Mavis Husband Hotel Transylvania Novels & Stories

It is no surprise that Mavis is ticked off when they eventually leave the party. The kiss was nice, fluttering even and even much sexier when he calls her his woman. That is conflicting but still easy to admit, but the fact that he did not ask her permission before kissing her publicly is demeaning and now she is pissed off and vexed at his audacious behaviour.

Her throat felt dry. “He’s… my husband?” The maid gave another nod though the maid was quite curious how she wouldn’t know her husband but, she kept shut. Everything about this family is always mysteries. Things are better left unknown. Isabella just sat there, staring at nothing. That man… That was the person she had been forced to marry. Her fingers tightened slightly against the floor. As soon as Tavian reached his father’s door, He pushed it open without knocking. The door hit the wall with a sharp sound. Davis reacted instantly.

I thought he would give up at that point, but I didn't expect him to grow angry and humiliated. "Ginny, all I did was take Vivian to see the Werewolf Council Office. Plus, I already agreed to be your mate, so how long are you going to keep making a fuss?" I wasn't intimidated by his stormy expression and stayed calm, replying, "You misunderstood. I'm just tired." His expression finally shifted. It was the first time he truly sensed my distance from him. Tyler bit his lip and reached out to grab my hand, but suddenly, his phone rang shrilly, cutting off his motion.

He brings out a piece of paper "Read it" he gives it to me I decided to read it out loud "dear DJ and my dearest sister Desire, I hope you all are fine and safe, how is father doing? hope he isn't taking the anger out on you guys, I wrote this letter to tell you we are all doing fine, I know you might not feel the years pass at Transylvania, but your little boy just clocked 10, and he accidentally heard Alta and I during a conversation, am afraid he knows he isn't our biological son, if it's possible would you like to come see us at our place, I've left you the address at the end of the letter, I would have loved to send a picture of him but, vampires don't show up on photos, I hope to hear

Ainsley asked, his tone flat but laced with a cold sharpness. Mavis’s eyes flashed with anger as she retold her story, her voice dripping with disdain. "I saw them kissing passionately on the stairs!" "They did?" Ainsley asked, his gaze narrowing sharply. "Yes! I saw it. Alpha Astra and Eloise were kissing passionately!" Ainsley’s breathing became erratic, his eyes flickering with something dark, an emotion Mavis couldn’t decipher. Coldness swept over his features, turning his handsome face into a mask of frost. Elijah, who had been standing nearby, noticed the shift in Ainsley’s demeanor before anyone else.

"I can imagine. Well, before you get to meet the entire family, you'll get acquainted with Mavis first. He's already on his way to pick you up." "Mavis? Who's Mavis?" Isabel asked, her eyes rolling from side to side as she wondered. She was astonished that someone named Mavis would CARE to pick her up. "Mavis is my husband's first son. Your stepbrother who has been anticipating your return." Isabel had known a certain Mavis at high school. He was a tall and handsome young man with a strong jaw and piercing blue eyes. He always seemed to carry himself with confidence, and he had a way of making people feel comfortable in his presence. He had a kind heart and a quick wit, but he was also a hea

Delores asked. “My mother just took him to the D.C. facility,” I said. “Oh, thank God I don’t have to deal with him anymore. Finally, he got what he deserved.” Delores said. My mother came back. “So how did it go?” Alexi asked. “It went it went well the happily took the oldest vampire that has ever lived.” “Great I never want to see that guy ever again,” I said. “Alright, we have to go to Transylvania,” Alexi said. “We are moving there. We will move some of the stuff from the mansion to here, but we are keeping the house. It will our vacation home. Mom, can you get the priest? We are getting married.”

“I actually feel bad for her.” Aurelian’s expression remained unreadable. “I do too.” Darius glanced sideways at him. “For Tina?” Aurelian shook his head slowly. “No. Not exactly.” Darius frowned immediately. “What do you mean?” Aurelian looked around carefully before stepping toward a darker, quieter corner of the restaurant. Darius followed almost immediately. “The last time we visited Mavis,” Aurelian began quietly, “she wasn’t acting like someone who wanted to die.” His eyes narrowed thoughtfully. “She looked furious instead. I observed her to that extent.”

“She’ll take good care of you.” Without much of a warning. The three found themselves in front of Mavis Jones’ front yard. Who had also been sitting in a rocking chair on the porch. She glanced at the three with worry. Mavis glanced towards the house and saw that neither of her parents saw them emerging from nothing. She pushed herself out of her chair and ran towards the three. “What are you doing here,” she hissed at them. Mavis saw the blush on Ava’s cheeks, while Azrael was being held by a good-looking man. She licked her lips when she had gotten a better look at him. “Who is this walking sex machine?”

“Oh Garvin, I searched for you when I heard you had gone missing. I was devastated. Before you disappeared, I even contemplated kidnapping you because of how much I loved your father.” “However, someone else took you and later, your father tragically passed away along with his wife. My life has been utterly miserable ever since." Garvin gazed at the pitiful yet elegantly dressed blonde woman and took a seat in front of her, taking her words seriously. He asked, "If you loved my father so much, then why did you marry Moses?" Mavis smiled bitterly, unsure if Garvin would believe her, but she felt compelled to recount the events of the past.