Folly X Pest Novels & Stories

Xavier called Elon Patrick a well know farmer in the werewolves worlds that have successful farms in the human world, he stood up to also state what he's offering in the project "losses suffered each year from plant pests can be considerably reduced through the use of disease-resisting strains and a variety of other precautions that my company will offer, Insecticides, Fungicides, and Weed Killers are the major parts of what I would be providing. The project further recommends that methods of applications of insecticides and fungicides, I will also be in charge of employing those who will study the farm and know the best method to use" he finalized and took his seat.

Steven said as he remembered a now dead Thogg's blood which had already clotted on the living room floor. "Roger that boss" Cage stamped his fisted right palm on the left part of his chest. The remaining part of the gang bowed their heads as The Big Four walked out of the room. What just happened to Thogg was part of the X-habit game. Play by the rules or get punished in return. Commit a sin and get ready to pay a sacrifice. That was X-habit.

"I’m your mother. I know when a 'hunt' has turned into a 'prize'." "Enough." Xander let out a deep, rolling growl. The doctor - a real one, not my wife playing favorites - will be here at dawn. If she’s compatible, we begin the integration. If she’s a 'pest', she goes to the cells." "No," Silas said. The word hung in the air, thick with something wrong. "No?" Xander’s eyes shimmered like metal. "She stays with me," Silas said, his voice cracking like old wood. "I’ll 'handle the pest' myself."

Barry explained to Chase. "But the Zago creatures we've seen so far are flying bugs and insects. There's even the massive Doom Mantis. Can they live in such houses?" Walter was reminded of the flying bugs, jellyfish, and Doom Mantis. He could not believe creatures like that would live in human-type buildings.

The forest seemed to grow denser, as shadows twisted around them. As we pursued the unknown person, Frynn's phone buzzed. "Daisy's update," he said, reading. "She has confirmed X's involvement. He is recruiting rogue shifters." My jaw clenched. "This just got worse. We need to contain this before it spreads." Suddenly, Frynn halted. "Brynn, look." A symbol etched into a tree trunk – the Fiato Pack's mark with an arrow through its center. My eyes narrowed. "X has declared war."

"Aw, come on, man! Phantom was fucking adorable. He was our official 'welcome back to school' gift to you." "Yeah, well, your brilliant fucking gift was a total bitch to get rid of," I scowled, the lingering irritation making my jaw tighten. I still vividly remembered the absolute nightmare of having to hire three separate pest control guys just to de-hedgehog my entire living space before I could even unpack my duffel bags. "For fuck’s sake, Zee," Xavi groaned, tossing his head back against the cushion. "Just go upstairs. Trust me, you’ll thank us for it later."

"The controlling shares are still in my hands! You're nothing but a puppet!" Seeing Peter unmoved, Grandma grabbed an antique vase from the coffee table and hurled it at him. She roared, "I won't repeat myself again! I said get on your knees!"

He took a sip of his drink as he glanced around the room, before scrubbing a hand down his face and sighed. ‘As you know Xael has been reporting back about some disturbance in some of the smaller towns. There are a lot of problems, and they don’t feel we have been doing enough, we have gone back with new proposals to improve things. They just aren’t happy. There is talk amongst the Fae and Witches of an uprising. Xael has noticed that the species have been mixing and gathering a lot more than normal which is causing some concerns. They have all become cold or aggressive towards Xael so their shift in attitude is a sign that something is coming.’