Hotel Transylvania Dracula Daughter Romane & Geschichten

What happened in Transylvania? "He's what?" Dylan exclaimed in horror, verbally voicing my concern. "Now now, that isn't any way to treat a guest." "Sorry dad." Britney and Ben soon came to join our little congregation. "Britney!" My father exclaimed and gave his relative a bone crushing hug. "Hey and bye. I have a date!" She said grabbing her bags and exiting the house. My mother suddenly furrowed her eyes and took a sniff of the air. "Katerina you smell like-"

With a flick of my wrist, I conjured a glass of hellfire whiskey and dropped it into my father's hand. "Why are you even here, Dad?" I asked, unable to keep the exasperation out of my voice. Lucifer took a sip of the whiskey, savouring it for a moment before answering. "Can't a father drop in on his beloved daughter without an ulterior motive?" "Not when that father is you," I retorted. "And especially not when you show up unannounced in the middle of... well, you know." Sebastian shifted uncomfortably beside me. I could feel the tension radiating off him in waves. It was almost amusing, seeing the normally composed vampire so flustered.

I tilted my head, asking her if there was anything she needed. “Nat? What’s wrong?” I asked. She didn’t speak. Rather, she pulled me closer. Her face is now buried under my neck and her heavy sighs are creeping through my skin. “Natyaramona!” I called again, probing for the matter. “B-blood....” she managed to utter before fainting in my arms. My eyes widened as my body froze. Natya is a witch and a she-wolf. Her asking for blood could only mean one thing - she was successfully converted into a vampire.

Scrunching up my nose, I look around the room, wondering why I couldn't sense any heartbeat. My eyes move from the pool of blood soaking the floor to its source. On the ground lies a dead body of a woman, put in a position that tells me she had fought for her life til her last dying breath. The expression on her face is gruesome. She looked like she had died a miserable death, and fresh tears escaped her eyes even as she breathed her last breath. Moving closer, I stopped recognizing the girl. She's the Alpha's daughter. I look up instantly, hearing soft growling inches away from the girl. Only for my eyes to widen when they land on a pair of familiar eyes. They're blood red. And there's ni m

Taking a deep breath to prepare myself, I headed back to the waiting area to inform her father. “I’m so sorry, but your daughter has passed.” I told him as I placed a hand on his shoulder. “Is there anything you can think of that could have caused her to escalate so quickly? Any allergies, disorders? Anything?” “It was that – that thing.” He sobbed. “We came in after the accident just to be sure, she was fine until that monster bit her.” I caught Lucas’s eye as the man continued to lay accusations against Osiris. The wolves in the waiting room were slowly voicing their agreement with his assessment. Not all of them were Dark Moon pack, there would be no way for Lucas to get control of them a

Doru remained on the balcony and looked mockingly at Bruce. “That toy is useless against me,” he sneered confidently. “These guards may have fallen prey to it because we are of a mutated lineage, but not me. I am Doru, the true and legitimate son of Dracula, Prince of Darkness. His blood runs pure through my veins and I cannot be destroyed.”

She is the daughter of the infamous Vlad Tepes, also known as Count Dracula "Is that so? But for now I'm your fiancé, you know. I would have no problem doing that kind of thing. " Azrael's handsome face showed an expression like that of a lustful adolescent. Isabell noticed Azrael's expression, and changed her calm expression from hers for the first time to a perverted smile. "It's true. Supposedly we are engaged ... mmm ... in that case ... I think there would be no problem doing certain things "

“So I’m taking something from you.” I shifted slightly, letting my next words land like a blade. “Ella is not just my wife.” Murmurs rose again. “She is the daughter and sole heiress of Ethan Dracula.” For a heartbeat, there was nothing. Then there were gasps. I saw the shock roll through the room in visible waves as faces drained of color and eyes widened. Names were whispered like curses. Ethan Dracula. Business magnate. Political kingmaker. Alpha whispered about in closed rooms and back channels.

"Fly to Theartera. Watch the chambers. Tell me if he has bought the girl - the hybrid of twenty years." The eagle's cry rattled the rafters. Courtiers flinched. The queen lifted her hand in dismissal. Like lightening, the large bird flew out through the high window. The queen's reflection continued to dance. "If the blood is ripe...." She murmured. "....soon it shall be mine." She rose, her gown trailing smoke across marble. "Lord Seth Frankfurt...." She said, savoring the name. "....a petty fool. He ignored my bid and sold his daughter to Aramisius."

If I had over thinked I might have thought when she was searching for my past the way she was staring. "You're a human." It said so I stopped. I felt the pressure of Fin's hold on my hand. "With vampire blood." She added so I swallowed. Fin looked at his dad's companion. "He's a human, a pure human. There's no vampire blood." He said to his dad's companion. The woman smiled and then looked at Fin. "Defensive huh. It's noticeable." It said reason for all the fear to climb into my body. "That's enough talk." Fin's dad whispered then looked at Fin. "Take her to Dinner later. I want to meet the woman my son is crazy about. Unwillingly and willingly you will attend dinner with her." It was author