The Invisible Man From Hotel Transylvania Novels & Stories

My head throbs and the threat of a headache lingers in the shadows of my mind. Tap, tap, tap. I blink in the darkness. I didn’t even realise I had fallen asleep. Where the hell is that noise coming from? My stomach twist as I realise tis someone tapping at my bedroom window. How can that be. I’m on the top floor, three stories up. I stumble out of bed and cross the room quickly. The curtains are drawn tight so I can’t see if anyone is out there but I would be able to sense their presence and there is nothing there. I stop in the middle of the floor and listen. No tapping and not even the sound of anyone breathing except me and Nerissa. I’m so tired that I am hearing things now. I laugh to my

And if there would be one that would know, there is only one person I can blame— Marge. “Well, this will surely be another one hella year of boredom,” I mumbled as I walked through the hallways with a sea of noisy human students. Some of them are staring at me, and others are letting out murmurs with their group of friends. I'm used to people staring at me, but the people in Transylvania are afraid of me, so they are just going to stare at me. They don't dare to talk to me or get near me. And these students here are staring at me like I am a piece of chocolate on their plates. It is such a nice day today to be the center of their attentions.

Damon did tell me that the supernatural world rather be kept hidden from human knowledge. I was so lost in my head trying to think if an actual shapeshifter was approaching me that I didn't even realize the man has walked all the way towards me and was now standing right in front of me. I slowly raised my eyes up to meet his hidden behind those shades. I stressfully gulped and waited to hear what this man wanted from me. His hand made a movement to take off the glasses revealing piercing green eyes behind them. I let out a deep breath of relief.

I grabbed him and he disappeared. The kid disappeared. Shit just got a whole lot weirder. What the hell was he. "What have you come to do here? What is your mission here?" his voice echoed around me but I could no longer see him. He became invisible. How does a kid become invisible? How did he know that I wasn't from this world. That thing is no kid and I needed to get out of here. Fast. I took to my heels, running as fast as my legs would carry me and not looking back but I wasn't getting anywhere. First, I was walking around in circles and now I was running but I wasn't getting anywhere. This was all him, this was all the weird evil man baby.

the leader said, opening the door with a bow. " What is the meaning of this?Why are we here?." She asked confused, " young miss, the madam!" One of the guards came running with a phone stretched out to her, she ignored and walked into the hotel her heart burning with irritation. Modern chandeliers graced the ceiling and priceless paintings were at every turn, gracing the hotel were people with different colors of eyes, mostly vampires and the occasional sprinkle of humans. " Stupid blind date." Lola cursed under her breath, wondering if she should ruin her first blind date so that next time no one will dare agree to having one with her again.

All these he did without anyone noticing, except for the intense scent of magic in the air. The vampire-messenger hissed. "Who is doing that?! Where is it coming from?!" The vampire looked around as he spoke this, checking every person in the room—every person who acted like they didn't know what he was talking about, even though they too could scent the magic and knew where it was coming from. They just didn't know what he was doing. They didn't look at him either. Vee, in a vapor form, invisible to them all, both by senses, moved past them, moved past the vampire, and entered the hallway. Ron was right in front of the door. There was no way he would carry out Ron, without being seen by eve

The assembly consisted of Sulu, the leader of the dark sorcerers; Camellana, the priestess of the village, Nirvana, the young witch of Winterberg, wife of knight Ambrose, and lastly Lord Cornelius, the legendary vampire from three hundred years ago, the leader of the secret orders of monster knights. Cornelius was a peculiar vampire. Because of extensive time burrowing boulders beneath the earth, hiding for centuries, his original skin had grown calloused and sickly, with thick creases over his face and neck. Nevertheless, with the help of Camellana's enchantment, he looked fairly human in the daylight. Inside the chapel, Cornelius' eyesight was poor in the day, but a dark gloomy-like interi

"I don't think that so-called system exists either. It sounds more like an excuse. If it were real, it would be way too weak. How could it work without even filtering who the person is? It just doesn't make sense." Then, he added, "Don't overthink it. This world runs on smoke and mirrors. Maybe she just planted some kind of surveillance device in your apartment." I thought what he said made sense. Maybe there was no complicated high-tech involved; perhaps it was just a simple hidden camera. I immediately dragged Isaac back to my place. Together, we bought a scanner designed to detect hidden cameras, and we searched every corner of my home from top to bottom. We even checked inside the toilet

There’s only one outcome for every creature in this place that’s not allied with Candlewood, but I have no intention of losing my big brother to the Horned God’s fucking technicalities. Silas and I are in tight, covering each other when somehow Ian does that fae thing, fading into a transparent gauzy ghost and bolts across the cavern through the battle in a transient streaming black blur with glowing red eyes, and takes out four vamps in full tactical armor and wielding crossbows, shifts and materializes pinning a fifth vampire to the stone wall by the throat.

KACELA We entered the house quietly. I could hear the television a floor above me, but my senses were tingling. Something wasn’t right. Immediately after stepping into the kitchen, a huge blow hit me on the side of the head, and I went down. I rolled over to see a huge Lycan looming over me, holding a rock covered in blood from my head. I rolled to the side just as Wyatt crashed into her from behind, him now in his Lycan form, clothing ripped and hanging off from him.