Eggman Novels & Stories

At the same time, three figures appeared not far from the enormous tortoise. They were Emperor Nimbus of the Milky Way Empire, Empress Gamora, and Nimbus’ uncle Wilfred. When the trio looked at the sudden appearance of the enormous tortoise, they did not have any traces of worry on their faces. Instead, they were smiling happily. It was because they had seen this enormous tortoise before. Back when Astrid left with David, they took this enormous tortoise. Now that the enormous tortoise was back again, wouldn’t it mean that Astrid was back?

I smirk at him. Emal is the biggest draw to our show. Not only is he massive in human form but he is a were-elephant. Not just any elephant either, Emal is a rare albino elephant. Ginger however is a quiet petite redhead gypsy who pretends to be a witch that transforms the whole cast of the show into animals. And Emal has a crush the size of his animal form on her. “Ginger!” I call her over, she skips over happily. “What’s up Axel?” She asks, sounding rather chirpy.

Eden's chuckle, low and soothing, seemed to calm the air around them, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Eden's chiseled features relaxed into a smooth, charming smile as he revealed the truth. "You are silly, ladybugs ain't evil, neither do they eat brains. I made that all up," he said, his piercing blue eyes glinting with amusement. Pearl's bright blue gaze, still wary, slowly rose to meet his, her slender fingers loosening their grip on his shirt.

The days in the Omega quarters were still passing by slowly and by time. I kept my head down during the day, scrubbing floors and washing clothes like a good little Omega. But, every night I trained in the woods with Nyx to keep my strength growing intact. My body kept growing stronger. My shift came faster. I could feel the power forming inside me like a storm about to burst. “Do you remember,” Nyx said. “Laman got angry at a toy and his tiny fist cracked the wooden crib in half.”

His hands moved fast, eyes shining like he was building a fortress to save the world from mutant invaders. “Then Papi gave me a mission to protect the cats! So Marble’s the gate guard. Pepper’s the shadow soldier. Spaghetti’s the bomb guy. But Spaghetti ate the cable. So Papi fired him!” Erick tried hard not to laugh. “Fired him?” Ash nodded hard. “He ATE THE CABLE!” I slid the pastry tray onto the cooling rack and wiped my hands on my pants. “We’re gonna need employment contracts for these cats if this keeps up,” I muttered to the oven.

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

she added, smiling at her. Then suddenly, Lilac saw unrecognition in Emily’s eyes. “Oh, my apologies; I neglected to introduce myself.” She chuckled softly. “My name is Lilac, and I am Dillon’s sister,” she stated. Emily was taken aback when she learned that Dillon had a sibling. However, she was aware that their personalities were distinct. Dillon is cold and authoritative; he’s a Beta, after all, whereas Lilac is a happy-go-lucky one. “We’re so relieved that you’ve regained consciousness,” Millie said as she assisted her in sitting up. “I’ll check your vital signs, and then you can eat, all right?”

she replied, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. Damien wrapped his strong arms around her, his love for her overflowing. He was a doctor, a gentle giant with a heart of gold. His imposing figure and serious demeanor often scared people, but those who knew him understood how kind and compassionate he truly was. He went out of his way to help those in need, often paying for the education of underprivileged locals.

Bastian shouts after flipping upside down to avoid my charge. "The egg is perfect and glows brightly." We're all laughing with their congratulations flying through my head when a burst of magic shakes us. Our merriment abruptly stops. "What was that, Mother?" Cantor asks. I know exactly what and who it is. After thousands of years my uncle has returned. His magic is dark and smothering. "Drakon," I shout, "and he's going after the egg!" I head toward my lair pumping my wings faster than I've ever pumped before.

Without releasing my hold on her, I push more buttons on the computer and flash Eric’s DNA up on the screen. She lifts her head off my shoulder, looking more intently at his DNA. “It’s connecting. I mean, I thought it was when his shift went easier, but it’s really working, Everett. You’re a genius!” “Not a genius at all. Honestly, I feel more like Geppetto, trying to put these kids together.” “Who’s Geppetto?” she asks me, and I smile. The dragons don’t know much about human pop culture. “He a character in a children's book about a woodcarver who created a son for himself out of wood and then the boy came to life.”