed against the door next to Rhett and peeked through the window. The bar had stilled, the patrons freezing, and through their heads, Cameron could see the black-clad Van Helsings enter. In the quiet, the male Van Helsing spoke in a commanding tone. “What is going on in here?”