Hotel Transylvania Dracula Daughter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"We seek our sister, our friend, our female Gamma. Protector of the weaker members, bringer of peace and truth when necessary. The future of this pack. Whose firstborn son is destined to become our next Alpha. Leader of this pack. Protector of all members, new and old. Beloved leader to The Midnight Moon Pack. Our female Gamma, whose second-born son is destined to hold the rank of Gamma. Protector of the weaker members. Bringer of peace and truth when necessary. The future of this pack. Show us her location." The six other witches in the room continued to chant. The flames of the candles grew larger. The air in the room moved around us as though a storm was brewing, and we were standing outs

“Then you will no longer be my daughter.” Naomi’s heart pounded against her ribs, but defiance burned hotter than her fear. “Maybe that would be easier.” The silence that followed was suffocating. From the door, Layla her best friend who had come home with her shifted uneasily. “Uhmm..Pastor Thomas, I should probably..” “Out!” His bark sliced through the air, “No ungodly company in this house at this hour!” Layla shot Naomi a wide-eyed look, mouthing silently, You can’t keep living like this. She slipped out quickly, the front door closing with a slam behind her.

The love I'd once felt for my husband and my child had been replaced by numb, aching hollowness. "Luke, you must be tired too. Go to bed." I turned away and poured myself a glass of water. Father and son exchanged a glance---that familiar, conspiratorial look between them---and the sight left me cold. Lucien put his hand on Luke's shoulder, ready to send the boy off to wash up and sleep. But Luke was still wired. I saw the flash of crimson in Luke's eyes and knew immediately---too much rare steak had triggered his vampiric instincts.

I exclaimed. “That’s so many balloons!” Lila replied, her excitement for the amusement park returning full force. She snuggled into me then, and we kept quiet as the ferris wheel slowly brought us back to Earth. I lay my head gently on top of hers, allowing my mind to drift wherever my thoughts decided to go. And I couldn’t help but think about what the ticket taker had said, about the fact that two humans somehow had a werewolf daughter – and how that daughter looked so much like Alpha Dominic Blackwood.

A more recent picture than the one of the thirteen fourteen year old we found in the house. Oliver urges me to continue as I stumble around the right words. He nearly shouts for me to spit it out. I cut right to the point. “Reedus isn’t her father.” Oliver’s request of ‘who’ goes unheard, lost to the static in my head. “Drystan.” The demon king. The pages say it all. Reedus believed that she was his until he heard of a girl on demon lips during partols. They called her the daughter of blood and nightmares, blessed with gifts from Drystan himself.

“I can remember your face very clearly. You actually survived all through the terrors of the woods. Don’t tell me you’re a lycan please.” “Worse,” Rhea laughed. “I am a Lycan and your cousin. Rhea Damon, first and only child of Ghost Damon and heir to the Lycan Dynasty. It’s a pleasure to meet you again, Xavier Damon.,”

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

Aria "Don Moretti. He's the one. He said if I took out the heir, the Rinaldi empire would crumble from the inside out. He promised me a life for my daughter. He promised me I’d be safe." I felt the temperature in the room plummet. I didn't even have to look at Dante to know how he was reacting.

Star’s smirk widened, he was getting worked up. “I’m not a hunter.” She spun on her heel and pinned him under her gaze, he chuckled. “Really? The Academy’s “Star” student- pun intended. Expects me to believe she’s not a hunter?” He threw his head back laughing which irked Star, “You’re Elijah Cullen’s daughter, it’s practically in your blood.” He sneered. “If that’s true then so is dying and I don’t plan to end up the way my father did.” She spat and pushed past him, suddenly regretting coming to the party altogether.