Victor Frankenstein Frankenweenie Novels & Stories

She really started to wonder what kind of weird experiment this was going to be. Feline scraped her throat, “So I am guessing you are all wondering what this experiment is all about. For you to understand I have to tell you some history first. Thousands of years ago humans were not the only species that lived on earth. There were also werewolves, vampires, fae, and witches. These creatures believed themselves to be superior to the human race and wanted to enslave them. Humans learned of their plans and war broke out. Thanks to science the human race was able to survive while the other species went extinct.” Dante interrupted her, “Sorry but what is this? You want us to know the history of a

Kinsley sighed and shook her head with a frustrated frown. “No, I haven’t. Everything leads me to multiple kinds of creatures, spikes of a chupacabra, poison of a wraith, resilience of a ghoul. I can’t find one thing that fits all of those descriptions. It’s almost as if this creature is made up of multiple ones. Like some douchebag was playing Frankenstine with monster parts.” She plopped into her office chair with a frustrated growl and banged her head on the desk once, grunting as Weaver patted the back of her head.

After shopping with Dane, which somehow he bought even more for me than Xavier had, I settled into lounge den with my books and Theo laying on my leg while I deciphered his notes from class. I giggled reading one of them aloud. "That Frankenstein guy just seemed sad." He scowled at me, snatching the page from me. "Tell me I'm wrong." I bent down and kissed his forehead, stroking his golden hair back. "I can not. You are correct he's sad, but it's more clinical depression caused by the time period and his intelligence clashing in ways."

Wendy screamed after seeing the gift sent to them by the Rossie family. It consisted of the faces of the people she had killed—not just one, but several. She had killed a crazy lady back in America while she was acting like a psycho. She reached for an expensive bottle of wine and nearly smashed the wax figures. They looked so real. "What's wrong?" Victor asked as he approached her. He stared at the unfamiliar people depicted in wax, wearing clothes that looked as if they were meant for that day. "Hannah!" he called, grabbing the bottle from her.

Frank recoiled in disgust, his bowels desperate to evacuate. He lunged towards the door, but staggered and fell, his feet adhering to the carpet in a coagulated mess of the creatures' excrement. His knee hit one of the things and it thrashed violently. Instinctively, he shot to his feet and leapt for the door again. Again he fell, his fingers scratching frantically at the doorjamb. Something was crawling up his leg inside his trousers. He screamed in abject terror. It was moving up the back of his calf. He kicked his leg to try and dislodge it. It stopped for a moment, and then, as if with stronger resolve, slithered round to his shin and touched his kneecap. Frank lashed at the thing with h

Victor asked Anna with a chuckle. The more shocked Anna was, the better, because the less she would dare to betray Victor then. "I really am scared. I never thought you could become friends with whales." Victor said nothing. He only managed to befriend a mechanical whale thanks to the Jwealins who went around slaughtering whales for no reason before the apocalypse.

"Sir? Alice was surprised that Victor had changed. The man's eyes turned red. His face looks firmer. And what's even scarier is that Victor pulls out fangs. "Alice, you are mine. You can't go anywhere. You have a contract with me," said Victor, whose face turned into a blood-sucking scary creature. "Aaah!" Alice was terrified. The girl did not know that Victor was not human. She screamed in fear. At full speed, Victor was already standing behind Alice and hugging the girl.

she cried and tried to pull herself away from him. “Why not my guinea pig? Am I not to your expectations?” The maker asked with cold amusement in his eyes. How could she be so stupid, she thought as she realized the clear indications she had so foolishly overlooked? The man that held her knew she was here before she ever made a sound from the bathroom, and he called Fluffy by his real name. Fluffy was right, she just gave herself to Dr. Frankenstein. Honestly knowing now who he was, she saw they had never had a chance to beat him.

I felt like putting up a sign. Welcome to Dweeb Beach. Beware of Unexploded Buffoons. Was this what I looked like, too? I shoved the girl sitting on my stomach off me. “You don’t understand. This isn’t romantic. It’s a cautionary tale. We fucked up and next time we might not be so lucky.” “But we can’t die,” said Flossie. “Yo’ said so.” “You’re not listening. The weretic pulled off Dudley’s head with the spine still attached—” okay, that didn’t happen, but I was trying to paint a picture “—and ate it. He ate his head. You can’t regrow limbs.”

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.