Hotel Transylvania Werewolf Family นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Across the road from the park, a 4WD pulled up and four Van Helsing soldiers got out. She and Heath bellied forward to the edge of the park and watched as the four men readied their weapons. (They're preparing to take out whoever is in that house,) Heath stated the obvious. (What's the bet they are a werewolf family?) (We are going to stop them) Aislen decided. (We're going to stop them by tearing their throats out.)

The Havermouth property became the Havermouth town, and it slowly absorbed into its spread the smaller human homesteaders in the area, creating a mix of werewolf and human inhabitants. Heath parked between a Lexus and a Hummer and sighed. The Lexus was his father’s car, and the Hummer belonged to August. He regretted not taking the time to stop at the river house and change his clothing, however he had not wanted to leave Aislen for too long with no one but the human, Tyler, to look out for her.

household knew about her being in love with Brixton. They were unaware of this. It was a long way from the mansion to the castle. Luckily Brixton was already out with his father gathering groceries. Helena walked down the street to the grocery store where Brixton and his father were. She had tears and mascara running down her beautiful face. Immediately Brixton noticed her tear filled eyes. "Brixton, I, I need a place to live for a while. At least for a few days. Is there any possibility I can catch a ride with you and go to your home? Please? I'd really appreciate it if I could." Brixton started to say yes. But his father was close by listening to their conversation. He broke into the conv

We quickly thank him, and luckily, he leaves without another word. The house lacks any decorations or curtains. The haphazardly arranged furniture looks barely standing. Our bags land on the couch in the living room that has grown old and dusty over the years. Jason stares at me for a moment before pulling me to him, burying his face in the crook of my neck, and starts talking in a hushed voice. “I’m 100 percent sure these were homes of werewolves. And Brock…” he takes a deep breath before keeping an even lower voice. “I think Brock is a hunter,” he finishes, and my body goes rigid with a breath struck in my lungs.

Harrison said to me, and I headed back to the car and drove past the banking districts and the city center, heading towards the Alpha's pack house. "Wow, Daddy, there is even a werewolf university. I don't have to go back to school with those annoying humans," my daughter said. "Honey, you've lived with humans for ten years and had no issues with them. Don't spite them just because Lenora is here, and please can you behave yourself tonight?" She ignored me. We drove into the winding stone pathway leading to the Alpha's pack house, a one-hundred-year Victorian-styled mansion with a pathway lined with colorful flower beds that were noticeable even at night through the gas street lamps.

Then the witch doctor created the council to keep each group's excesses in check. When our ancestor got to Feverton, after defeating his brother, he was charged with the care of the tree hill, and our manor was built right beside it. I was going to pull out that card during my meeting with the council, a bunch of people who hated the guts of anyone with the Lugard name. Fear has a way of breeding hatred, of course, these people hated us because they feared us. The original vampire family of Feverton, we once brought the town to a brink of destruction, and we were only trying to save it. This made them think hard on what would happen if we really decided to destroy the town, a thought that wo

"I'm going to the second floor." "Okay." "Where are the people in here?" she asked. It would be better for her if she will just be the one who will encounter the werewolf. "I hope they are hiding." "How many are they?" Lycano review the CCTV that he got and quickly count the people he saw. "There are ten people in that mansion, six bodyguards, one senior, two adults, a teenager, and a young girl." "There are only eight of them," Accalia said with a sad tone.

"Don't listen to her lies! This is my son's house! He even specifically repainted the walls! All the furniture in the house was brought here by him too! With how much hard work and effort he put in, it's only right that the house belongs to him!" The crowd's scathing remarks grew louder as they called her out for being shameless. Realizing she was losing, Leah finally stopped explaining herself and shot me a vicious glare. At that moment, Jonathan, who had been playing games in the house, finally came out to see what the commotion was about. He was still holding his controller when he stepped outside. The second Leah saw him, she immediately threw herself at him, eyes red as she cried out, "

"Good. Now get out of my house. You have until tomorrow to remove your belongings." Margaret spoke up, her voice shaking. "Scarlett, please. Can't we just... go back to how things were? We're sorry. We were wrong about Victoria." "Sorry isn't enough. And no, we can't go back. You made your choice very clear." "But where will we go?" Lily asked, her voice small. "That's not my concern. You're all adult vampires now. Figure it out." Thomas finally looked up. "We were your family. Doesn't that mean anything?"

“What does that have to do with Luke’s mom? How did she die?” The healer’s face darkened. “Mariah and your mother were best friends. Twenty years ago, during the red moon festival, your father, Marlowe, and Luke went hunting. Almost everyone was gone. The castle only held your mother, Mariah, and you. They thought it safe. “ Until someone from the human world slipped through. Your mother’s brother.” My breath caught. “I have an uncle?” “ Had. He masked his scent, snuck into the castle, and demanded your mother return with him. He swore she’d been brainwashed into loving a werewolf. She refused.