Cursed Buzz Lightyear Novels & Stories

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

Zelda. Brenda's hands tightened on my shoulders. "Remember what I said? It ends here," she hissed. I swallowed hard and fretfully turned back to look behind me, I wanted to push her off me but I also knew that any wrong move from me would make the situation worse. Suddenly, A car screeched loudly to a halt nearby, distracting Brenda momentarily. As she turned, a stranger emerged—a man with blazing golden eyes. My gazes locked on his, and a surge of energy coursed through me. Strength I'd never known surged through my limbs.

Licht had been bullied enough recently, so when he heard Bobby’s words, he took out a jasper bamboo pole and looked at Bobby calmly without a word. Bobby's expression changed a little. He did not expect Licht to have such a thing, so he had to weigh the situation now. “Repelling Bamboo! Why do you have such a treasure?” “I can smell your stink from miles away. Do you really think I don't know you're a poison master?” Licht said sarcastically. They came across this bunch of Golden Jade Bees by accident, and Philip simply drove the bees away with the laws of fire. They only planned to take the honey and leave.

Cammie may be a genius girl who knows every word from every dictionary in the world while Alyssa may be a Nobel Prize winner for a new physic theory in the next ten years, and I may be a person who likes to put dead stuff in formaldehyde bottles in our refrigerator, but still, we are just like any ordinary girls, and even the Ultara girls need to have some fun. We bought Nutella churros and ate cotton candies while dancing to the blasting music with the crowd. All of us had grown on all the fun at the carnival that we almost lost track of time. After hours passed, people began to clear away. Some of the booths along the street were being closed down. Alyssa jabbed on her phone, but then she

I was trying to release my white power but I fucking couldn't! "Who owns you, Mia?" Lucifer asked. Mia was trembling as she shrugged. "K-Kash." Suddenly he kissed Mia again. Torrid! Damn it! "Now who owns you?" he asked after the fucking kiss. I stood as I postured myself. My body was burning in pain. Lucifer was seemingly stronger than me but I wouldn't give up without fighting. "K-Kash," Mia muttered. "Who owns you bitch?" he asked for the third time with his eyes gripping in anger.

She shot me a wary glance, her body stiff with suspicion, clearly afraid I might reclaim the bottle I'd once gifted her. Sensing the tension, I quickly helped Jess up from the ground. "Let's go. These people are nothing but trouble," I said, brushing off her earlier claim. "The bottle you gave me is still at home—this one belongs to them." My words, aligning perfectly with the neighbor's, seemed to dissolve the doubt clouding Jess's face. She braced herself against me, managing to stand, though her legs wavered unsteadily. But before she could fully regain her balance, she turned and saw David lying unconscious on the ground.

She should have been here already. Why wasn't she here yet? Did she run away from me? No. She promised me that we would go for shopping. The ground beneath me crashed further because of the intensity of the pressure. A piercing snarl shook the walls. The painting of moon hit the ground, the frame shattering. "Levante—" Dad panicked again, reaching for my shoulder. "Don't!" the Moon Priestess stopped him. "The curse is lifting. The dark energy of the curse is being absorbed by the blue flame. Do not distract him!"

His hand on the light mechanism. “This light was designed to kill vampires. Its light is stronger than the sun itself. A light blessed by purity.” Lyra hissed in pain as another wave hit us. Her skin smoked, peeling. “Dad, stop!” Julianna screamed. “You’re killing them!” “I’m saving the world,” he snapped. “One abomination at a time.” The room heated until the air shimmered. The metal groaned and warped. My vision went white at the edges. We were dying. I could feel it.

The creatures carried off John, Bonnie, and Eliza. Six pillars of light suddenly glowed around Soundhound. When the lights darkened, six Echidna scientists approached him. “I was wondering when you would show up,” Soundhound said. “You have done well, Mr. Bennet,” a scientist said. Soundhound’s smirk turned into an aggravated scowl and he replied, “I told you my name is Soundhound. Keep that garbage human name to yourself.” “Our apologies. We see that you have been able to capture the champion of the blue. Well done,” the scientist said with satisfaction then pulled out a laser gun and shot dark purple lightning that paralyzed the mad guitarist.

The sound came from the throat of the younger version of myself; it wasn't entirely mine, but the wolf was buried deep within me. "Don't touch me!" cried the younger version of myself. The earth trembled. The moon grew dim. Silver light flared in my little palms. Nevertheless, John stretched out and touched my wrist with his fingertips. He was knocked to the ground by an explosion of magic. I was no longer moving when my mother yelled my name. My wolf was there. With a voice as brilliant as lightning, the child exclaimed, "I curse you." "Pain will welcome you like a hound if you use her."