Power Rangers Wild Force Princess Shayla Novels & Stories

A voice came from behind me. I traced the hand to the face. It belonged to the omega Fiona had hit earlier. I managed to take her hand and she helped me to my feet. "Looks like it's not our lucky day." She brushed the grass pieces from my hair and clothes, her blue eyes melting into my green ones with a smile. "I'm Nancy," she introduced herself. "Sheila," I said with a sigh, biting back the tears that threatened to fall. Noticing the look on my face, she put one arm around me, "hey It's okay, why don't you come with me to the rooftop, I go there when I want to see all the affairs of the pack."

He hesitated before slowly reaching out to shake it. "Thank you, Princess. As soon as I'm able to get you more information, I will. It's just, this a delicate situation." Shaylee nodded. "Again, please call me Shaylee." She then looked at Sam and my feisty mate. "You two need to look into your pedigree. I have a feeling you're stronger and faster than what's expected. You heal faster than normal, have natural first aid abilities? And the Alpha tone clearly doesn't work on you?"

she said turning to face Rosy. "Find the original document for Mingle's International. The second task, stage another accident for Lily to buy us time," Sheila said with a cold expression. "Noted," responded Rosy. "That will be all from me," Sheila said and returned to her bed. Rosy nodded and exited the room. She returned to the reception and exited the facility entirely. Once out of the building she took her phone out of the bag and dialled Lyla's number. "Hello Lyla, are you alone," Rosy asked as soon the call was connected.

Seeing her tiny figure soaking in her own blood, my legs failed to help my knees to keep me standing, and I fell down once again, crying and shaking. “Freya…” I called, jerking her body. Although it’s so dumb of me to think she’ll survive having Logan’s sharp and narrow claws digging in her, I couldn’t care any less. I was hoping for a miracle I knew even the Goddess wouldn’t be able to make. “Freya!” my calm and low voice abruptly turned fumed and frustrated. “She’s dead, Kylie,” my wolf confirmed with a whimper. “You’re not a healer, so you can’t do anything to bring her back to life. But you can avenge whoever took her life.”

He felt it to be the most blissful day of his life as the girl he liked was voluntarily holding his hand and he wished for the time to stand still so that he could hold her hand forever. However, Laurier knew that it was impossible between him and her. If his intuitions and deductions were right, then Raelynn was not only a Commander. She was also the princess of the kingdom of Volar and Lord Eldrick's sister. Why would someone of high standing and such esteemed caliber consider being his woman when he was nothing but a Knight Commander? Although his father was the Baron, they were just insignificant people in the eyes of royalty who ruled over the kingdom.

Lya picked up the black clothing from the floor and threw it into the fireplace, ignoring Aynyra's protests. "Lya, I'm sorry it wasn't my fault. I ran into Rhae and-" Aynyra tried to explain. "Rhae? You mean Rhaenyx Maltalor the assassin who has murdered hundreds!" Lya raised her. Hand to slap the princess but remembered her place just before she could. Lya lowered her hand in a fist and growled. "You are confined to the castle, Princess Aynyra. If you even try and leave the castle, I will lock you in this room until your brothers coronation." Lya's voice dripped with venom.

Then she sat down in one of the chairs across from the King’s desk. King Rykerr made the introductions, his voice steady. “Ayla, meet Princess Sheila of the Moonshine Pack. She’s an old and trusted friend of mine. We’ve known each other since we were pups.” He then turned to Sheila, his tone gentle but firm. “Sheila, meet Princess Ayla of the Shadow Claws Pack. She is my mate, and my queen.” Ayla’s heart fluttered at his words. Standing up politely, she offered her hand with a kind smile. “I have heard so much about you, Princess Sheila. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

Humans may not be as powerful as the immortals, but their sheer numbers would be impossible to defeat. "We're asking you to begin collecting your own army. Track Lycaon and clean up the messes he's bound to make. Dwindle his numbers until you're confident you can defeat him. Then bind him with silver and bring him to us. He draws most of his power from the wolves bound to him, so each kill will weaken him," said the balding vampire. "We agree to provide you with all the resources you need," the strawberry-blonde added. "Right now, most of the loyal guards have been dispatched in similar missions," she said, nodding slightly at Empusa, then Sekhmet, indicating the two former guards now standi

It was Princess Sheila. 'Oh, no!' Darryl's head started to hurt as soon as he saw Princess Sheila. 'The thing you are afraid of always comes back to haunt you. Why does that girl keep running around? Isn't she supposed to be sleeping now?' Jadie was also shocked to see Princess Sheila. She started to worry. 'Oh, no! Princess Sheila saw me asking for help from Barely Immortal. According to the rules, I will be punished.' When Princess Sheila entered the room, she saw Darryl and Jadie Spirit. She was stunned for a while. Then, she said, "Oh, wow! It's the both of you. What are you doing? Aren't you supposed to be sleeping now?"

Easily dodging Rathial cackled as Elaina righted herself ready for the next attack. "What do you expect to do letting your anger get the best of you?" Rathial taunted. "You came here looking to easily die didn't you." Snapping his fingers he tried to use his power against Elaina, but it didn't work. With her human self gone she was now immune to any and all dark powers, after all she was amongst the dark herself now. "That trick won't work on me this time." It was Elaina's turn to laugh. Caught off guard Rathial didn't have enough time to avoid Elaina's sword that sliced along his arm. Letting out a shriek of rage he extended his wings moving upward. Not allowing him to get away Elaina f