King Candy Turbo Wreck-it Ralph Novels & Stories

Ralph, barely able to move and covered in blood, suddenly cried out, his voice cracking. "Mr. Lloyd! You're here! Please, help me—I don't wanna die!" He screamed with desperate joy and tried to crawl toward Andrew. Andrew cursed under his breath, "Shut up, you idiot! Don't make a sound!" However, it was too late. The Dire Tiger, though momentarily distracted, let out a thunderous roar and snapped its head around. In an instant, it lunged and clamped its massive jaws down on Ralph's skull.

"You and Kai will be my dogs, and losers eat shit and vice versa," Ralph met my gaze for a split second before returning his gaze to Kyrell with a playful grin on his face. "You've got yourself a bargain, human,” To be continued…!

"I already met him downstairs." "Really?" Ralph's sour expression instantly vanished, replaced by a wide, beaming grin. Then, his eyes fell on the small jar in my hands. His smile turned knowing. "Ah, I see now. I was wondering why that boy suddenly decided to drop by out of nowhere. So, that Healing Ointment was for you!" Ralph cleared his throat, leaning in slightly. "This scar-removal cream is my own secret recipe. Did he explain to you how to apply it?"

Ralph said with a promise in his voice "Believe me Ralph I am not lying," I said to him and try to mask my nervousness but I failed miserably. "do you take me as a fool, I am the alpha of the pack and you dare you to lie to my face, I am warning you caroline tell me the truth otherwise you won't like the consequences," he said to him and his claws are piercing my skin I screamed in pain but I will not tell him the truth, Ralph looked straight into my eyes with anger and then suddenly he pushed me to the floor but thankfully I didn't lose my balance

Cayden replied to him with a smirk. “I WAS NOT TALKING TO YOU!” Ralph retorted loudly and growled at Cayden. Fortunately, the chains binding him and Kayla had been reinforced so there was no hope of surprises from them. Due to the fact that the silver chains had been on them for a long time, the chains had grown a bit weak and rusty— rusty enough for Ivanka to pull off a superhero move. But now, that grace was over. “But you were talking about my baby, so…” Cayden said and trailed off, and I smiled at how furious he was making Ralph become.

Kelly Blackwell, number 17 for the Dynamos, gliding toward me with that stupid, cocky grin I’ve hated since junior hockey. “Rough game, Jackson,” he says, stopping just close enough to make sure I hear every word. “Guess the Phoenix Frost isn’t so hot after all.” The crowd’s cheers fade into background noise. All I can see is Kelly, his smirk daring me to make a move. “Walk away, Blackwell,” I growl, my fists already curling. “Why? This is tradition, isn’t it?” He smirks, leaning on his stick. “You lose. I win. I rub it in. It’s what we do.”

He braced for it. "I don't have any points," she said, the words clipped and final. He didn't ask why. He just ducked his head, accessing his mental interface with trembling focus. He scrolled, the phantom shop interface glowing in his vision. "There's... this." His voice held a note of desperate hope. He materialized a small, wrapped candy in his palm. "It's called 'The Gardener's Wrath.' A candy infused with rage. Add a catalyst, and it... makes a big boom."

Ralph angrily interjected, “You’ve deceived me! All the talk about how much you love me was a lie, wasn’t it? You knew I’m not your real son, so you tried to make a fool out of me, isn’t that right? You told me everything belongs to me, and now you’re giving me nothing! Everyone in the Russell family is a liar! Fine. I’ll destroy everything if you don’t want to give me anything!” Enraged, Ralph got up and flipped a coffee table with a kick. Then he grabbed a chair and smashed it into the TV before him. “Nothing! You’re giving me nothing!” He thought of the things the family had taken from him and did not hesitate to destroy them. The thunderous crashing and banging echoed through the phone.

He felt trapped. Ralph had been taking fighting lessons for the last four years; it was needed if he wanted to stand up to the Black Triad and Aldwin when he made a return. He was determined to learn everything possible, to become dangerous — and he had. He stood up from the floor, facing the mirror. His rugged reflection told him he was no longer the Ralph anyone remembered. He was a different man. He didn't like how he’d got here, but he had grown to embrace the outcome. He had the kind of power and recognition he could only have imagined, but it came from the underworld – a crime organisation in the depths of the grid, somewhere in the Chuy region. They call themselves the Kara Boru.

Ralph The long-awaited day of the meeting had finally arrived. I was set to claim my new breeder from the Moonlight pack, the daughter of Alpha Grayson. The Greyhound pack and the Moonlight pack had been at odds for five years after a tragic incident in which my brother was killed by a Moonlight pack guard. This event ignited a deep-seated animosity in me, fueling my desire for revenge. However, I eventually sought to establish peace through a strategic agreement with Alpha Grayson. In exchange for his daughter's hand as my breeder, I would forgive the past and end the longstanding feud.