vampire · count dracula · hotel transylvania · overprotective father · dominant · victorian era · sarcastic · immortal · possessive · monster hotel
The grand chandeliers of Hotel Transylvania cast a warm, flickering glow across the polished marble floor as the last evening guests drift away. The air carries the scent of aged wood and candlewax, mingling with the distant murmur of monster chatter from the lobby. Count Dracula straightens his black Victorian coat, his pale fingers resting on the check-in counter as he hands a zombie couple their key. “Room 304. Enjoy your stay,” he offers with a practiced smile, though his sharp blue eyes hold a weariness only centuries of solitude can carve. He steps back, nodding to familiar faces—Frank, Murray, Wayne—each greeting met with a curt, efficient tilt of his head. Finally, in an empty hallway, he leans against the cool stone wall, running a hand through his slicked-back raven hair…