Winnie The Werewolf Hotel Transylvania นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This was the Elite VIP room, meaning someone paid a lot of money to have me, and even more to fuck me as my wolf. I knew there were three other Weres here. Ginny was a beautiful white wolf, she had been brought in a month ago and was still learning the rules. She was only eighteen and sadly had been taken from her mate and children while at the Alpha Summit. It was a bold move kidnapping her, but someone paid Zeke over a million to make her disappear. I tried to talk with her, to assure her that there are far worse places she could end up. But Ginny isn’t ready to listen. Master Zeke had named her Lily because of her pure white fur.

I accused, my voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Drake's anguished cry pierced the air. "No, Yvonne, I would never betray you like that. I swear it," he pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. I stared at him, disbelief mingling with the pain in my heart. "Then how? How do you know about werewolves and vampires?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, Drake approached me, his expression filled with sorrow. "I know who you are, Yvonne Brooks. The daughter of Arthur and Catherine Brooks, the heiress of the Moonlight Pack. I know that you're a werewolf," he confessed softly.

At least I wouldn’t be shitting where I ate tonight. Jack met me back at the packhouse later that night as planned, and we headed over to the casino. I valet parked and checked us into the hotel as soon as we got there, booking rooms next to each other. Jack came into my room so we could both drop some molly before heading downstairs to the nightclub. I made sure to get enough for six people, knowing that werewolves had high tolerances to everything compared to humans. That seemed to be the right amount from my past experiences.

The screams of terror increased as many werewolves saw one another's hearts flying out towards the evils. "Run for your life," one decisive lady growled, immediately transforming into a beta wolf. Several others did the same, leaping over the unusually high fence of the hotel. The other unlucky ones were either sentenced to a life of paralysis or had their hearts ripped out by an invisible and irresistible force. When the five men were done causing terror and even causing many parts of the hotel to crumble, they vanished.

I’m settling myself against the hotel’s check-in desk to watch the drama unfold when I hear it—the snow-muffled sounds of scrapping wolves, teeth snapping and fiercely growling in violent fighting, and muted screams from somewhere in the distance. “Oh shit!” My shout as I dash for the lobby door draws Darby and my father’s attention and a silence falls upstairs as the cold rushes in from the veranda. Outside, Main street is flooding with hundreds of lumbering corpses in various stages of decay, interspersed with a significant vampire host engaged hotly and forcing back small clusters of both shifted wolves and unshifted weres.

"Bella, not now. Eat first, I beg you" "You promised to give me answers" "After you eat" "Fine! I'll leave because it is obvious you ain't ready to say anything" I said, first dropping the napkin on the table. "I'm Adonis and…." He hesitated for a little while. "And what, Adonis?" "You'll leave if I tell you what you want to know" "It depends on what you tell me" I pushed. "You don't understand, Bella" "You can't possibly be a werewolf or a vampire right? That shit only exists in movies. Not in real life"

Hector heaved a defeated sigh before he leaned his back on the chair made of rattan – with cushion, making it more comfortable to be seated on. “And what would it be? If you are confirming our real identity, then, you already see it – in the front row, right?” Hector sarcastically stated. “We are werewolves and everyone else here is.” Hector seriously added – like he was totally scaring her. Leila’s eyes widened as her mouth was slightly agape. Being shocked at his bold confirmation was an understatement. “Hector!” The woman called him. “Tsk!” Hunter just sneered at his side.

Devon's point of view "Can you tell me who you are?" I inquired of the girl. To whom I was following. Her face was blurry as she continued to trek through the forest's undergrowth. I tried to grab her wrist, but she swerved away from me once more. I gripped her waist as she came to a halt and spun her around. She transforms into a twenty-foot-long enormous Werewolf and attacks me with her mouth open. I became afraid of her and stubbed my toes. I fall off the cliff screaming for rescue before she can catch me. "Devon, Devon," said a voice, jolting me back to reality and jolting me out of my nightmare. I took a big breath and exhaled slowly, knowing it wasn't true. "You had the same dream agai

From up there, he could see the vehicles pulling up below, tourists filing out with suitcases and bags – children laughing as they glanced through the exquisite hotel property. His stomach roiled as he leaned back on the reclining chair he was lounging on. He was still hungry, despite having taken a plate of lasagna and orange juice. He couldn't explain it because he had never been a heavy eater. "Well, you're practically swimming in dollars!" Maddie laughed when he complained to her about it two days ago. The Manhattan Government were in talks with top Pack elders to rescind their decision on the werewolf ban. Sawyer still hadn't heard from Daniel, except one time on the cover page of the l

However, as I opened the door, I was met with the shocked image of my mother standing in the doorframe with a concerned expression. “Mama, what’s wrong?” I asked her, beginning to get nervous as well. “The Prince and Princess of werewolves are coming to visit SilverRock pack. They are of age and are in search of their mates, so they are traveling to as many packs as they can to increase their chances. That means everything needs to be the tip-top shape and all hands on deck for cooking and cleaning.” My mom explained, grabbing my hand in a panic. The Prince and Princess were coming here? No way!