Skylanders Wildfire Novels & Stories

He kicks at me, but I roll away, snatching Marisol’s fallen cuchillo. “Fire, in the hole Uncle D!", I screamed just in time to watch Gwo Pistoleer's zippo arc through the air, already lit—flung from the tree line where Lou Nwa lurks. The fuel ignites. Flames race up the Harley’s frame, swallowing the swarm. Butterfly wings pop like firecrackers, venomous ash raining down.

But the girl didn’t stop stalking towards her, instead she threw back her arm and released a bright, raging ball of fire directly her way. Skylar threw herself to the side, just about dodging the hit. But Serena didn’t stop, she continued aimlessly throwing spurts of fire at the redhead, barely giving Skylar a chance to avoid being caught. Skylar continued rolling against the grass bed beneath her, attempting to avoid the magic at all costs until she felt a sudden spurge of pain against her left thigh. She cried out loudly as the pain struck, beckoning her body to heal as quickly as it could, but Serena continued to throw harm her away. Being led blindly by her rage, she barely noticed the s

Becca’s POV ‘They won’t stop coming, ' Skye yelled while plunging fist into the throat of a creature that looked like a rabbit-toad hybrid. ‘We’ll take them, we can take them,” Cole rasped back with a wolfish snarl. “Bad idea wolf boy” Skye retorted,fizzing through the arena with the speed of a man bullet.”They won’t die. If we continue like this, we’ll be the ones to die here”

As witches, their curriculum was different from that of the weres. "Umm... A few months ago, my parents died in a explosion caused by an out-of-control baby Phoenix. As you know while not as powerful as Dragon fire, it's just as stubborn. It took them four hours to put it out. Didn't matter anyways because they were already dead in the first hour. I couldn't bear living in the same town where they died so I moved." Skye explained making Olive tear up almost immediately.

The sounds of swords clashing is heard as bodies fall down on the royal grounds dead. Colour red surrounding them as screams accompanied the brutal slashes. "Run Volkan! Go and save father!" Volkan's brother Jordan screams, while fighting the hunters who surrounded the royal estate. Volkan nods, looking back at the big castle he called home. Changing into his wolf form Volkan runs towards the castle, dodging and killing the human hunters on his way. To only have his paws stop as he sees a big fire lighting up in the right towers of the estate. The very place where there rooms were located.

Both the extremely angry sword intent and Asura Path required fire property as their foundation. Omar Pine was a combination of water, fire, and wind. In this way, Caspian even suspected that this nest of Red Willow Fire Scorpions was not enough. After a series of calculations, Zoila Yellow, who had just heard what Caspian said, was almost scared out of his mind. From Caspian's words, he actually wanted to capture all of the Red Willow Fire Scorpions in one fell swoop? How long did Caspian plan to spend here?

Then she pulled her sleeves, and a few of her scars from cigar's butt burn showed. Lambert smokes cigars, and he would make fun of Flora's milky white skin and pinkish skin whenever he feels stressed over anything. He would release his anger on her by pressing his lit cigar on her fleshy arm, next to her armpits, so she could hide them. Or on her fleshy thighs, also somewhere she could easily hide them, not to show even when she wears a decent length of skirt or dress. These kinds of burns would usually heal without scars, but as they became repetitive, her scar tissues became thick and noticeable on her skin.

However, we are wild beings, with an insane hunger and need for freedom, it is imposible to cage us, we are the definition of wild, trying to supress our wolves has never ended well for us, It could be like a split personality, the wolf in us, it takes time to merge, it gets harder and painful if we try to supress it, and unlike myths, we do not need to kill to activate it, because contrary to popular belief, it is not a curse, but a gift, a blessing. "Hi," I hear, and turn my gaze to the person, I see a young woman. "Hello." I smile at her, her eyes widening. "Hi," She smiles, then chuckles with embarassment at her repetition, I just stare at her with renewed interest, waiting as she ges he

“So, I thought hard and well. If Hon thinks having dangerous allies by his side would win him this war, then he hasn't really seen real danger.” I turned to Sinclair, "Alpha Sinclair here has something more dangerous than shapeshifters. Something unimaginably mind-blowing.” "What is it?” one of the elders asked impatiently. "Wildfire,” I replied. Another round of murmurs echoed through the room. I let them for a moment. Then Alpha Andrew ordered silence, “Wildfire has long been in extinction because of the awful damage it caused in the past. Its source was completely destroyed. How did you manage to have them in your possession?" He asked, his voice calm yet it dripped with curiosity.

Only five minutes and the room not far from the company was going to be blown to pieces. Tomas smiled as soon as he was given the authority to blow up the place, from no more than twenty meters away he could already see all the people celebrating with Erika with the help of his binoculars. They all looked very happy. “I'm very sorry, miss, but orders are orders.” And without further ado, he lowered the binoculars and from his pants pocket he took out the control, activating the explosives. The explosives had only two minutes marked on them. And in the living room a young woman smiling with all the men to whom he had promised changes. In the company Valeria laughing at what was about to happe