Skylanders Wildfire Novels & Stories

Time is of the essence! Attention, everyone. We are currently facing a critical situation within our pack. Skyler, Beta Cameron's daughter; has unfortunately been rejected by her mate and pack this evening, forcing her to flee and become a rogue. I urge you all to exercise caution if you happen to encounter her. Instead of engaging in any form of aggression, please reach out to me immediately. It is crucial to be mindful that Skyler may not be in a stable mental state and could potentially react aggressively due to the overwhelming circumstances she is currently facing. Let us handle this situation with utmost care and ensure the safety of both our pack and Skyler herself.

"I'll let it finish loading—then teach it the price of learning Wildfire." The third artificial Alpha surged through the tunnel mouth just as the backup frequency completed its load. Its scent core shifted from ice blue to dark red—a perfect match for Rex's Wildfire frequency. For that single moment, it believed it had successfully matched its opponent. Rex dropped from the beam and brought the greatsword down on its head. No scent on the blade whatsoever. The backup frequency, fully loaded with the Wildfire pattern, was completely useless against pure physical attack. It had predicted Rex would use Wildfire. Had tuned every defense for scent absorption and counter-modulation. But Rex had re

I get outside the cave ,and a bunch of the warriors are trying to hold scar down with a net trap ,stopping him from flying ,I'm surprised he didn't mind link me ,bad boy scar ,he knows they're noting ,that's why he probably didn't bother , as soon as i step out a bunch of were wolves already shifted dashed towards me with their claws out . "Ozzaaaarrrrr" i said shooting a fire ball back at them sending them flying into the woods in their numbers ,scar ,charges up lifting his wings off the ground with a burst of fire and pure power that sends all the traps placed on him flying , i put the pair of shoes to his nose so he can sniff it and join in also in the search , as i hop back on him an h

Samara and Ethan frowned when they felt the power. 'Sh*t!' Darryl cursed after being slightly stunned. 'He's so cunning, bringing all those pills with him. But I must say that Lukas had gotten stronger after consuming them. I'm afraid Samara and Ethan will have a hard battle ahead even if they work together to fight Lukas.' Just then, the Wolfires howled. Subsequently, several Wolfires made their moves and attacked Lukas. While they were up in the air, they opened their mouths widely to let out their Blazing Fire Attack. The fire formed and covered Lukas.

“I need to get Keira!” “No fuckin’ way.” Those gray eyes were the color of the coldest, deadest winter in history. “You’re stayin’ right here, Zee.” “But…” She struggled in his grip, didn’t gain so much as an inch. “Scars –” “Has made his decision,” Wolf said calmly. “He’s goin’ after that baby, and if he can’t get her out, nobody can. You saw the ceiling go down, you saw how Silver and Rebel and Cowboy couldn’t get within ten feet of the fire. Scars is the guy in the mouth of the devil, and he’s fightin’ that bastard right now. You get me, baby girl? He’s it, he’s the only one who has a chance. Nothin’ any of us can do except stand here and wait and hope.”

"Mr. York, there’s a place outside of Confluence Base City. You will find all kinds of animals infected with the zombie virus there. There are also many zombies, zombie-hunting teams, and wild martial artists that enjoy seeking treasure in the Wilderness. Old Master Sandford eyed Lucas enquiringly. He did not know if Lucas would be happy with his recommendation. Lucas thought that the place seemed quite interesting and would be worth making a trip to. Lucas stayed in Confluence Base City for three more days. The Top Three Families were busy supervising the outer city’s restoration lest zombies continued to attack their city. Three days later, Lucas bade farewell to Old Master Sandford and le

The window opened. She went through the skylight. The warehouse floor was cold and vast. She moved along the east wall with the practiced speed of someone who understood that the difference between being seen and not being seen was almost always pace. She reached the east corner staging materials and assessed them rapidly. Not evidence. Equipment. The specific professional equipment of a man preparing a final move. She photographed everything and transmitted it to Lucia. "Sienna." Lucia's voice had shifted. "He was not planning to run. He was planning to burn it. The staging point. Everything connecting him to the network. He was going to disappear into the fire."

Official. Talia touched my arm. “Nova… I’m so sorry.” I stared at the screen. He’d posted it to shame me. To claim ownership. To punish me for moving on. But instead, something else sparked in my chest. Not shame. Not fear. Fire. I looked up from the phone, voice calm, eyes blazing. “He wants a war?” I handed the phone back to Talia. “Fine. Let’s give him one.”

She screamed, but it wasn’t a human sound anymore. Malick’s POV He found her in the ruins of the clearing. Not Sierra — not the girl who had once laughed, who had once kissed him with trembling courage — but a figure swallowed in fire and shadow that refused to die. The air blistered his skin. Shadows slashed at him, raking claws of fire across his chest, but he forced himself forward. “Sierra!” His voice cracked, raw with smoke. He raised his arms to shield himself, dragonfire boiling in his veins, answering the unnatural blaze before him.

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.