Glitter Force April Novels & Stories

Of course, he didn't mind staying a little longer when he was flirting and making jokes with April. I glared at him harder, and my aura began to fill the room. I could tell that it was overwhelming, and I could see the strain on April's face as she felt it, too. It was a power that I rarely used, but in this case, I was determined to get Jacob out of my house at all costs. Jacob whimpered softly and stepped back timidly, with his head low, not daring to look me in the eyes. “You can leave your equipment here and come back tomorrow morning to get them. I'll fix April's door, and that is final."

April said again but she kept on crawling muttering; “ They risked their lives for me! I can't just die!” “ Emma stop, listen!” “ I have to be strong, I must do what she says, she really smiled. She smiled at me, even though she knew she would die. ” She kept on muttering as she reached the edge. “ Emma! ” April cries and falls on the floor attracting her attention at last. She then turns to see the dazzling elf-like creature with beautiful blue diamond-shaped eyes. Blue mist filled the air again as she takes off the nose mask that was on her face. Were that crystalline tears rolling down her snow-white face?

Intent. Amelia reached into her coat pocket. Glitter bomb. Unarmed. Improvised. But it was weight. A trick. A stalling tactic. Elizabeta's body pressed tight to her ribs, the heat of her too real, too fragile. The door handle jiggled. She threw the glitter bomb with every ounce of panic in her arm. The flash exploded like a bottle rocket. Yelling. Scrambling. She shoved the girl deeper into the coats, turned, grabbed the first blunt object she could find. A camping thermos and swung.

It was too convenient. Why would the stone suddenly appear now in April's pack? “April, you need to explain yourself,” Melissa said sharply, her eyes narrowing as she looked from me to the girl, her gaze hardening. "She's clearly from your pack. You must be the one that told her to steal the Lunar stone." I turned back to the Omega, trying to understand her. “Who forced you? Who told you to steal it?” She hesitated for a moment, looking around the room nervously. I turned my gaze to April, whose face had gone pale, her eyes widening as the girl's gaze met hers. There was a moment of silence, heavy and thick, before April’s voice broke it.

I shut my eyes to control myself but my ears picked up April launching towards me so I dodged her, rolling over to the other side. “ Seriously? You really want to play the Dodging game?” April taunted as I managed to get up and face her. I watched as she smirked, her eyes seething with pure wickedness as she started to slowly advance toward me. I knew what she wanted to do, she wanted to end this match with a “death blow”, that was what she called it. If she succeeds like she did last time, I could go unconscious for days.

“She’s a Spellflower. The team’s cursed and you know that’s like a death sentence. Team Spellflower is the worst team in all of the games’ history. They have only won twice.” “W-what do you mean?” April Rose asked, looking exponentially confused. She’s been confused and anxious ever since the lighting ceremony began. She woke up early in the morning beaming with bright energy. For the first time in a long while, she was ready to start the day like a normal person, and yet somehow, she still ended up feeling frightened and puzzled.

"You think it's unusual, don't you, daughter?" I dragged my eyes from the sight and turned to him, then replied. "You did say the moon hasn't shined this brightly in a hundred years." He leaned towards me as though sharing a secret, then whispered in my ear. "Maybe the Moon Goddess is also celebrating with you. It's your Turning Feast, after all." I snorted. "Since when has the Moon Goddess ever cared about the affairs of one single person?" My father laughed. "You've always been a feisty one. Good thing you've Turned now. It's high time we found you a man who would be able to tame you. Perhaps Alpha Alexander over there?" He pointed.

Just as I finished, my mother shoved my head on the glass wall again as she kept hollering, "Dream on! I designated Harold as my heir last year already! Whoever he marries will inherit the company with him!" Though everyone was stunned by her words and regarded Harold with even more admiration, that was when an elderly but strong voice boomed in the gala hall behind us, "Quincy Waltz! I dare you to say that again!"

she hissed back daringly, making me even angrier and more eager to slap her. I wasted no time lifting a hand to strike her, but she stopped me mid air, grabbing my arm and pushing it away with a grunt. “You’ve gulped down their cocks so many times that you’ve now grown balls of your own, huh?” I hatefully asked, “just wait until I clip them off, you foolish whore.” April laughed in my face, and then her expression turned stone cold as she pointed a warning finger at me. “After that fucking pathetic attempt of yours to take Ace by casting a dumb love spell on him, you must be bitter because you’ve once again failed to rope him into a hellish marriage,” she hit every aching spot in my heart wi