Pokemon Angry Novels & Stories

The king said and everyone’s attention was instantly on Thousand-nights predator “We all know that even though one’s talent and dedication usually dictates how strong a Hunter will grow, we should also remember that the type of ability he has will determine a lot in how far he’ll grow. The former glass-eyed Hunters almost brought about total annihilation to us Hunters but it must also be noted that they had overpowered abilities, so I say why don’t we wait till after he receives his blessing, if it’s a normal or weak type then there is no cause for alarm but if it’s overpowered then we will find a way to take care of the situation.” Thousand-nights predator said calmly and a thoughtful look

My mate tilts his huge gun metal grey head back and howls to the moon Goddess telling our team to start. Dylan’s wolf growls, dropping to a fighting stance the minute Clay howls. I don’t give him a chance to attack my mate. I leap at him, biting into his left shoulder ripping the flesh from it and spitting it out. It howls in pain but refuses to attack me.

Priyanshi Mumbled in her breath but I heard her. " Yes I will also accompany you ... And Pikachu will give him his electric shock if he tries to harm us " said my panda and started to laugh while holding her stomach. " Don't tell me that you are again imaging something" Nisha said... " Yes I just imagine his condition after getting electric shock from Pikachu ...he looking so funny with black face in dust and black smoke is coming out from his mouth and nose .... His that straight hairs standing upward like a spikes." She explained us her imagination.

He fought down a smile. Liv's breaths came quickly as her eyes locked on his body. He had muscles she hadn't even known existed. He was like a marble sculpture, all hard planes and valleys, veins popping out from his extraordinary muscles. When his thumbs tugged down his briefs, her breath caught in anticipation, but he shifted before Liv could even get a glance at what was under the black cloth. She jerked in surprise. Between one blink and the next, he'd gone from a muscled Viking warrior to a huge, white wolf. He was so large she thought he looked like one of the Dire wolves from Game of Thrones.

My heart was pounding so loudly, my ears were ringing. “You shouldn’t be speaking to me,” I told him, He looked irritated by my words. “Has he taken that from you, too? The power to talk to people-” “That's not it.” I shook my head, “You know that-”

The air was suffocating, choked with the metallic tang of blood, the acrid scent of burning debris, and the heavy tension that hung over the land like a storm refusing to break. Every breath I took felt like inhaling shards of glass, sharp with anticipation and dread. Below me, the battlefield seethed with violence, a feral dance of claws and fury, where screams of agony clashed with the guttural roars of beasts locked in combat. The Deadly Fang Pack, led by the relentless and vengeful Ariel, surged forward with primal vengeance in their eyes, meeting the brute strength of my father Harry’s faction head-on.

His deep blue eyes were soon burning red and his claws were all out, he opened his mouth, revealing a pair of long fangs at his upper and lower gum, anger built up in him. "You said you would be here, then why, what happened to your promise, our promise? And me, how do you want me to live, how do I live without you? He roared as he dug his long fingers Into his palm and blood came rushing out. " Ahhhhhhh" he screamed digging his finger further into his palms. He screamed more and more before finally pulling his fingers out and breaking into uncontrollable tears. "They dared to touch you, they dared to go against me, cowards! Why didn't they come directly for me, bloody cowards, I will hunt y

Lucas tried to explain to Chad. "What happens when you snap? Do you recognize what's going on between your Wolf and human?" Chad asked, suddenly curious. "My human gets angry at what it wants to, which works up my Wolf. After that my Wolf gets stronger the more my human gets angry. If I get too angry, my Wolf craves blood, flesh, death. My human tries to reason with my Wolf. Usually it does the trick, but there are times, like last night, that my Blood Wolf comes out. If that happens, it's all over for those who provoke me. There are rare times my human prevails, but at great cost to my human." Lucas looked down, ashamed.

I asked. "Perfect." Malcom said. "Now sit." I rolled my eyes. He really is insane. I sat down slowly, putting my feet out in front of me. "Now what?" "Breathe deeply," he said. I scoffed. "This is not Kung Fu Panda and I am not the Dragon Warrior," I reminded him. By the confused look on his face, I gathered he didn't get the reference. "Go on," he prodded me. "Close your eyes, breathe deeply."

Aside from the pain I was feeling, I let out a laugh that had him taken aback. "You still don't get it do you?" I questioned. "You will never be my Alphs sage and is high time you come to terms with that and white being a total asshole" I defend letting out a series of breaths. "Does that bratty little out of yours ever shut up!" He asks annoyed but to all I cared. "No. Not when it's being abused" I respond my shoulder squaring up. Sometimes even I wonder how much boldness I carry aside the facade I try to uphold letting them think otherwise.