Red X Silver Angry Birds Novels & Stories

Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face. "That confirms it" Crystal stated like it was the best news she had heard so far "Oh I can hear wedding bells already" Whoa. Pause. What?. That is way too far. "What do think their babies will look like?" Crystal asked dreamily. "They will probably have Kamara's awesome brown skin and Chris's hot blue eyes and the girls must have that awesome body and great behind that will make guys ask for death" "Ladies please" I put my hands over my ears "nothing of that sort will happen"

When we get outside, I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Ancalagon is flying in fast, something enclosed in his talons, screaming in pain. But what is most surprising and has all of us stopping to stare are the two small dragons that are dive-bombing Ancalagon, one emerald green and one ruby red, both of them screaming angrily at him.

Ava had tried to explain why the silver bloods should have been the first line of action, the casualties would be reduced, but now… I shook my head in anger, my breathing increased with all the energy that had been dispelled in fighting and more to go as they never stopped coming. “We need to retreat,” Ava suggested as she must have also noticed our dwindling number, “There's no way we can beat them all on our own,” she said in between gasps. Her silver locks had been coated with a red taint of her enemies, her eyes glowed a deep blue color that reflected the moonlight in them.

Stay alert, I projected, hoping the new mental link Merek spoke of was working. The puck dropped. The game was a blur of violence. I played like a man possessed, using my wolf-heightened reflexes to dance around the defense, but my nose was twitching. Between the scent of sweat, popcorn, and cheap beer, there was a sharp, metallic tang. Silverfangs. I looked around, searching and got them. Mid-way through the second period, I saw them. Four men in dark jackets, moving toward Raven’s section with a synchronization that didn't belong to humans.

“Avenge our fallen comrade!” The angry crusaders penetrated the werewolf with multiple silver tip arrows which wounded it beyond its fatal limitations. Together with their lust for vengeance, they cut open the beast’s chest and pulled out its beating heart. The heart was so heavy that it required extra pair of hands to toss it into the pyre along with the rest of its corpse after they sliced it into smaller pieces for easier transport. “Burn to ash you demonic freak!” “Go back to hell where you came from!” “I honour my pledge to wipe all manner of abomination from the face of the earth!” “Burn! Burn! Burn!”

Ravi didn't care about their past, but such disrespect was unacceptable. Thunderous laughter erupted from Adrian. He advanced closer to Ravi, who refused to divert his gaze from the intense eyes of the silver-haired man. Adrian's wings spread wide, failing to intimidate Ravi into fear. Instead, Ravi stepped forward and growled, "You better do what you want soon; I'm truly disgusted by looking at you."

In fact, she maintained her speed, for time was her enemy today – more than anything else. As the shaking of the ground she was running tripled, Sylvia the Angry used the pile of corpses in her way by using it to increase her momentum. The moment she reached the top of the three-meter pile, she jumped. On cue, the ground of what used to be the arena’s stage cracked open and her familiar roared its presence. Her gryphon, a gigantic beast which was part lion and part hawk, immerged from the ground. As her body freefall, her familiar caught her on time. Now, Sylvia was now riding her gryphon which switched from running to flying the next second.

Rayline. I glanced down at the notebook to see the notes I had scribbled : Hazel = fear, anxiety — Green = envy/ jealousy? Orange = annoyance — Red = lust, anger Pink = ? — Yellow = happy? Blue = sadness. Silver =? Healing? Speed? Strength? I immediately slammed the notebook down and put my hand on it. At the same time, I closed my textbook, which was still open on the chapter about mythical creatures, and pushed all my notes aside as a wave of panic spread through my body.

that he has feelings for me all this time? I was about to answer when Silver groaned. "fuck, I thought that I would die earlier," Redx and I shout at him, "If you were normal you won't do that stunt yet your stupid so don't expect that you would be alive if you do the next time!" "hahaha, what are we now? joining together to defeat me? hahaha it's unfair"

The giant glass spider the Eraser shrieked as the wall of gold light hit it. It tumbled backward through the dark void of the server, its glass legs snapping like dry twigs. I gripped Bryan’s hand, my feet finally touching the floating platform of code. I couldn't stop staring at the woman standing next to Silas. She had my face, my height, and the same small scar on her chin. But her eyes weren't gold or brown. They were a burning, brilliant red. And behind her, two wings made of flickering orange fire stretched out, lighting up the darkness of the digital world.