Paw Patrol Characters Novels & Stories

They were in the middle of tasting every dish before Genad caught up to them and Feral had to coax the pouty Paws to wait for the food to be served properly. Genad leisurely sat as he watched the duo bustle about, with Paws arranging the table and Feral dishing out the meal and soon the wooden table was filled with assorted dishes, plates, cutleries, glasses, a jug of water, orange and watermelon juice. With a poof, Paws transformed into a human, a young boy with fluffy white hair and brilliant red eyes who looked around 8 years. Walking steadily, he took a chair and sat next to Feral.

Much stronger than they thought, and she gave birth to two huge, healthy, beautiful pups. The one, like Alex, blond with sky-colored eyes, with the power of death, and the other, like Micky, with brown hair and hazel eyes, with the power of life, worming the hearts of everyone. Kat wore a super-mom. She liked to take care of the pups herself. She plans on raising them well. They will be kings one day, but they will fill there people as family, not as servants.

Eventually Duke sat down next to Leila, and the other wolves moved forward to greet her. It was obvious who Beta Dimitri, Beta Jax, and Colby were. Even though Beta Dimitri was the largest, Beta Jax wasn’t far behind him, and Colby was the smallest. All 3 were dark brown with one cream spot on their right front paw. They all had the same color eyes as they did as humans. Gamma Peter, and Gamma Ross were gray with a black stripe down their back. Molly was cream with brown spots. Melissa was also cream, but she had black spots.

He extended his arms and started making funny noises. My babies rotated from hand to hand, everyone making cooing noises and sweet comments to them. Marcy, Morgan, Paige, Eulisses, Corey, Elliot, Aelfred, Sirena, David, his mate Fatima and their dragonling Faith, Vladimir and Tatiana, Ashia, Wendy, Simon, Eleanore, Everly, Evangeline, and Elphaba, all of them greeting and welcoming our pups. I was a proud dad and a proud husband. Stella POV

A pair of leather shoes, long legs of black pants, and a black shirt…my gaze moved further to rest on pink lips left out under the black mask he wore. Who exactly was he? His rare gold colored eyes pierced through my being, and in that moment it felt as though I was bare. My nipples stirred under my wet dress, making things even worse than they already were. “Prince Darion,” The attendants chorused, their heads dropping, unable to look at the man as though he was a plague. Or perhaps someone of high status –pretty evident from his temperament. I clenched my jaw hard, feeling the swell on my cheeks. It still hurt from last night…if not even worse.

I looked up only to see Wolfe. He stepped in, holding something out toward me. “Here,” he said. “I think this fell from your bag.” I frowned slightly, glancing down. My heart skipped as I stared at the small, colorful bandage of Paw Patrol in his hand. Paw Patrol was Creed’s favorite and most of his belongings, if not all, have the character ingrained on it. My fingers closed around it quickly, almost instinctively. “Oh,” I said, forcing a small smile. “Thank you.”