Romans & histoires Hotel Transylvania Werewolf Family

“Ivy, we can’t be mates. I have someone more important now. Teresa needs my protection. Go tell the whole pack you’ve found another werewolf and don’t want to marry me. The mansion your parents prepared for us, and the luxury Maserati… We can split it fifty-fifty. The money deposited into our joint account… Unlike your family, my parents worked hard to save that money. Transfer half of it back to me, and we’ll be done.” My parents paid for the whole ceremony. They’ve also deposited $1 billion into our joint account. Harry said his parents were having trouble with their business. They only put $10,000 into the account. He wanted half of everything? Before he could finish, my hands shifted int

They weren't running from anything—they were just pure, free kids, and their six direwolves followed them everywhere, anytime. She gripped the edges of her gown, her fingers trembling, knowing what this meant. Axel would have heard the news too, but she refused to let the terror show on her face. She couldn’t give Cahir the satisfaction. "You can't just assume my kids are Lycans. They haven't shifted into Lycans once. They haven't wielded any magical abilities. They're just like me, so leave us alone. We are not useful to you," Ava said through bared teeth.

She couldn't quite grasp what had happened, but one thing pierced her with absolute clarity—that body was no longer me. The sickening smell of decay grew heavier, cutting through the room's perfume. At last, Lily decided she wouldn't wait any longer. It was time to let the "Luna" go. So, when Ryan got back from the Northlands, the first thing he saw upon arriving at the Alpha's estate was Lily and several werewolf attendants closing the coffin. The heavy wooden lid was already halfway shut, its silver-inlaid edges engraved with the Luna's crest. Ryan lunged forward, eyes bloodshot, only to stumble over his own feet and crash heavily against the coffin.

The house where the Full Moon Party was being held looked very large and spacious, almost resembling a beautiful white castle at first glance. Hundreds of cars were parked in a large yard, some people were seen chatting in the parking lot. All who came were dressed semi-formally, most of them were young people. I suddenly felt nervous because it turned out that there were so many who came tonight. Judging from the aura, almost all of them that came were werewolves. And the worst thing is that I hardly know anyone in this place. I came out when Alex got out of the car. He turned to me and held out his hand, I looked up at his handsome face that was still dark. Even though he's angry, at least

Their Dad nodded confidently, though a smile twitched at the corners of his lips. This is what family is supposed to be like, I thought to myself. Alec and Kade continued bickering at their Mom, who in turn bickered back. The lighthearted teasing was amusing, and soon their Dad jumped in. Their Mom did an incredible job at handling three fully grown werewolves, especially three males. It was obvious how close knit this family was, and it was strange how easy it felt to be around them all. 'This will be our family too.' Thalia nodded, 'Someday, they'll be our children's grandparents.'

I muttered. Vanessa looked up again from across the room and smiled at me in that way that made me wonder how the hell I got so lucky. “It will go right, colton. You’re treating my family like they’re some ancient breed of werewolves coming to kill everyone.” “Yeah. Okay. Sure.” A low rumble outside had all of us pausing. The car. They were here.

The air in the room changed with each new headline. “This just in—tragedy strikes the influential Holland family, as youngest son, werewolf James Holland, was found dead in his Houston penthouse. Authorities, both werewolf and human, are ruling it a suicide.” A photo flicked onto the screen, and I froze, my glass of wine halfway to my mouth. Turning slowly, my eyes narrowing into slits, I faced Ghost. “Hey, Ghost. Weren’t you just in Houston?” Meeting my stare with one of his own, he continued loudly slurping his noodles.

The lights were off, and there was no sign of activity. “Get out of here and get reinforcements.” The driver, without another word, drove off. He sniffed hard and could smell werewolves around. He brought out his claws, ready for action, just in case it was needed. He gently walked closer to the building, sniffing hard, catching the smell of Luke, Bianca, Moira, and some werewolves, but he couldn’t smell Theodore or Aurora. He sweated a bit. Was his family in trouble? Whoever was behind this was going to pay with his or her life.

The moon's glow seemed to weave a protective cocoon around the family, amplifying the sacredness of the moment. "Our love has overcome prophecies and prejudices," Adrian mused, his eyes fixed on their child. "Now, it's our responsibility to nurture this extraordinary life and guide it through the challenges that may come." Seraphina, still embracing the child, nodded with a profound understanding. "Our family is a testament to the strength of love, Adrian. We'll navigate this uncharted path with courage and resilience." They shared a quiet moment, a trio connected by the invisible threads of familial bonds. The child, nestled between them, represented a convergence of werewolf and vampire, a

Guards in black uniforms were scattered all around the compound. ​"This is your grandmother's house?" Natalie whispered with her eyes wide open. "Does she live here alone?" ​" Yes, she likes her space," was all Ethan said. ​As the car came to a halt in front of the entrance, Natalie felt a fresh wave of nerves. This is real, she is really here, in the home of a werewolf family. The absurdity of it threatened to make her laugh or cry, she wasn't sure which or maybe both.