Froakie Novels & Stories

His ride dipped down so that Gavin could return the wave and share a smile with Nya before the dragon shot back up into the air, its wings flapping furiously to gain the proper height. One of the dragons, a large green one with no rider, fluttered down from the sky and came to rest not far away from where they were standing. He quickly transformed into a familiar form. Nya cringed. It was Gator. At least his clothing stayed with him, as it had with Slate and Flint, and he wasn’t standing there undressed. “Gator! It’s great to see you!” Flint said, running over to clasp hands with the trainer. “You as well,” Gator said. His eyes fell on Nya, and he grumbled something that might’ve been a gree

she snickers while the other two widen their eyes-flustered. "Em, rules are rules-" Fiel reiterates while Thade hushes her with his right index finger. Excited by the turn of events. "Rules are meant to be broken, Fi. Though he broke it first for our sake. This time, we return the favor." As payback for silencing her, roots emerged from the ground as Fiel bit his hand. The vines are crawling into his body, next thing he knows he was suspended upside-down in the air.

But when I came out of the house, I suddenly fell and screamed when a giant frog jumped in front of me. "So you're the delicious food I smell," the giant frog said and smiled at me. It stick out its tongue and lick its mouth as if it wanted to eat me now. But it wasn't just an ordinary big frog because I could see dark smoke coming out of its body. If my guess is right, this frog is a demon frog. "You're very delicious! You're all mine! I'm going to eat you now!" My eyes widened when the demon frog suddenly stick out its tongue to get me. But before the demon frog's tongue could touch me, Linux suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

yellow skin. You see their skin has taken in so much UV light from their many suns that it literally glows... Their planet has no night. I don't know much more about them... They have six competing in the harvest. Froles come from the planet Frole. They are slim and fast. Frole has almost no trees so their speed and slim builds come in handy when hunting. They are wild-like in personality and features. Their skin is striped from their head down to their toes. They are striped so they can blend in with the grass that covers most of their planet. They see great at night and are similar to the big cats on your planet when it comes to hunting. They typically choose females from their own planet

Yuri, you go first…” “Master… “ He said bowing briskly. “I will take The Golden Team and attack the Golden Shifters. Our aim is simple; we will get hold of the opponent and stab them with an amethyst needle and hand them to the Fire Team…” “Aaron…” “My team will lead the defeated Golden Shifters to the Fire Cube. We have designed special costumes embedded with stevia. I have also prepared brooms of stevia stalks…” I burst out laughing at this. I just couldn’t help myself from visualizing the Golden Shifters being driven by brooms. Alex was trying hard to retain a straight expression too. I knew he had done this deliberately. He could have made anything but a broom…. Master glared at me and s

They flew into the air together. Raid had been crashed into one of the buildings and due to the force of the impact, some parts of it were damaged. Glade, on the other hand, hit the big frog he had ridden earlier with a child. The poor creature was thrown into the air and got smashed on the ground. “Poly!” the child, who seemed to be the owner of that poor thing, cried and his pet croaked weakly. Is it a frog or a mixture of frogs, fish and dogs? What is that creature called? I don't know.

, sa'ard said, "if that's the case then it's all good, they probably just need money" Florest wimpered beside me. "Hey, it's ok". She shaked her head. "Kulmar" she rasped. 'Kulmar' she repeated, looking at the guy leering at her, "you know him", it's not a question, it's a statement. "Well well well", a voice boomed. Turning to face the reptile, "you are blocking our way, can you move" I said. The ugly pig grin "can I move", he laughed, turning to his minions, they laughed too.

“Erm, well, roughly it means the Frogfather. His kind used to roam these lands freely, once. Harmless as long as they are left unmolested. He is the last of his kind.” The Frogfather shifted slightly and the water around him rippled and bubbled. I suspected he’d just let one rip, submarine-style. Then the side of his mouth opened just enough for a long, mottled-pink tongue to shoot out and strike Suri. The tongue made a squelching sound as it stuck to his bare back. The tongue shot back into the frog’s mouth reeling Suri through the air, eyes wide (even wider than normal) with surprise, until he disappeared. Nabbo didn’t react at all. I raised my hand and pointed at the frog, feeling I neede

"Fucking Frog and his obsession with Tricksy. When is he going to learn that Orangelo has no idea where his mortal is?" "Wait? He doesn't?" Tarsi sounded genuinely surprised. "But if he doesn't know, then no one does. That's awful, how will Frog ever find him? Will my candidate get the knowledge as he comes into power, do you think? I can't imagine losing you to all time and eternity. I feel bad for Frog. Yeah, he's a dick but I still feel bad."

Kris stood and walked to the next table as Abby wiped a drying tear. Max placed a second paper sculpture on the table and scooted it across. He knew what she was going through and God bless the man, he was trying to help. She gently picked up her new addition to Gabe’s paper frog collection. Max already made three frogs over the past few days and they were all different, this looked like a bullfrog—the man had talented fingers. “You did those?” Kris pointed at the paper sword and frog as he sat back down. “Sure.” “That’s hectic, bru. What do they call that shit? Oregano? Oro…”