Quill Hedgehog Novels & Stories

Hawk held him in place as he growled in his face. "My problem?" Hawk sneered. He scoffed as he looked up at Quill's sweaty, messy hair, then at the faint Hickie that had started to appear on his neck. Quill noticed how Hawk's eyes lingered on the mark Lilly had put there. He was impressed that she was perceptive enough to pick up on how much he liked the attention on his neck. Then he loved how her focus seemed to stay there after. Along with her mouth, tongue, teeth, lips... Quill tried not to smile as the image flashed in his mind.

“So, what is he?” Georgia’s voice jolted her from her musings as she stared into the fire and her eyes snapped to hers with a raised brow. Her mug of hot chocolate abandoned on the coffee table still half full. Georgia was full of questions and curiosity but had kept it reserved for her sake as she listened to her story. “The boy?” She questioned further. “Isn’t it obvious?” Adelaide questioned her back with a frown. “He’s a High Alpha.”

Illina explained with a smile on her face. Emma stared at the animals in shock. She had seen a hedgehog before, but not a streaked one. “We have hedgehogs too,” she cut in, glancing between the animals and Illina with shock. “I just haven’t seen any streaked ones. How on earth do they exist, and we don’t see them?” Illina chuckled. “There are a lot of things that exist you may not know. Come on, you can hold them if it pleases you.”

Quill, if they were to find out that they were infected by a colony of insects. Even as she tore her own hair, her pupils dilating and unfocused, her sentries took her away. For them, time—and survival—was of the essence. They had to rush Ms. Quill home now and call for the best doctors across Bralog to save her. Otherwise, she would lose her mind even before the brocade mites ate her from the inside out. Nonetheless, after Ms. Quill and her sentries were gone, someone started clapping in Mobius' room.

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.

“It’s still warm, I would say the fight happened only 15 minutes ago.” “These quilix died in fighting circles,” Hussin said, surveying the carnage. “It is our most used tactic for our primarily non-combat nest members. Whatever did this used raw power to overcome all present.” “To slay this many buggies, thing must be strong,” Grub said, kneeling down next to another crazak and running his hand over its limbs, tracing the deep gouges in its tough chitin with his finger. “This buggy was ripped in pieces. With strong buggy shell, takes much strength. Grub thinks more than what wonky leg could do.”

A shiver passes down my spine at the ruthlessness in them. “Come along,” Dr. Brown looks at me and I get to my feet. I follow her out of the office and as soon as we’re at a safe distance, I blurt out, “This Moreglias thing, Quill might also have drank it tonight.” Dr. Brown goes still, “How do you know?” “Well, I – the thing I drank, the same thing was waiting for us in the shack just by the entrance of the tunnels. He drank some of it but I knocked the rest out of his hand.”

"A lot of other Alphas have been here, seeking the same solution. My weapons are only made to kill wild animals and not these things you all claimed you have seen." Quill looked at me and I shook my head. It was obvious the news hadn't reached this side of Veridian. "You haven't tried that yet to know whether it's going to work or not." "So do you want to take one of my spears to go try it out or not?" The old man with graying hait snorted at Quill. Was our coming here in vain? There wasn't even anything in his little hurt showing that he was a hunter. Maybe it was in the other smaller cottages. But not in this one, as it was only made up of a bamboo bed and two bamboo chairs Quill and I wer

Thousands of hedgehogs filled the labyrinthine passages below. In the northeastern, the Five Great Shaman families included the Whiten family, known for their hedgehogs, which were legendary for curing all kinds of ailments. Those hedgehogs were scurrying among the cursed and poisoned people, treating them. Many had already woken up, looking around in terror, their worldviews shattered. "You're here. Don't panic. With me around, nothing will happen to you!" Arthur's voice echoed, surprising Chad. Looking at the old man, Chad saw a pure white hedgehog perched on his shoulder.

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.