Mavis Husband Hotel Transylvania の小説・ストーリー

“Vivi? What's up?" “Madam, His Majesty wants to see you,” Vivi said respectfully. The Ramos family has two-person, father and son, to avoid confusion, they cannot call both Stephen and Lars ‘Mr. Ramos’, so when in the mansion, people still used to call Stephen his majesty. Also, since both the owner and the mistress of the mansion are vampires now, Lars has changed most of the people working in the mansion. In addition to close people like Sera, Doris, … and those who understand things like Mint, Sam, etc., all the common people in the mansion are given two months' salary and laid off. Therefore, currently in the Ramos mansion, there are only vampires and those who know about the existence o

Connor’s tone cooling, “This is a private event, Mr. Carter, I’m afraid you and your…’partner’ will need to leave.” Mavis’ hand slowly lowered, her sweet smile replaced by something sharper as she turned her nose upward. “We were invited by an old friend of mine. Trillium James.” A muscle in Connor’s chin twitched. “Trillum invited you?” His shoulders tightened as a silent war raged behind his eyes. “Yes,” Mavis insisted. “We’re old college friends." The commotion was beginning to draw a bit of attention. Heads turned. Eyes narrowed. “Mav!” A high voice trilled from across the room, like discordant birdsong. “You made it! Is this your fiance?”

It was none other than Mavis, and at that moment, her eyes held a hint of anger. "Why did you take the king's advice?" she asked, clearly annoyed. I froze, unable to speak. "I'm sorry... What?" I asked with a smile. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Aren't you Kingsley's mate? I really can't believe it. How can you allow yourself to share your mate with another woman?" Mavis's anger was evident, confirming my suspicions. Unlike her father, she obviously didn't want the humiliation of being a breeder.

I was feeling sort of weird knowing that I was going to see Ryan again. Ever since I left the pack house I haven't been back to the unmated division. I've only been seeing Daryl, around, I think Ryan avoids me, even during training sessions. I can't blame him though, the last time we were in a room together, Damon's wolf nearly killed him. I'd avoid myself too. Tonight ought to be interesting.+ Mavis turned to look at the clock. "So, its two o'clock and we leave here by five. I'm just gonna go back to the pack house grab some stuff and come back so we'll change and get ready, kay?"1

I had confronted him before—asked him point-blank whether he regretted marrying me, whether he just wanted to be with Lilian. If that was the truth, I told him, I wouldn't beg. But Ryan had always deflected. He said that as a vampire, he could sense that Lilian's baby was unusually vulnerable, which was why he gave her more attention. He insisted he felt nothing for her beyond sympathy. And so, holding onto that small, pitiful scrap of hope, I swallowed my doubts until yesterday. I never expected to see the two of them being so affectionate in the hospital, openly passing themselves off as husband and wife in front of a doctor.

Mavis hissed, her tone betraying her annoyance. I hesitated, knowing how she felt about Dante. "Well, you see," I began, but before I could finish, Mavis cut me off with a loud groan of frustration. "Really, Faith?!" she exclaimed; her annoyance visible. She hailed a cab for both of us, her disappointment evident in her body language. As the cab drove off and I told him where we were going, Mavis wasted no time in expressing her displeasure with my decision. "I'm completely flabbergasted that you even considered saying yes to his proposal after what he did to you," she spoke.

I entered the opulent hotel lobby with my heart racing. The marble floor appeared serene, bathed in the warm glow of the magnificent chandeliers. But a storm raged within me. I needed to uncover the truth about my husband's suspected affair. Approaching the front desk, a receptionist greeted me with a warm smile. "Good evening, Ma'am? How can I assist you?" I squeezed my cooling hand, trying to calm my nerves. "I'm looking for a guest. It's my husband, Lucas Rodriguez."

I rolled my eyes. "Then are you cute?" I couldn’t help but tease him. I didn’t think he would directly walk up to me and wrap his arms around my waist possessively. My back hit the hard chest and I unconsciously stiffened. But soon I relaxed in his arms. "Good then. See you later." Aaron stated monotone and threw the new couple out of the room with a wave of his hand. I was stunned momentarily. I didn’t know vampires could do that. Luckily I didn’t miss the tainted cheeks of Replica.

I then realized she had gone unconscious. A few minutes later I had turned back to human self, cleaning myself up I picked up my phone calling the maid, she had to be cleaned up. Glancing at her once again as she laid helplessly on the floor, my cum dripping out of wrecked pussy. I felt satisfied also a little disturbed that she had just found out that I wasn’t human, she would be distraught. We would have that conversation when she woke, she was my mate now. I turned back to my phone, the maid had picked “clean up at miss Iris room, and also get her ready for the jet at 10pm we would be leaving” I said into the receiver and ended the call.

I repeated she pouted her lips again, “I can’t be calling you by your surname when you’re not the only one bearing Clark, Ed baby would do right?” I could hear Sorin’s laughter in my mind, *A 800 years old Guardian Vampire turned to a baby by a 22 years old werewolf, what a life!!!* *Sorin go away right now!!!* I wanted to tell Azalea not to call me that but she pulled my arms again, “You’ll let Sorin come to our college right? You can talk to the principal right?” I sighed, trying to keep my anger in control. I can’t continue this conversation with this blabber mouth still here. Instantly, I teleported into our room and sealed the door with my freezing glare, even if Sorin wanted to come in