Paw Patrol Tuck Novels & Stories

I chuckled, reaching up to rough my hand through his hair in a mocking little gesture of praise. He slapped my hand away immediately, glare sharpening. “I’m really losing patience. Get on with it and go away.” I laughed under my breath. So fucking cute when he tried to act tough. I moved slowly, giving him every chance to stop me. My hand slid up his thigh, over the thin fabric of his shorts, until my fingers slipped just beneath the waistband. Riven’s breath hitched sharply — a soft, involuntary sound that went straight to my cock. “What?” I asked innocently, letting my fingertips play with the soft curls of hair at the base of his shaft, teasing without quite touching where he needed it mo

"That." The guy passed it to me, turning to the next participant and I took the prize. A fluffy puppy toy, big enough to hug with a printed scarlet lace around its neck. The only kind of animals I tolerate. "Om my, isn't it the cutest?" cooed Vickie, stepping closer with hearts in her eyes as I smiled.

“This is Adare?” “Yes.” He lifts his knee, shaking his leg in the air, trying to dislodge the pup that’s sticking to his ankle like glue. Willow dashes forward, “Stop that,” she snarls. But it’s already over. With the soft popping of baby bones breaking and reforming, Adare shifts back to human and falls to the floor, where he starts to writhe and scream. “Mama! Mama!” he cries, holding his arms out to Willow She snatches the naked pup up from the floor and brings him close to her chest, gently swaying her body from side to side while making soothing sounds. “You hurt him,” she hisses at Patrick.

Shadow boxing myself to release some of this aggression Pinky steps up to the mat, his hand wrapped up like a taco. He's not wearing any gear, showing off his brown gelled hair. "Hey, I heard the news about Tate," he smiles a dopey grin. I eye his hand, my chest constricting with the urge to climb out of this ring and beat Chase within in inch of his life. Huffing, I climb down and grab the towel off his shoulder.

Falcon I held Tasha tightly as her body trembled and she uttered small sounds of distress. I nuzzled into her neck, hoping that my presence would soothe whatever was making her sleep less than fitful. She quieted down when I started to hum. When she fell quiet and still, I slowly tapered my humming off. I closed my eyes and was almost asleep when the sound of a car approaching the gates made me untangle myself from her. I reached for Tara’s link as I sprinted toward the gate.

“Why are you here?” Tigger waved his paws and replied, “Molly Stewart gave me to Mama. I like Mama so much! Papa and Mama are a great match, so please don’t fight…” Eric seemed to be thinking about Tigger’s words. At that moment, Kai snatched Tigger from him, threw it at Nicole, took a step back, and slammed the door shut on Eric’s face. The series of actions happened within a few seconds, crisp and clean! “From now on, don’t let that bastard touch any of our things!” Kai spoke with an expressionless face and stared at the little tiger in her arms. “Do you need my help to train this thing for a few days?”

he called, his voice cutting through the din with the clarity of shared triumph. The pack's enthusiasm was infectious, a wave that caught them all in its joyous current. Tessa, a younger werewolf with boundless energy and optimism, laughed with delight when she successfully transformed just her hands into paws. "Look! I'm doing it!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with wonder as she reveled in the control she had never thought possible.

Before he could recover his vision, I stepped into his guard and drove the heavy steel base of the extinguisher directly into his kneecap. The sickening crunch of bone and cartilage gave way, and Roman let out a sharp, agonizing grunt, his leg buckling beneath him. He dropped the taser, his hands flying to his ruined knee, but he was still dangerous, still reaching for the suppressed pistol tucked into his waistband. "Move, Allie! Go!" I screamed, dropping the extinguisher and grabbing my roommate’s arm with my good hand. I yanked her toward the heavy metal door of the east stairwell, swiping the dead security guard’s master keycard from his belt as I ran. I slammed the card against the read

They are certainly a handful. We finish watching Hunter and Pax as they demonstrate everything slowed down so we can see how to position our hands and feet before they then demonstrate it sped up just a whirling of limbs before Hunter has Pax flat on his back his thigh around his neck and his hand over his chest to show where your claws could be to rip his heart from his chest. “Damn,” I mutter, feeling a tug through the bond at Jaden’s disapproval. “Don’t worry babe, I’ll wrap my thighs around your neck later.” I could almost feel his purr vibrating from here. “Your sure will pumpkin … you sure will,”

Forest Paw was running out of time to be released early from training, and this wolf who is studying me is their chance at finally being able to claim this scarf for victory. Suddenly, my body is tackled to the ground. Whoever it is that made their move causes the two of us to roll on the cold forest floor. The scarf is then snatched from my waist band and a small body stands above me, holding it in victory above her head as her pack mates cheer and mine stare at her in disbelief.