Chipmunk Alvin And The Chipmunks Novels & Stories

But the wench had looked so hot and then finding out that I had been fucking an Alpha Princess kind of got into my head. Alvin, my wolf, woke up with outrage. He had been muffled for years now, the damned charm had gagged him so much that he had even stopped speaking. Now the sound of his anger inside my skull was so loud. Alvin had always been patient and loyal but he was born to rule inside me, and his patience was what made him unnecessary.

MARKS’, skated over, grinning at me through his helmet cage. “Alvin’s sister,” Emily said, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Soon to be step sister actually,” I corrected automatically, my cheeks heating while sending a glare at Emily's way. That only made them grin wider. “Doesn’t matter. She’s cute.” "Real cute, like a tiny chipmunk." "Nah she ain't that tiny, more like my cute hamster." "Dude that thing you have in your house ain't a hamster, it's a mutated rat that you made fat."

I explained. “Oh dear. Was it the building three blocks to the west?” The woman asked. “My apologies!” Alvin shook his head, pulling the old rogue woman next to him. “Ada, meet Tulip; Tulip’s my fated mate.” He beamed. “What?! No!” I saw Tulips’s cheeky grin as she held her neck to the side, showing her scar of a human bite mark. “Hey; you all aren’t gonna believe me, but I found Uncle Alvin!” I linked my sisters as Alvin in turn showed me his neat and clear mate mark as well.

I looked at the men around me, and they didn't acknowledge it in the slightest. I watched a little sparrow land on a branch. "I want to see her closer," I heard a voice announce, and it shockingly matched the beak movement of the little sparrow. It practically sang the words along with its birdsong. Narrowing my eyes, I looked around us. My eyes settled on a little chipmunk holding a scrap of food from Ragnar's pack. "The big one is slow," the chipmunk jeered, mouth moving exactly with the words I was hearing.

While I just hid there like a coward "Hey chipmunk, look at your pack. Look how happy they are." He whispered in my ear and rubbed his bearded cheek with my cheek. I pulled my face out of the crook of his neck and looked around. Some of the pack members were even dancing to express their happiness for their Alpha. They looked so… real. I smiled widely looking at them. He pecked my cheek and I leaned into him.

Silently, I crawled onto the floor and peeped around the corner to see the furball on the counter having a feast of peanuts. Sitting on the countertop, he took another peanut out of the small bowl that Mikayla left for him and cracked the shell with his teeth. He nibbles on the nut, oblivious to the dangerous predator that lurks in the dark. Slithering in front of the island, in measured timing, Try sprang in the air. The chipmunk froze as the white fur around his small eyes recedes and his orbs enlarge. Spotting my ruthless flying wolf in the air, he drops the nut and zips from the counter. My body weight slides on the counter as I manage my footing and dart to the floor at lightning speed

“I only need you to lend me one chip.” Don asked, “How much?” I smiled faintly. “Just… one dollar.” I immediately felt every gaze in the casino snap toward me at once. Alessandro Moretti looked at me for a long moment. “As you wish.” The casino doors opened. Four bodyguards walked in. One of them carried a single one-dollar chip in his hand. Lucien looked at the chip and burst out laughing. I reached out and took it. But in the next second— Lucien suddenly grabbed it from my hand.

"You scoundrel! If you're not a coward, get down here! Stop hiding in the tree!" There were two squirrels on the tree, one big and one small. The big one threw a small pinecone onto Rolf's head. "Hey! Are you a squirrel or a bully? How dare you mess with me! You're toast!" Rolf rolled up his sleeves and started climbing the tree, looking determined to have a showdown with the squirrel. Alvin, meanwhile, was preparing breakfast. Noticing my gaze, he gently looked at me and kindly greeted me, "Tabitha."

I stood erect still holding my tummy, I pushed them aside and said "I'm fine.. thanks for trying to make me lose my lunch. Let's go, shall we? I faked a smile pretending to be okay. Although my tommy still hurts, retreating wasn't an option. Tony's feet still hurts as he leaped to Alvin's residence. The game plan was to visit Alvin, create a distraction while the others search the house for the book. Reaching Alvin's home, we could see a cat jumping out through the window. It was Tom, his grandmother's cat. Alvin has lived with his grandma and Tom his whole life. It was an old-fashioned home. The walls of the house was cracked and the paint on the wall was peeling off. A set of sagging wood

Oh this is just adorable. “He is called a bunny.” I told the chipmunk, hoping that it will learn something. “They can jump very high and they usually like carrots.” I saw the chipmunk’s face morphing into something like what a pervert’s face would look like as it looked at the bunny. No way...is the chipmunk...to the bunny…?