Scruffy Looking Nerf Herder Novels & Stories

"I ask my friend who was dating Jace now,he describe you just right.I'm surprise Jace went this low,emo was far enough" That was rude. "You're rude,I don't even know you,I'm surprise Jace dated a jerk like you". "Kid,you're a nerd,you're like a shrimp,you hair is too long for your own good and you don't look like you're even 14.I bet you don't even curse.Jace always went for hot muscular guys that plays sports like me".his smirk got wider "What are you trying to say?".i glare a the jerk. "You're a rebound".he ruffles my hair and I swat his hand away. "and not a good one".

Not while my brothers still breathed. A small squeak interrupted my thoughts. The Nyri, from earlier scurried out from under her blanket, his silver fur bristling with irritation. He climbed onto her hair, glaring at me fiercely with narrowed golden eyes. “Big tree man,” he hissed in his tiny growling voice. “Why are you touching her?” I chuckled softly despite the tears burning in my eyes. “I’m helping her heal...um,” "Nylo. My name is Nylo," He snapped.

As the final one was about to hit Olivia, a hand reached at from the barrier before it diminishes. Revealing himself to be a humanoid made with turquoise skin, fins for ears and large yellow eyes. The young folklore was a green cadet uniform, similar to Scott’s only with a white streak in the middle and a red Scarf around his neck. On the left side of his chest laid a red “L” shaped badge. “Roge Nest,” Scott smirked. “It’s been a while.” “Missed you too, Nollax,” Roge said as the spear shattered in his hand.

"Why?" "I don't know," he scratched the back of his neck. "I think nerds are the only people that can make others feel pretty stupid." He smiled. I knew I should not return his smile, considering he had a lot of tattoos on his arms, not to mention he had his bottom lip pierced. Yet I shoved those thoughts away and smiled back at him. "I guess you're right." ⚯͛ ϟ △⃒⃘ 1DNarry4ever [jess]: does anyone see Autumn? I couldn't find her.

“Hyerin Delaxa. I know a lot about you. So don't teach me manners or you will end up miserable. You too, please take care of your attitude with Neron.” That person immediately left when he finished saying that. If only Hiery didn't stop me I'd already make sure my face was clawed. I took a huff and saw Dzrilla's shocked gaze. "So there you have it. I guess that guy was a fan of Neron. I was also surprised that one of them would go this far. I hope you are careful, many of them can turn into acute level paparazzi and stalkers." “Aish…, even though Neron is not an actor, singer or even an idol. They look like fanatical fans."

Hernie’s mushroom mask was basically a gas mask with some kind of filter function and a hat that seals his face in a clean, filtered space so that spores would not irritate his eyes. “Maybe later,” Zen mumbled. Although he was now very loved among puffballs, Zen had to kill twenty puffballs. Referencing Hernie’s research map, he located the nearest puffball variant spawning location and quickly made his way over. The cries of sad regular puffballs behind the gamer amused many viewers. [The Godfather is amused by the new nursery you’ve founded in the dungeon. You have been awarded 100 credits.]

the boy said as he recalled how they were jumping left and right in the beginning like they were rabbits. "If you moved like them, you would die from dehydration," Nerida commented sarcastically while a yawn escaped her mouth. After watching them for hours, she had started to become bored. "Even if you don't care, pretend to show a little compassion, at least!" "Why?" "Why, indeed," Sirius muttered when he thought of his friend's personality. He was already lucky enough she wasn't mocking him during the training. Asking for more was too greedy!

I’m on my knees in the next second, half to avoid any hits to my upper half abdomen hard because I can’t hold myself up anymore. My vision becomes blurry. My healing still slow as fuck. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that’s been fucked up with. I’m thinking of going for the last possibility option and shifting when a familiar voice fills my eardrums. “Wait, hold fire! Stop!” Ryker comes running from between the trees. He’s dressed ready for war in his armour and holds a shield. “Hold fire!!!” He shouts again, still running toward me. He’s right by my kneeling form when I feel my body free fall backwards and the world turns black again.

Before the Sky Had Rules Below it, smaller script shifts languages every heartbeat: Welcome, oath-bound. You were expected. A figure drops from the arch (no wings, just air deciding gravity is optional). Tall, bronze skin, white hair braided with tiny bells of petrified lightning. Board shorts, bare feet, and a university hoodie that reads Property of Aerie Skate Team – Champions of the Void 2027. He lands on a beat-up longboard that hovers an inch off the sand and rolls to a stop in front of me. Stranger (grinning like he’s been waiting his whole life for this):

Valen’s eyes light up, an easy target for our next meal since we’ve just finished off his last catch. Silently, I watch him. Blue gathers around Valen’s hands, and expertly, he forms the Neron into a spear. It lengthens and flattens. He makes a V with his thumb and index finger, aiming himself. His other hand draws back, pulling back his spear. And when his aim is true, he releases the Neron. The creature drops dead, not even having to experience any pain. We collect the berries, adding them to our bounty. Carefully, we set the collection bags aside, next to our beast, and we both head down to the lake’s shore.