Novel & Cerita Hotel Transylvania 2 The End

Who knows what we'll run into? The End

There was a loud rumble of thunder outside, and Ian’s voice sounded exceptionally low under the sudden thunderclap. Looking at his red eyes, I felt bitterness in my heart. Just as I was about to speak, a rapid knock on the door interrupted me. "Ahh! Ahh! Ian, save me!" Ian's expression changed slightly, and he immediately released me to open the door. Ruby weakly threw herself into his arms, her palm-sized face full of panic. "My thoughts drifted back to that night again. Please keep me company. I'm so scared..."

“Jennifer and I are getting married at the end of the month. You like money, don’t you? As long as you come, I’ll give you a million.” He really was convinced that I was a gold digger. I chuckled and murmured, “Too bad I can’t go, but William, I wish you and Jennifer a happy life together from the bottom of my heart." Suddenly, a powerful force pulled me in. When I regained consciousness, I saw Jennifer and a man dressed in a robe. The man was holding a wooden cross and chanting under his breath. There was a table in front of him with a white porcelain urn on it. It was my urn.

"We wanna party!! Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, Scott, and Cersei exclaimed excitedly. "LEDO EAM!!! Angelus said out while stretching her hands at the home theater that was standing in between the TV, Using her magic to turn it on. “Yay.!!!!! Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, Scott, and

I stayed silent for a long time before I finally spoke. My voice was hoarse and unfamiliar. “The house my mother left me is still in Sienna’s hands.” “Can you help me to get it back?” Sebastian shot me a glare full of barely contained frustration. “My aunt’s property? Don’t worry. I’ll get every last bit back for you. No need for you to fret.” He pushed a glass of whiskey toward me. “I’m just afraid once your wounds heal, you’ll forget the pain.”

A panting Lauren ran up to me and pulled me out of the line. She tore the papers right in front of me. "I never signed the papers! They don't count!" I stared at the snowing paper and sighed. This was a headache. "No littering. It's a public spot." She frowned. She could not believe I was talking about something so trivial, but she kicked the torn papers away and tried to pull me along. "I do not recognize these papers. We're getting remarried." I staggered but found my bearings quickly. "You signed the papers. I told you to read them closely, but you refused. That is not my fault."

Keep them on a leash, and they'll never forget you. I zoomed in on the photo, noticing blood at the corner of Emilio's mouth. It was probably from his fight with Jon. "Calista, what's going on with you?" Christopher pulled over and turned to look into my red-rimmed eyes. "You've been off all day. Tell me what happened, and I'll take care of it for you!" I pursed my lips. Just as I wanted to speak, a Porsche pulled up in front of us. Emilio and Amber got out.

Transylvania – full of quaint inns, cheap curio shops and packed youth hostels. "Packed with young women," Katrina teased me. "I promise, I'll play it safe this time," I kept begging. Yes – European babes looking for handsome, dark strangers on a secretive mission...note to self: pack extra condoms. "Safe," Elsa sizzled. "In the middle of a battle, did you really stand on top of an enemy Humvee and drop a napalm grenade in knowing it was packed with men and ammo?" "Maybe, kinda, well sorta," I evaded, yet still sounded guilty.

“I’m just bored and saw this private room’s door opened. I just want to interrupt you for fun. That’s all. Bye!” I was about to go outside when he held my hand! OMG! What is he going to do with me? “Not so fast, Miss. Since you interrupt us, maybe you want to continue having fun with me now? We’re just the two of us in this private room,” he said in a husky voice. Oh, damn! I should get out of this room immediately before he does something bad. He’s really my style, but I don’t want to flirt with him in this kind of place.

"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