Paw Patrol Marshall Scared Novels & Stories

The wolf's howls and communication with its pack member only serve to amplify our trembling, causing our body to convulse with even greater intensity. I noticed that Marcellus was talking to Spartacus because his eyes kept changing to different colors of blue. Plus, his body language kept changing when Spartacus was talking to him. “It’s ok Little Bit, you can come out now. You are safe.” Marcellus says calmly. As we make our way out of the thick foliage, our hearts are racing with fear. We exchange a quick glance with our partner before sprinting towards the safety of the cabin window with all our might, desperate to escape the unknown danger that lurks behind us. Our adrenaline-fueled spri

"I don't wanna die yet, Neilla. Axel won't even get to punish me for leaving without his knowledge. I don't wanna die yet." "Shut the hell up. You're not going to--" "Shit!" Marcell swore suddenly. Our heads whipped towards his direction in such insane speeds that I was grateful for our necks not snapping immediately. "What?" We screamed in unison. He matched our gaze and for the first time, there was fear evident in his eyes. I watched him swallow tightly and a bead of sweat roll down the crown of his head. "We are under attack!"

He parked a few houses away from mine. “What?” I replied. “Walk through that bush before you enter the house.” “I’m never doing you a favour again. That’s a thorn bush!” Why does Marcella even have a thorn bush?! “Unless you want your Dad to completely recognize my scent by all means don’t do it,” he crossed his arms. I pouted. It would ruin my new coat. “Give me time to talk to him okay? There’s a threat in the pack and we can’t figure it out with him trying to kill me all the time.”

Kelsey's POV I clutched his shirt tightly, hiding behind him. "Oh my gosh, there's a dog!" Seeing me all bundled up in fear, Marcus's lips twitched into a faint smile. "So there is an animal you're scared of." I peeked up at him cautiously. "Is the dog gone?" Marcus glanced back. "Not yet." The dog was still there, wagging its tail enthusiastically. Its friendly demeanor suggested it was quite fond of me.

********************* There was scuffling of feet and ruffling of cartons as Marcel tried to pack the important documents, ready to make a run for it. "Going somewhere?" Marcel stumbled back in fright, landing on his butts, his entire system shaking with fear and trepidation. He was right to be scared of me right now because the only thing stopping me from killing him was the desire to find my mate and he could be just the clue we needed to find her.

Kalious let out while shaking his head and clicked his tongue, letting out a heavy sigh. When I heard this, I couldn't help but chuckle. “He's just like that.” After I said that, I, again dodged the attack that came from Marva, who now appeared in front of me, making Kalious eyes widen as he almost shouted in fear when he saw such a terrifying creature... a black squirmy thing that its face was hard to say to describe because of its sinister aura. Phoenix was also taken aback when he saw that his opponent, Marva whom he was supposed to fight against suddenly disappeared in front of him and appeared in front of my eyes.

Stella was shocked and screamed out, "Mr. Moore!" Marshall's whole body was flung to one side of the saddle with one leg dangling. The other leg was hooked at the stirrup while both his hands had a deathly grip on the reins. He had a tightened expression due to the exertion of force, and the veins on his forehead were popping. The brown horse was out of control. It carried Marshall while galloping desperately. Stella was so scared that a layer of cold sweat broke on her back as she shouted Keegan's name loudly.

For protecting her enemy who should have been dead right now if not for his interference. Marshall gave a deep sigh as he used his hands to snap his neck. Instead of falling to the ground, his head hung in a weird position a second before it snapped back to the right position. His face had completely changed and he looked like a monster right now with his fangs that were longer than usual, bloody red eyes, and ears that had taken on a rabbit shape. They looked long, sharp and as if they could cut through anything. Marshall separated his legs and gave a loud roar that echoed loudly and shook the ground of the pack house.