Frauleinstein

Frauleinstein

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During World War 2, the Nazi forces established a secret base deep within the mountains of Transylvania in order to perform terrifying experiments with forbidden technologies. The Allies needed to send one man to stop them, but who would it be? James Bond? Indiana Jones? Captain America? How about... Flight Lieutenant Roderick Williams of the RAF! Whether he's falling from a plane, fighting a seven-foot Teutonic terror, or charming a beautiful SS officer, Roddy is the only man you'll want for the job! Seventy years later... German industrialist and former Nazi beauty queen Valeria Engel is recently deceased, but is expected to make a full recovery. And with the aid of WWII super soldier technology, she plans to redefine the term super model! Unfortunately she hasn't counted on interference from the original Frankenstein monster, two incompetent henchmen, a 95-year old duty-bound RAF pilot, a bewildered mad scientist-turned reluctant teen guidance counselor and after-life coach, and Steve Frank, an American student on vacation who, in typical Transylvanian fashion, ends up sharing more than a drawer in the morgue with the bereft Bavarian beauty. Frauleinstein is Part III of the Transylvanian Transformation Trilogy by Lori Ellis. It occurs at the same time and place as Prettiest Vampire and Bride of the Wolf, Parts I and II of the series, but is a separate story with different characters. Either can be read first, as long as you understand that you will eventually want to read all three! ^..^ ^..^ ^..^ ^..^ ^..^ ^..^ Frauleinstein © Lori Ellis No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without express permission from the author. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living, dead or undead is coincidental.
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BOOK ONE: Having enough courage to run through the woods and away from the people who convinced me they were saving me was not how I believed I'd spend my day. Yet, there I went escaping from the only place I knew existed in the world. Being held captive was too much for me, especially when these people wouldn't tell me who they were or even who I was. The first moment in my life I recall very clearly. I awoke in a dark room, with recollection of everything that happened in the world except for one thing. I had no memory of myself existing, I didn't know where I was or why these men kept me from leaving. Days after I first woke I asked plenty of questions, and yet none of them were answered. The only thing I learned was that I was not allowed outside because the woods heald the most powerful magic on the planet, the most dangerous magic. It was more than just bad men and curiosity about the forest that got me to leave, it was a pull towards something; towards magic. Once I was in the forest turning back was never an option, so I put it in my head that I'd keep walking until I found a civilization or a nice paved road that would lead to safety. But that never happened because the forest has a force living through it. Believing that the forest held something strange was the easy part but experiencing it myself was something totally different. I didn't expect anything normal but I didn't expect to be completly engulfed into the forest. I was led by an unknown presence that made me truly believe it was a living being, and in fact it is. I was innocent then, but now I know that anything can be hidden under a small platform in the woods with a secret bigger than the world itself. I was given life that day, until it all ended months later; the day I took my last breath.

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