Novel & Cerita Paw Patrol Chase And Skye Fanon

Miss Penny gestured to Skye and asked her to introduce herself. "My name is Skye, Skye Milano. I am a 17 year old Taurus and witch. I love dancing and baking." At the end of her introduction, Skye was ushered to a seat behind Olive and Jessie. Olive, on the other hand, was ordered to show the new girl around the school. The minute Skye sat down, Jessie felt a cold chill run down her spine. She felt like she was a rabbit being watched by a predator that could gobble her up at any moment.

I gave Elura a reassuring smile in which both her and Wynter looked at me with the same uncanny expression. It didn’t help that they looked almost exactly the same save for Wynter’s hair being a tad bit shorter, but yes, they were pretty much giving me an unconvinced look. “What? Did you manage to figure out how to clone yourself?” Wynter asked jokingly. Just then, the door opened and Skye stepped inside, his closest friend in the Pack, Dax, right behind him. “Better. He’s got me.” Skye said with so much confidence I’m honestly here contemplating when the hell he got so good at this.

But I would never have imagined he was the cop chasing Kitsune. Knowing that he’s after me means I can’t see him again. I can’t risk him finding out I’m Kitsune. It was dangerous enough risking him finding out I’m actually Yūri Hatake, daughter of notorious Yakuza boss Takashi Hatake. He’d freak out if he knew who I really am. And my father would lose his mind if he found out I slept with a cop.

I said, even though Snow was snarled in my head. Skye rolled her eyes and then punched my shoulder blade lightly. “Do you think he will take me? Besides, you know I am saving myself for my fated mate.” Skye, being a hopeless romantic, always believed in the Moon Goddess. She always thought that the Goddess’ choice would not harm her. That was why she had been praying hard so she could meet her mate before she died. “Your non-existent sex life won’t change anytime soon, then,” I said the words back to Skye.

"But I can't make my Cielo sad. On her sixteenth birthday, I gifted her another sports car. Unfortunately, she crushed it while racing with his brothers, together with ten more cars I gave her and two choppers we use to survey the farm" "For several times, she almost faced death because of me, spoiling her. It was an eye-opener for me so I stopped giving her cars to race. But she would always sneak with his equally indulgent brothers" Frustration starts to lace his voice. "I unknowingly raised an impatient and impulsive entity in her. Quite a daredevil. Her Mama is always outraged about having a daughter who would kill her of a heart attack" The entire time Vittorio Di Lauro reveals his daug