Skylanders Novels & Stories

And for once, I've never felt so happy to hear that ringtone in my life. A silent sigh leaves my lips before I hear Dad groan, pulling his phone out of his pocket and answering the call. I forgot to mention that mindlinks only works in werewolves when we see each other eye-to-eye. Mates, on the other hand, can mindlink each other whenever they want and no matter where they are. I guess that's just the way the bond works. Whoever you are, thanks for the save. "What do you want, Cole?"

Probably should work on that, too. After the first bell rings the noise level subsides a few decibels and I notice Skylar's leaning against the locker next to me looking down at his phone. I try to be a good girl and pick up a few pieces of paper, wondering why he's still here. "You can go," I say. "I'll see you at lunch." He looks up at me as if he's hearing me for the first time. "Oh," he shakes his head, "yeah, okay." He smiles. "I'm playing Minecraft with a dude in Sweden. He's fucking great at it."

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

He could do nothing but to obey her wish. Skyler took Lucifer to an arcade, the claw machine was located at the farthest end as they strode towards it as usual Skyler was holding Lucifer's hand. “ What game is this ? ” he asked her with raised brows. ” Watch and learn ” Skyler said and Lucifer stood behind her to see what she wanted to do with his hands in his pocket. Skyler rolled up her invisible sleeves up and stick out her tongue, she slot in a coin into the machine and started playing.

“Thanks, Mark. It will be fun. It will awaken the child in you. Was there a child inside him? Mark's grandparents took him to museums and science, but not to places like Disneyland. As for action gures and video games other children played with, he was brought up to believe they were a waste of time. Playing was a waste of time. And now here he was, walking into a tourist spot that was sort of Cheesy Jurassic Park, where models of prehistoric creatures painted in full color howlers hid among the jungle foliage. "Look at the baby Triceratops," Jenna yelled as she pulled him out to see the little creatures that he had to admit they were cute, supposedly coming out of cracked eggshells. “They l

I said to Conrad. “Mummy! Mummy, wait.” Skye suddenly whooped. “Why? Is there a problem?” I asked. “Look, Mummy.” He pointed to a dark gray car next to this car. It must be Lance’s new car, his new collection of expensive cars. “Wow! That car is a rare Mummy. There are only five of them in the whole world.” Skye happily told a story while not taking his eyes off the car. “I can’t believe I’ll see it in person, mummy!”

“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.

Luca grits out. Seyla and the red-head giggle. "Do you have a boyfriend waiting for you at Skyless Keep, or are you free game, Thalorien?" Luca now clearly agitated rolling his eyes. I don't think I've ever seen Luca upset. This could be fun. "If I was free game, I wouldn't be free game to you, Rowan," I bark out. Seyla bursts out laughing. "What do you mean 'if'?" Luca asks.

"Because if I'm going into a room full of monsters who view me as a steak dinner, I'd rather not go in looking like an offering." Paoli chuckled. “Does the meaning really matter?” “It does to me,” she said stubbornly. “All right, then," Paoli surrendered with a sigh. "Mortals wear white to signify they're pure. Vampires wear red to signify the blood, and werewolves wear black to signify the night.” She looked at William with the slightest teasing sparkle in her eyes. “Do you wear stripes, then?” she smirked. William chuckled slightly. “I wear gray.”

Somehow, Adams had twisted my favorite game into something deadly. Every attempt he made to kill me nibbled at my confidence. Adrenaline made my senses sharper, suppressed the fear and made me faster. I knew he would kill me if he found me. I wouldn't make it out alive. A stone whistled past my ear and struck a pine tree by my left. He had started using the catapult and from the distance and aim, he was good. I zigzagged through tress and a low branch hit my face so hard, my vision blurred a bit. I didn't have time to examine the scratch neither did I have spare energy for that.