Hotel Transylvania Mavis Pregnant の小説・ストーリー

The girl twitched a little in his arms, barely able to hold her head as she pulled back to look up at him. "I...uh..." His brows knitted together, curiously peering down at her as he observed that conflicted look on her face. That mild blush in her cheeks. "What is it?" She hesitated for a moment, nervously biting her lower lip as she stared up at him from beneath those half-closed eyelids. "I-Is it possible for me to get pregnant now?" He smiled, "Nope. Humans are not made for procreation with vampires. Vampire semen is way too strong for a human egg. It will destroy it before it could fertilize it," he explained, earning himself a rather odd look from her.

she cleared her throat, hesitating to speak as if she was hiding something, and then she rubbed her forehead. I frowned at her, getting impatience by her pause. ‘’what is it, Leonara?’’ ‘’Miss Annalise and her family were found dead early this morning, and it was a gruesome sight as they had their hearts removed and their blood was completely drained from their body.’’ ‘’Their blood drains?’’ I asked and placed my hands on the table. ‘’How is that possible? We haven’t had the vampires near our territory for years, so how did that happen?’’

We didn't need to air our plans to investigate while we were here. "Alpha Brennan, it's a pleasure to be here at the Redwood pack." A wave of caramel and vanilla hit me like a truck, and I sucked in a breath to take in more of it. My mouth watered, and my lycan surged to the surface, screaming MATE! as he pushed against the walls of my mind to shift. I fell to my knees, struggling to restrain him long enough to look at Brennan and his son. Mate? How could that be? This was the first pack on our trip. How could we possibly find her this quickly?

The air felt thick with old magic. “Out! Now!” Sorin yelled, kicking his door open. Edwin carried me out, running toward the ruins. Behind us, the pursuing cars slammed to a halt. Doors flew open. At least six vampires spilled out, eyes glowing red. “Give us the hybrid!” one shouted. Sorin spun around, cracking his neck. “Come take her, assholes.” Edwin set me down behind a crumbling stone wall. “Stay here. Promise me.” “Clark, your shoulder—”

The rain hammered against the car window, blurring the entire world into a grey fog. Just as the cars rounded the mountain pass, I looked through the rain and saw the spot where Alaric and I had sworn our vows to the God of Night. Alaric stepped out from an old fortress, holding a wide black umbrella, his other arm wrapped protectively around Elise at his side. A pureblood vampire fetus grows incredibly fast. At only nine weeks, her belly already showed a slight curve. She wore a white gown, much like the one I had worn on my wedding day.

After a few seconds of silence, Keelin suddenly said "Me too" "You too? …What do you mean?" Lars vaguely didn't understand what Keelin wanted to say She looked up at him “Today, Eira and I also encountered a runaway vampire.” Without waiting for Lars to ask, Keelin told the details

They drove to the city so fast that it only took them at least 15 minutes to arrive at the marvelous Tim & Dore Hotel III. As they entered the hotel, Queen Asalea really admired the elegant design of its interiors. From the main door until they reached the office of King Timodore, all the staff greeted them courteously. “Dreckos, I could smell all the staff, they are all vampires and the guests, I smelled some human mortals here.” Queen Asalea murmured to Dreckos before he knocked on the door of King Timodore’s office. “Yes, but the Company has a policy; no human mortals inside this hotel should be harmed by any vampire staff or guests,” Dreckos replied.

She curses under her breath as she moves forward; unknown to her, instead of getting out of the woods, she is getting deeper into the woods. "I'm doomed," Jenny sighs, stopping in front of a big tree. she closes her eyes resting back on the trunk of the tree. "look what we have here." a voice says, and Jenny turns towards the place where the sound came only to see a few unfamiliar men looking at her with sly smiles on their faces. "wait, I think I saw her next to the ford clan's young master! she is the one who came from the vampire association!" another voice says.

Barnett. June 3rd, 1776 Transcriber: Jonas Degolos Since a conviction never occurred, Maxwell now has full ownership of his current bloodline, the Travors. I have counted seven individuals for him to choose from currently. None of which he holds any interest in at the time being. His behavior resembles the aggressive manner of the vampire that made him. He uses and tosses the limp individuals aside without a bit of compassion. I will remain watching him and his acquaintances.

Lizzy told me while we were standing in front of the door. "That will be my job." I was about to answer Lizzy when Charlotte opened the door. "You will organize the wedding?" Lizzy arched a brow. "What's the problem, Lizzy? Don't you trust my organization skills?" Charlotte asked. I glanced at Lizzy who was just glaring at Charlotte. I can tell she despise her presence. "No, because I don't trust you. You're a psychopath," Lizzy blurted without even thinking that Charlotte's a vampire who could bite her anytime now.