Paw Patrol Mad Novels & Stories

“How do you know he never-” “Tsk, tsk, tsk,” he interrupts me, “you’re not listening, Pet. I got the answers I wanted first.” “He used to come when his grandfather was alive,” I watched him, but he sat there with a blank look on his face. “And Maz was there?” “Well, no… his grandfather died right before Trent elevated and then…” and then he truly became the monster that his mother was afraid his father would make him. “And how long did it take for Maz to arrive?”

I just don't know what I was so worried about. Third Person POV There were rumblings in the packs that the attack was finally coming. All packs knew of this new werewolf breed and some thought it was amazing. Some packs had hidden that they had some stronger pups that they suspected may be like the triplets but never had their parent's bonds tested because they also heard of the families being exterminated. These packs trained their stronger pups in secret to fight in the upcoming war.

“This woman says that a, and I quote, ‘sage green puppet with teeth’ just tried to eat her dog. Which one of you wants to take this one?” Andy looked at Madison. When he saw her grinning, he dropped his head and began shaking it. “What else did she say about it?” Andy asked. “Well, at first, she said it was kind of a teal color, and then she said it was moss green. Finally, she decided that it is definitely sage green,” Madison answered, still smiling. “Other than the shade of green, is there anything else?” Andy asked, not hiding his frustration. “She did say that it went after her puppy. I got her to clarify, and her puppy is, in fact, a four-year-old Great Dane,” Madison answered him, sou

The other members of her patrol were spread out nearby, all of them doing the same thing watching and protecting their Land it was quiet so Melody signalled for the patrol to stand down for a short break resting her head on her paws and closing her eyes briefly with a sigh, ‘I’ll be fully mature soon.’

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

* the hammer was with the enchantment of Phil but it only stops its movement for a second! "tsk!"- Phil Phil jumps backward and Uncle Sunny also get out of the way while the Mutated Dog is rushing a person is planning to collide it! and it was none other than Timot! Big Paw vs the enhanced stab of Timot! *TTUNNNNGGG!* because of the strong impact, Timot has been sent flying! and the Mutated Dog only push back a few centimeters! it pushes very near to me! "it is my chance!"- John Carl

I don’t really understand what it is because almost half of his explanation was in the form of sound effects but it doesn’t really matter because he seems satisfied with me just flying around making the occasional airplane noise. A few minutes later Maddy and Charlie come in to the room and says, “Ah, I see you’ve been introduced to Paw Patrol. Careful, he’ll suck you into that for hours.” “Oh good, can’t wait.” “She’s being Skye!” Seth says excitedly. “He must like you. Skye is his favourite,” she says with a wink. “Oh wow, I’m honoured,” I say with a grin. At that moment, the front door opens and a woman, who I assume is Maddy’s mom walks in saying, “Who’s car is in front of our house?”

My heart pounded like a caged bird, caught between the stranger's warm palm and the cold tile wall. Footsteps echoed outside. "Emilia?" The voice called again, closer now. "We gotta move. You in here?" The masked man's eyes locked with mine, a silent command passing between us. Don't. Move. I nodded, barely breathing. The footsteps paused just outside the door. A grunt. "Nah, can't be. No broad's gonna hide in a john this long." Heavy footsteps retreated, followed by muffled conversation.

As he came up to us, I got a closer look at him. He had tanned skin that radiated under the sun and he moved so gracefully like royalty. His eyes were deep amber and he had a perfect body. I sighed, what was worse than having three hot men as mates? He stopped right in front of me and took my hand. I felt sparks inside of me as I made contact with him. My stomach suddenly developed butterflies as I felt a tinge of sensation as his hands held mine. "Hey baby, I am Damon, Alpha of Midnight Pack", he said while searching my face. Shit…another alpha. "Mia", I muttered. He nodded his head and looked towards my other mate, "I guess we are all sharing one mate". They laughed.

"The only solution… is surgery to remove part of the skin. Possibly even… some tissue…" At those words, Anna fainted on the spot. Carlo swallowed hard and forced his gaze away. "Don Vitale, the stern exploded! We have to evacuate immediately!" "Where's Madre?!" Marco suddenly ignored the agonizing pain below and roared. Carlo's face turned pale. With trembling hands, he held something out. "We searched the center of the explosion… this is all we found…" It was a charred high heel and a ring. The shock and searing pain struck his heart at once, and Marco spat out a mouthful of blood.