Mettaton Novels & Stories

d-da dagger " i stutter, "Ahhhh cant the bitty baby handle anything bigger" Shannon taunts in a baby voice making me angry "an guess what baba baby when iv whipped your arse raw infront of everyone, when your bleeding all over the floor and Luke is so discusted with you that he rejects you, well then im gonna give you your last big humiliation, as your Luna i will reject you from the pack, ill banish you and make you leave naked and bleeding infront of everyone, so they can see hoe useless you are"

I was thankful for the buzz that came on as it helped distract me from how awkward I felt in Luke’s presence. The late-August full moon was glowing above the lake, making the water sparkle. At least a hundred werewolves from our pack had come to say goodbye to Luke and a few of his fellow warriors who would be leaving on a mission the next day. It was a mix of older high schoolers, such as Lucy and me, and young warriors who trained and patrolled with Luke and his friends. Our pack was a community of about forty-five hundred werewolves located deep in the woods of northern Vermont, where humans didn’t normally venture, a heavily forested area surrounded by mountains.

Dalton tried to put some sense into that old man. Alpha Maddox clenched his jaw as he kept his eyes locked with Dalton’s for one whole minute before he grunted some incoherent words and looked elsewhere. I couldn’t help rolling my eyes at him. If I knew he was such a grouchy person, I would have told Dalton not to bring him along. He might ruin our whole plan trying to get his way.

giving me a pat on the back, she turned in her heel and walked out of the restroom. I followed behind her, separating when she took a turn for the gym and I made my way to the cafeteria once again. It was cold out, black clouds covering the sky overhead. The weather in this town was pretty bipolar and the sun was never out for more than three hours a day. If a person was suffering from depression, this town would surely kill them because it was the epitome of the word.

In the next split second, Erin smiled a sweet smile when her nethermen managed to catch the same smile from her son who was sitting at the same table with her. "All right. Let's eat now! The soup is almost cold." exclaimed Erin as she placed the spoon in Gabe's bowl. "Do not forget to pray." She continued. *** As Gabe said earlier, Ash and Archie went to Mitchell Hills. A classic style mansion that from today has been occupied by its new owner, the Argent family. Ash and Archie scanned all parts of the mansion from a distance. Not too far, but close enough from their reach. Archie's sense of smell sniffed out a distinctive scent that no other werewolves, apart from Alpha, could pick up.

Roy was quiet all through the meeting because he wasn’t paying any form of attention to whatever it was they were saying but luckily his beta was listening and giving his own opinion and suggestions when necessary. For all he cares they were talking rubbish, no one had the right to tell him how to run his pack. They were all lucky they hadn’t talked out of line because if any did, even if it was by mistake, he wouldn’t hesitate in using that person as a perfect example for the rest. He knew they were all acting like assholes because he was mateless. They were all after his position as alpha but they would only have a taste of it in their dreams.

They need me to sign off on different things and, of course, have one annoying question. This is why I’m on a zoom meeting with the sub-Betas of the other cities my pack lives in throughout my territory. “When do we get to meet this new Luna we’ve heard about?” Wade questioned with a smirk. I sighed as this sent Robert and Brett into a frenzy as well.

Cordelia Blackwell I stared at the tombstone of Jeanette McConnel, and I read the epitaph engraved on the stone. “A loving mother and a precious servant of nature.” My eyes narrowed when I saw the date of her death, “1960.” “You found her?” His voice startled me.

Switching off my computer, I head home. I make my way to my private elevator into my parking lot. I was about to open my car, today I decided to ride my Maybach to work, I was startled by a voice. I looked beside me and I saw a teenager about 15 or 16 years old, dirty, skinny and he looked hungry. Hello ma'am, he said. "Can I get $5? I need to get something for my siblings to eat, they've been hungry for two days now. What the actual fuck. Two days? I thought.

I mutter under my breath. Maximo chuckles before he drags his cigar. He tilts his head, and the scrutiny is making it harder to breathe. “ Breathe in, breathe out, he is another ordinary billionaire who is a jerk,” I mutter once more, my voice barely above a whisper. He cocks his head to the other side, amusement dancing in his eyes. It's clear he is here to torment me with his presence. I grab some bread and put it on the plate. I add the other ingredients and some cheese, including toppings. It looks delicious to me and I can't wait to devour it. My stomach rumbles to voice out its troubles, and I rub it with a pout on my face.