Paw Patrol Paw Patrol On The Road Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then he stopped, watching me fade out. I didn't look back. By the time I hit the remote town, it was dead dark. The Wind slapped grit across my face. I pulled my coat tight and took a breath— Hello, my new life. *** Outside the station, a tall guy held a sign with my name. He had a plain look, but his smile was all warmth. "You must be Ms. Lovren? I'm Kole Lawson, school principal. Came to pick you up." Something in his voice took the edge off.

So, I get the seat set and turn the car on, quickly moving it out of the parking spot. I see the patrols look over, but since I’m going at a normal pace, they don’t react, going back to talking to the she-wolves. I begin driving down the road, hopefully heading out of the pack lands. It’s been months and I was only on the road once, so I’m hoping this is the right way. The only thing I remember is turning right into the pack lands. So, I plan to turn left when I leave here. When I get to the gate, I smile, but the patrol frowns. “Who are you?”

Momma snorted, "Can you see Patty with a dollar hanging out of her mouth." "You put one of those men in some grey sweatpants and have them dance around like that Channing Tatum fella, and my jaw won't hold anything except for me upright as it will be on the floor." Ms.Patty fanned her face as she spoke. "Ms.Patty, what do you know about grey sweatpants?" I said with a huge grin on my face. "Child, I'm old, but I'm not dead." Brodie's rich laughter escaped, and it was the best sound I had heard in a long time.

She suddenly looked up at the giant screen. "Mason!" she cried out, her voice trembling. Then she drove away at full speed. No one dared stop the car. Joanna pressed the gas to the floor and reached the studio as fast as she could. By then, the studio had already been surrounded by police. Joanna tried to rush inside but was stopped. "Ma'am, this is the scene of a death. You cannot enter." Joanna was about to lose her temper, but one sentence from the housekeeper drenched her in ice.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you. It matches the license plate number on the car," "Very well, Sir. Thank you."

We stopped by the side and regrouped for a quick discussion. "From here we'll reach a no-pack land, home to many rogues." Dad gestured toward the road on the far right. "If we continue straight, we'll be on the crescent moon pack lands." He paused, looking toward the head enforcer before continuing. "And the road on the far left leads to the eastern borders of the Royal pack." We gasped, finally understanding what was bothering them all along.

I jumped on one at 2am. Imagine getting onto a motorcycle ride at 2am with a stranger. I was so scared but I had no choice. Suppose he killed me, rapped me, kidnapped me or robbed me! I started imagining alot of things. What kind of relationship was I into?I prayed to God to help me reach home safe