Adventure Time Me-mow Novels & Stories

Amanda said aloud as she watched them go into the house. “Thanks Amanda that will be much help.” Mrs. Albert replied distantly. “Have a good run.” Mr. Albert said too before closing the door behind them. Amanda stood there for a while, she had almost forgotten about her run. She stared down at her old watch —the exact one her mom left for her— “It is 5:20 already? Shit.” She stretched out her arms, adjusted her cap and took to her heel.

Suddenly a flash of me bathing her was all I could see in my mind. “Mom’s wolf won’t let go, won’t let her shift. She won’t eat. Katrina even conjured up some small game for her. We have to just keep reminding her she has so much to live for,” Meadow said, sniffling. A cry rang out from inside and we both moved without hesitation. I trailed Meadow into the bedroom where a half wolf half female Daisy was tossing around, breaking what little furniture was in the room.

********* It was a beautiful morning, a beautiful morning indeed, especially for Amanda. Resting her back on her locker, smiling down on the piece of paper she was holding. Unknowingly to her, she had maintained that position for thirty minutes. She took a break from her reading and glanced at her used to be mum's brown leather watch, which she inherited. Returning her gaze again to the love letter which she held, she immediately realized as she quickly looked at her watch again. "Oh shit, Mr. Quinn will be so pissed," she said.

His gripped firmed around the towel ready to pull it off. She looked away, cheeks red. Then she heard his laughter, his mocking laughter. So she turned back to see why, he was till on his towel that means he never took it off. "You'd think I would do it?" She chose to retort but nothing came forth from her mouth. "I knew you couldn't handle it virgin!" He taunted. He did not just pull that string! ___$ "Aren't they coming down for breakfast soon?" Audora shrugged at her mother's question. They should be down by now but no, they decided it would be proper to do their honey moon upstairs forgetting that parents can be curious sometimes.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I don’t even know how many of them I pushed through before I stumbled out the other end to find myself in a castle courtyard. Huffing, trying to catch my breath, I glanced over my shoulder to see the me-sized hole in a dozen layers of the maze. “HA! I found the shortcut.” I laughed as the memory of the Shining spoof episode of the Simpsons played in my mind. “I just Bart Simpson’d that shit! Suck it, Shit Witch!” I crowd, collapsing to the paver courtyard.

I'm watching this incredible documentary about - I didn't even know what to say, because the truth is I got lost in yet another Frankenstein novel. - I worry, Beck, with all my heart, you really need to get some air, where is Anna? Can't she go with you? - said my mother worried enough to almost throw me out of the house. - Anna is organizing the wedding, she doesn't have time to waste on me anymore," I said with a little more wisdom than I intended. - And you are the worst godmother in the world, aren't you? Shouldn't you be helping your best friend? - she said, a little indignant with me.

Mia comes out from the kitchen with the blue towel tied around her chest and her hair tied with white towel. "I will go a little bit late" Amber yawns as she take the remote from the table. "Early morning TV?" Mia asked annoyingly as she walk and sits beside Amber on the armchair. "You better go bath" Amber rolled her eyes and tune the television to change the channel, the music "Poison by beyoncé" starts playing softly in the background as Amber tune into the news channel.

Only by keeping Moldur under constant pressure would he rack his brains to get things done. Hearing Victor's reply, Moldur dared not protest. But as time passed, his back gradually became drenched in sweat. Victor had not expected to wait this long either. Windfall had burrowed into the Behemoth and gnawed for six whole hours. Only when it was completely dark did Windfall finally stumble out of the violently torn opening. Seeing Windfall looking like he'd had too much to drink, Victor anxiously stepped forward. "How do you feel? Are you alright?"

Wilson barked at him, making him jump in fright. "Oh hey! Uh...I am Mow. I uh.....how are you?" He greeted in an attempt to appear friendly. "What are you doing here?" He questioned. "This is a forest! What do you think people come here for?" "I don't know! Do you mind telling me?" Wilson asked and stood up, knife still in hand. "Hunting. I am hunting! Whoever has the heart to get this far into the forest is most likely hunting." Mow explained. "Then what were you doing on the tree?"