Skylanders Bad Breath Novels & Stories

Despite being a part of this pack since birth and growing up within its confines, I have perpetually sensed a sense of detachment, as if I am not truly a part of it. I deeply regret the lack of control I have over my own life. Greetings, I am known as Skyler, a seventeen-year-old individual who possesses the unique ability to transform into a werewolf. I possess an unquenchable thirst for the thrill of the hunt and the taste of fresh blood. My appearance is characterized by my brown hair and captivating silver eyes, which often necessitate the use of sunglasses to shield myself from the painful rays of sunlight. Additionally, I must navigate the challenges posed by the Jocks and the notoriou

“WHERE IS ASLAN?!” Skylar suddenly let out a loud shout. His voice sounded different this time. It was as if a powerful force were causing the hearts of those who heard it to automatically feel as though they were being squeezed tightly. Skylar’s pheromones radiated uncontrollably alongside his overwhelming, intimidating aura.

Skye soon noticed that the cauldron was releasing a putrid smell to his dismay, immediately Skye groaned loudly as he covered his nose in disgust. “What is that?!” Skye yelled in surprise as he went to open a window, raising a brow Anberine stared at him blankly from where she sat. “It’s a spot remover potion” Anberine replied blankly while watching Skye as continued to cover his nose, hot tears streamed down his face thanks to the unbearable smell. “Did the teacher assign you to make that abomination? How are you able to deal with that smell?” Skye cried in disgust as he fanned the smell away from the room.

“Make it quick, Rocky. We need to make sure Zara and Lavender-” Before I can finish my thought, a heavy power tackles me from behind, throwing me to the ground. The wind gets knocked out of me, but when I try to get a breath in, the scent of deer piss assaults my nose, making me gag. I try to roll over, but my attacker is much heavier than me. A hard elbow to the back of my head lets me know it’s Skylar. It was his signature move when we were kids and I couldn’t defend myself. Now that we are adults, the blow makes me see spots.

He then began to reveal that wolves are allergic to wolfsbane, known for its toxicity, which could cause severe burns upon contact and potentially fatal illness if ingested. Sky, overwhelmed with fear, began to cry, her breath coming in short gasps. The antagonist approached the cage, inquiring about her well-being. As he unlocked the cage and stooped down, Sky seized the moment, delivering a swift kick to his groin. He collapsed, gasping and howling in agony. Regaining his footing, he shouted for assistance to apprehend her. Shay, realizing she was trapped at a dead end, halted in despair.

Of course, I was up to something and yes I was up to no good. I raised my hands in surrender. “Yes, you got me I am up to no good. And that’s because I have been pressured to go back to being the bad girl.” She squealed. “No way! You’re really going to finally get back at the Bad Boys Club for humiliating you?” I nodded. She covered the space between us and hugged me while screaming loud enough to burst my eardrums. “Yes! Now we can have some drama liven this place up.” She pulled back and looked up into my face. “Tell me all about it! What have you got planned? “

Kane moans loudly and sinks to the bed. Breathing heavily, and refusing my help, he lifts his legs on the mattress and lies back against the mountain of pillows I stacked up against the headboard. The scent of the Yarrow and Witch Hazel mixing in with his blood hangs heavy in the air. I try not to scrunch up my nose as I get on the bed, but my revulsion is impossible to hide. “Sorry,” he says. “I know it smells bad.”

I say, looking between the two of them. “I’m sorry. Were you speaking? I think you need to get another hit of the helium balloon; you're losing your squeak.” Trevor says, rolling his eyes at me. Okay, I’m done with both of them. I turn around, raise my tail, and release my spray. When they start coughing and screaming, I laugh. Maybe being a skunk for a while won’t be such a bad thing. I bet they think twice before disrespecting me again. ____________________

He put his arms around me and hugged me closer. "What's wrong, baby?" he whispered. "Bad girl at the party threatened me to steal you away from me, so I'm going to make you feel so good that you won't think about anyone else but me," I pouted. "Bad girl? What bad girl? Remind me to send her a thank-you note later," he chuckled. "That black-haired witch!" I exclaimed. "Who...oh, do you mean Shelby? Why would she try to steal me?" he sounded confused.

Questioned Marco, the bottle smelled awfully stink. "It's months old socks water with a spoonful of salt, pepper and lemon juice" She explained deviously. "That's disgusting, I don't even want to know where you got that dirty sock from," Steff voiced making the others agree with him. "Hey, you don't have to drink it, all you have to do is tell the honest truth and do the dare given. It's that simple plus if you tell a lie that we may not know is a lie then you'll be cursed with bad luck for the rest of your life"