Scruffy Looking Nerf Herder Novels & Stories

“He says he’s not allowed to help you.” “So this journey is just always hard?” Hunter whined. “I’m sick of this! Just give us the talon, Nerius.” Nerius glared at him. “Do not fling himi!” I said quickly. Nerius huffed before flying off. “So what are we going to do?” Zeke question. “Um the book...what did it say Griffons like?” I asked. “Um...to laugh!” Posy recalled. “So we just have to be funny?”

Earnest’s arm was slung comfortably around my shoulders, pulling me close against his side, his presence a warm, solid anchor. “Look,” he whispered, his voice a low murmur that vibrated against my ear. He pointed a finger towards the sky, where a particularly bright cluster of stars had begun to emerge. “That’s the constellation Orion. My grandfather used to tell me stories about it. He said it was a hunter, always chasing something.” I leaned my head against his shoulder, gazing up at the celestial display. “And what do you think he’s chasing?” I asked, a soft smile playing on my lips.

The creature swarmed by people nodded and pushed forwards, revealing itself to me. Its dazzling blue eyes were the first things to catch my attention. They had orange streaks running through them, with a gold ring around each pupil. Its long face was pointed into a snout at the end that had two fleshy nostrils breathing in the scent of me. The rubbery light green skin was patched with rainbow rings that seemed to glow in the sunlight, the rainbow hues running down the middle of each pure white nail. It had tiny rounded spikes running down its spine and jutting out from the backs of its arms but none of them could do any damage. It didn’t even have a tail to defend itself with or long fangs.

Nerrian shouted. "You're crazy!" "And you are just a tiny human that should never have come here," Nerrian snarled, reaching for me. I ducked his grasp and raced away, trying to head towards the path. In what seemed like a single jump, he cut off my escape. Nerrian grabbed my arm and started jerking me towards the portal that had begun shimmering and wavering. I dug my nails into his scales, trying to get into the tiny spaces between them, hoping the pain would be so great he would let me go. He barely flinched even when I felt the telltale warmth of his blood spilling.

Pushing silver fur off to splay and carry him up. Landing heavily on the back of one, he tore into the chords at the base of its skull. With a ferocious snarl. Balancing precariously as it tipped sideways. Flying off before it could crunch him. Dropping to all four he wound his wings tightly before pulling them into his fur in a hump that inevitably smoothed beneath his fur coat. An orange-eyed Noni stepped in his path. Jerking forward he snatched it between his teeth and shook furiously until he heard the crack of its back. Growling he pitched it aside.

"She was in glasses last night, laughing at your humourless jokes she's got a thing for you you know that. God, why do you always have to be the one with such luck? She's really pretty, and sexy. What's her name, Joshua?" Josh stays silent with a furious expression. "I won't ask again." My nails catch Jack left ears and pulls him closer. He yelps in pain, but he knows better than to struggle as I pin him at his weakest spot. "What part of back off don't you understand Jackson?" "Let go, Taylor, you're hurting me." He slowly says in deep pain. I scoff and raise an eyebrow, "Oh really? Would you prefer my teeth then?" If there is anything I hate more than bullying, it's bullying that happens u

One by one, the Ferals fell until the clearing fell silent except for the sound of Nymeris’s heavy breathing. Suddenly, her ears picked up another faint scratch. With the fluidity of an eagle, she leapt onto one of the tall trees. In seconds, she tackled a Trinax to the ground. Immediately, she went for its face, crushing its irregular, almost obscure features with both her hind legs and forelegs. In just a few minutes, she was done; the Trinax lay motionless on the ground.

“That’s it for our rushed self-defense class. You should also carry tasers, pepper spray, and a pocket knife from now on.” “This is so tiring,” Aiden admitted, breathing heavily. Macmillan ruffled his hair affectionately. “I know it is.” "But you've got this, with your little control over your pheromone and the thing you've learned from my class, you should be fine." He cleaned a little grain of sand on Aiden's cheek.

The shift is seamless, natural, as though the night itself called them forth. His gaze locks with mine—intense, unwavering, filled with an authority that commands without words. His shoulders are squared, his jaw set, and in this moment, he is no longer the man who offered me comfort and counsel. He is the Herd King, the predator who has waited over a century to claim what is his. To his left, Khael emerges, slower, his expression reverent and possessive, eyes dark with emotion so deep it feels carved from stone. His magic hums around him like a second skin, like the very earth beneath our feet yields to his presence.

I need to get him out of my mind. I got up and turned ready to walk around when I saw him again. He was still shirtless, I think he's fucking doing it on purpose. Asshole... "Yeah, but he's a sexy asshole," Merida says, making me grunt. "Shut it, Merida." I scold her, throwing a pebble across the pond, causing tiny ripples in the water. "Alpha! Play with us." a teen yells at Hunter, tossing a football at him. He catches it effortlessly, and gestures for him to run back, "Move back. Ready?" he tells the kid, making him and his friends chuckle as they run the other way.