Boboiboy Fang Novels & Stories

Bobbie makes a face. "He thinks I burned myself," she says. I close my eyes and try to chill out. Farrow likes me... I wouldn't go as far as to say he loves me, but we get along great. However, now that I'm nineteen he would definitely beat me up. And he would kill me. I've seen his wolf in action before and that shit was scary. I've seen him train our security squad. If he wanted to, he could finish me off, "To be honest, I think he'll take it better once I tell him we're just friends. He's scared of me growing up too fast, so..."

I would never hurt my own kind unless threatened. Stralath nodded. Bobby stepped towards the wide window. "I need space, so I don't hurt anyone. Observe. And please don't kill me." "Don't waste our time." Stralath waved a hand. Bobby pulled up his sleeve and extended his right arm. A long bony blade shot from his wrist, and everyone stiffened. "This is our barbed spike. It's a little different from the barbed creatures on this planet—ours is made of a stronger material and can cut through most prey or enemies."

Bonnie tells them everything that their madam ask her to tell them . " Bobo .. if someone ask Bobo's name . What is Bobo's name?" Bonnie ask for the third time . " Bobo's name is Mu Zing ." Bobo answers her with confidence. " Good boy. Here ... aunt Bonnie gives Bobo a new handphone . Bobo pushnone for daddy . Two for mommy . Three for aunt Tanya . Understand?" Bonnie smile to the boy.

"Psst." Mandy stopped and looked around. She spun when she heard a laugh behind her. A small child stood slightly behind a tree. The boy looked like a refugee in torn clothes with choppily cut, too long hair and dirt smudges on his face. "Oh, um... hi. Who are you?" His small chest swelled. "I am Patreous, son of Tyboll the Terrible." It was such an outlandish way to introduce himself that she had to fight back laughter. "Well Patreous, son of Tyboll the Terrible, I am Mandy, mate to Honey the Hell Spawn. It's nice to meet you."

I had never even fought before, but I watched enough anime to have an idea of how it would turn out. John chuckled bitterly, biting his lip. “One of the men was holding a young woman by her neck, getting ready to snap her neck. I quickly ran over, but I could even lay a punch. Turns out vampires do have super speed and super strength too. He punched me into the wall. I could barely breathe. “Well well well. What do we have here? A little superhero?”

Andree, Ken, and David aka the 'Fearless Three'. Andree has dark brown, messy hair, ocean blue eyes, and smattering of freckles. He is a total bad boy. He never gets good marks, and even bullies some kids in the younger years. He's a player. You can always see him flirting with girls or eating off their faces. Ken has blonde hair with light brown eyes. He is also a bad boy- they all are. He's like a real life Barbie. A real life Ken. I'm pretty sure he plays guitar. He's a really good friend of Zach’s.

"You poor bastard. If you want to die so badly, I'll make it quick for you!" Andrew smiled and suddenly slapped Bobby across the face. The sound echoed through the room as Bobby, standing tall at 1.9 meters, spun a full 180 degrees before crashing to the floor. The crowd rubbed their eyes in disbelief, certain they must have imagined it. On the other hand, Francesca's mouth fell open in shock. Only Bobby, lying on the ground and seeing stars, realized the gravity of the situation. He internally cursed himself for underestimating Andrew—he was much tougher than he looked.

Another laughed and said with a mocking tone “Careful, he may cry again and complain about us to his parents and teachers.” The table behind them burst into laughter. I clenched my jaw and said with gritted teeth “Move.” The tallest player stepped closer instead and said “You know Cross gets bored fast, right? Whatever little obsession he has with you won’t last.” I frowned slightly. What the hell was that supposed to mean? That Jerk’s Obsession? Who? Me? What the hell were they talking about? I muttered “I don’t care about your Aiden Cross.” Another player asked with a grin “Really? Because your boyfriend seems pretty protective.”

Bobby barked beside me, wanting to help, but I stopped him using my foot. "There are broken glasses, Bobby! You need to stay here and let me do the work." I told him, and he understood it immediately. Bobby sat on his spot, looking at us while his tongue was playing out. I sighed, then darted in Ethan's direction, thinking of a plan.

After hearing Zobber's request, Black Robe burst into laughter, as if he had heard a particularly amusing joke. "Zobber, you may be small, but your appetite is certainly not!" Mocked by Black Robe, Zobber immediately jumped up to refute. She said, "I'm 5.5 feet. Are you making fun of me for being short?" This unexpected remark left Black Robe momentarily speechless. As Catherine had mentioned, Zobber was unpredictable and hard to control.