Puppet Chowder Novels & Stories

'Screw it, it's just sugar right. She grabbed the bag and downed it all in one go. Some fell down her chin and unto her laptop and the powder shimmered once more. Trix swallowed the powder and blinked as her head began to spin. She suddenly lost consciousness and her slammed into the keyboard, writing a series of incoherent words. The bushes outside her window trembled and a pair of feline eyes peered through. *DO DRUGS AND NO UNDERAGE DRINKING. APOLOGIES TO ANY OFFENCE CAUSED WITH THE READING OF THIS CHAPTER.*

He used the poison pill to control Claude, and Chase now had him under full control. "That poison pill is a grade three Pulse Crushing Pill used to refine and train the energy in the navel region. Your cultivation has fallen to stage-four martial lord. If you don't take care of this, you'll end up permanently wounded. This might even affect your reproductive capabilities."

It was early the next morning, I was in the kitchen chopping some fresh melon slices, while Anthony was fixing some furniture in the back. I was a little nervous about today, I mean I wanna help him after he told me how his mother used to treat him, but there's also a part of me that doesn't for obvious reasons. I finish chopping the melon as Anthony walks in taking a piece shoving it into his mouth, I shake my head picking the remaining slices up placing them in a lunchbox for the fridge.