Winnie The Werewolf Hotel Transylvania Novels & Stories

He had a werewolf. Great.

"I'm out. I'm not interested in your foolish army of blockheads and I'm also not interested in you anymore, Hanna Packwood." She stared at me in shock. "Aren't those blue eyes getting brighter, Hillary? Your kills are increasing and so is your strength. Soon enough, you'd have killed a lot of people like your murderous father, Anthony Hunter. A strong werewolf like yourself would have been very valuable in this uprising of mine...but I can't force you and it seems like you've made your decision already. By the way, a hunter in my group would only generate chaos and trouble, as they always do."

Romeo said, panic was obvious in his voice. "I think we should do something about the Princess' scent first, Your Highness. Her scent is too strong, it's driving us mad." Zolan said apologetically while retreating a couple of steps. David had already pulled the others out of the library. Just as Zolan said those, Romeo's eyes lit up into a flaming blue as he sensed more Werewolves approaching the library. "Damn. This is bad. Please go back inside the secret door! Her scent will attract the Werewolves here! They'll lose their mind if... now, please! I will do something about this, just wait inside!"

She knocks on a door and a very pretty woman answers. I take one look at her, and I know she's a wolf. Confused, I asked her if I may speak to her for a few. She nods and then bares her neck. She must feel my Luna power. The hotel manager leaves us alone, and I say, " Hi, can i come in?" she nods and opens the door. An awkward silence follows, so i smile and say, "I'm Anna Luna of the Diamond Moon Pack. I was coming to check about these hotels because we had plans to use them. The lady explained that you guys don't seem to want to leave?" The woman looking at me still hasn't said a word, and I'm more than a little confused. The door to the hotel room opens, and a man walks in already speakin

I was beginning to sweat. “We need a doctor,” Nellie said for the fourth time, looking at the blood trickling down my side and soaking my skirt. I shook my head. “You don’t think they have contacts out? They are probably figuring they got one of us at least. I am positive all the hospitals will be monitored.” I was impatient, wanting to get to my computer. “I’m talking about a werewolf clinic where they treat shifters,” Nellie persisted. I looked at her.

Rula swallowed her saliva, trying to fight her fear. "Rondolf, what's going on?" She got up from where she was. "Are you okay?" Silence. It was quiet after the commotion. Rula slowly stepped into her room again. But suddenly, a big, hairy hand pulled her out. "Rondolf!" Rula shouted as a giant creature carried her off the balcony. "Help me!" Rula screamed as loud as she could. Unfortunately, she had been taken far away from the hotel balcony where she was. The werewolf picked up Rula's body and carried her from one tree to another or rooftop to another.

“Just come in!” She hesitated, but entered the office with her head held down. “You request to see me, Alpha?” “No time for this. Look at me and tell me why the fuck are the human girl's human parents banging on my front doors?” He spun his computer around, showing Miranda's parents making a scene out the front. Her father had a nice sized stone in his hand, which he was using to beat against the door. Her mother had one shoe in her hand that she was also using to slap a burly werewolf guard who was trying to come near her.

Emily and Adam traveled through untamed wilderness, seeking out individuals who held the key to dismantling the barriers of prejudice and fear. Their first stop brought them to a secluded cabin nestled deep within the woods. Here, they found an elderly woman named Agatha, a wise and revered member of the werewolf community. She possessed ancient knowledge and a deep understanding of the human heart. Agatha welcomed Emily and Adam with open arms, recognizing their shared purpose. Under the guidance of Agatha, Emily, and Adam learned about the forgotten history, the untold stories of werewolves and humans coexisting harmoniously in times long past. They discovered that fear and mistrust had gr

Our parents and grandparents decided to treat us and congratulate us on finding our wolves and even though we were still young, I still have a vivid recollection of the hotel we checked into and the places we visited while here. When booking the hotel two weeks ago, my brothers and I wanted to book different rooms thinking the hotel couldn't be having several bedrooms and a shared living room but we were all wrong. They gave us several options despite not understanding the werewolf culture and we were lucky to land an apartment in here with two bedrooms and one living room. They might not understanding our arrangement and being mated to one girl but either way, they won't stop us from having

We had seventy-two hours to find a ghost wearing my sister’s face, stop a ritual that would make her a permanent deity, and somehow rescue a king trapped in a mountain of cursed glass—all while I was magically maimed and our pack was in ruins. The weight of it should have crushed me. But the hollow silence where Kaelen lived was a forge. My fear turned to fuel, my grief to steel. “We need an army we don’t have,” Marcus rasped from his cot, following the conversation with fever-bright eyes. “Then we find one,” I said, a plan forming in the cold clarity of desperation. I looked at the grimoire, then at Lillian. “Morvana is the ultimate evil to every werewolf. Vorian is a traitor who wants to r