Skylanders Bad Breath Novels & Stories

Members filed out, the room emptying until only Valentina, Axel, and two others remained—Snake and Garrett, both younger members who'd always looked up to Duke. "This is bad," Snake said. "This is war." Axel's hands clenched. "Connor just took half our brotherhood." Valentina sank into a chair. "We lost." "We lost the first round." Garrett's jaw set. "Doesn't mean we lost the fight." "What fight?" Valentina looked at him. "Half the club just voted to betray Duke. Sierra's filing murder charges tomorrow. Connor's winning." "Then we change the game." Axel pulled out his phone. "We find proof Connor's dirty. Real proof, not just suspicions. We expose him to the club, to Sierra, to everyone."

My dad’s old, sky blue Volkswagon Beetle is parked in front of the attached garage next to my mom’s SUV. “Come on,” I take his hand and lead him up the porch stairs. As we get closer, I can hear my mom calling my brother. “Are you ready?” I ask Traeger with a reassuring smile. Traeger swallows hard and nods his head. I have to say, it’s funny to see him so nervous, considering he’s a big, bad alpha that took down a whole Institute of people vent on destroying the world.

Amusement bubbling mischievously within, I quipped, "Did your mother ever take you to the dentist? Or was it her lack of love that shaped such nastiness?" The monsters towered above with their grotesque forms, yet it was not their size nor their repulsive appearance that perturbed me the most—it was the overwhelming stench that enveloped them like a sickening aura. Heaven forbid they should ever sneeze; I shuddered at the thought of the viscous slime that would surely accompany such an event. "Come on ugly monster dudes! Get a toothbrush first and then we can continue this fight!" "Hey, you grotesque brutes!" I jeered with a defiant smirk, "Ever heard of oral hygiene? Go grab a toothbrush, g

I picked up a black lipstick case from the table and opened it to reveal a small blade. I smiled and put it in my bag along with a pink lipstick case that when opened revealed a spray filled with sulfur dioxide, a very harmful gas. If it so much as lands on your skin, it causes burning, itching, and permanent scarring. I put it in but I hoped I didn't have to use it.

It was a little messy from the helmet, so I ruffled it until it looked better. It was okay. It's okay. I'm okay. Breathing out hard, I washed my hands and sanitized them before leaving, even though I hadn’t touched a single thing. On my way out, I noticed a small bowl of mints and grabbed a handful. It was my first time doing that, but I had no choice. I couldn’t see Lyric with bad breath. Returning to my table, I saw Keira taking pictures, forming a half-heart with her hand, pouting, and making peace signs. She even pretended to sip her coffee like some influencer.

Hayden thought Jasper had forbidden him because kids his age didn't do that stuff, and it made Hayden see himself as strange because he wanted to do that grown-up stuff with Jasper. So Hayden was shocked when he heard what the kids were doing it with their girlfriends. "So she allowed you to kiss her?" One of the boys nodded his head. “And it feels awesome, man.” And Hayden was shocked after hearing the stories of some boys who had done “it”. Jasper covered his mouth, causing Hayden to end up kissing Jasper's palm, which pissed him off. "Hayden, I told you that was a bad thing. You shouldn't have listened to those kids."

Not human. My breath caught sharply. The memory flickered violently. Luke looked over his shoulder. Then back at me. “Don’t let go!” His fingers tightened around mine desperately. And for one horrifying second— I saw it. Something behind him. Not a face. Not exactly. Just darkness shaped like a person. Watching. Waiting. My chest constricted painfully. Luke screamed my name. The thing moved closer. And I— I pulled my hand back. Not fully. Not intentionally. But enough.

Wi-Fi unlocked. You aren't bad until your public enemies number 1-100 are the school's bad boys/girls. - Blade tops this list. You aren't bad until even the bad boys know what you are capable of. - no denying it Blade. You aren't bad until you can walk into school whenever you wish to arrive. - I think 2:59 p.m. is a bit too early, don't you? You aren't bad until you have your own motto- mines "wake up, breathe in, cause mayhem."

He whispers with the sickest grin that makes me want to hurl. “Well, absolute evil?” They turned to me, Stephan’s eyes shining with greed before he turned back to Helen. “The best skincare.” “Can you two please stop your nonsense? Please? Before I throw something against your dumb skulls. Or I shoot myself in the eyes.” Please go ahead and do it; I’d pay to see it. I thought. Asher turned to me again, eyes shining with more anger than I’d ever seen in those icy orbs. My breath faltered, and I took a step back on instinct.

"I don't like you talking to your new neighbor." "Get out..." "What?" "Don't tell me what to do," she said defensively and got up and go to her bathroom to put on a fresh pair of underwear. Yegor was wearing his pants already and she throws him his shirt while still mumbling about how controlling he was. "Kiska," "He's a freaking boring architect who draws all day and offered to leave my Gus at his just because he has a Himalayan." "Himalayan?" "A cat breed! see, this is why! I've checked his credentials and he's good, he's not a freaking threat! unlike you!"