Skylar Lab Rats Novels & Stories

“What could possibly have you so chirpy?” Serena opened her mouth to answer but was interrupted by a loud crash erupting from outside. Skylar’s eyes widened as the realisation sunk in. “Oh, I see.” She raised her chin as she narrowed her eyes. “You think your wolfie mate can save you.” Skylar barked out a laugh as she turned on her heel. “He won’t be able to save you when he’s dead, sweetie.” The amused expression dropped from Serena’s face as she watched Skylar dart up the stairs, heading to where her mate and friends were.

In other words, these hood rats were basically shooting themselves in the foot. If Frank really lost his patience, they would not even know what killed them in an instant. "Ugh…" Skyler sighed lengthily at the thought.

Rosetta cried. Annie engulfed her in her arms again and they both cried in each other's arms. ** "This looks good than a place meant for experiment."Skyler complimented. Larry rolled his eyes. "Yeah, right?."he scoffed. Skyler turned to him. "That was just a beautiful comment,you don't have to be grumpy about it."he said. "Let's get to work. That's the first thing I did. I mixed it up with some..."Larry was still talking when Skyler went to what he pointed at and grabbed the plastic.

E see that they have succeeded, they then kill all but a select few of the supernatural army they had put together. Riley and Skylar are two of the prisoners that they kept. Though Skylar is a human, she is just a shell of herself and a personal servant to the CEO of S.D.E. Riley was drawn to Skylar, though he didn't know why, and she ended up making a fascinating toy for Riley. While Riley has fallen into the thrill of bloodlust, drinking and raping Skylar made him extremely dangerous.

Ha, the poor rat must've gotten lost! As I place the next tray of meat on the cart, I hear a shrill, "Amelia! Amelia, come quick!" I turn around and see Lena clinging to the frame of the door, her face a pale as the silk table cloth in front of me. Rolling my eyes, I do a slow jog out of the kitchen and follow her down the hallway. While we get closer and closer to the foyer, I can see clearly through the doorway now. Skylar laying unconscious on the cool marble floor.

Over the course of five years, I was tortured repeatedly—my limbs broken and reset, my flesh sliced open, and my body completely ruined. In order to survive, I was reduced to fighting dogs for food. When I truly felt I could barely hold on any longer, I went to great lengths to steal Dr. Harding's phone. I tried to get Eliza to bring me home, but what I got in return was her immediate refusal. "You must pay the price for what you've done. Just stay there and be the test subject for Christopher's drugs. And quit plotting to come back and replace him!"

"What's happening down there?" "Um, um!" Henry stuttered. "Rats!" Jack said, and Henry shot him a surprised look. "There are rats in the lab! Lots of them." "Rats?" Mr. Richard said, sounding alarmed. Jack and Henry nodded. "Yes, dad," said Henry. "God knows I can't stand rats!" Mr. Richard said, entering his office as one of his guards opened the door for him. "Now's your chance to run!" Jack whispered. "Dude, find out why he's here!" Henry whispered back and headed for the lab.

I can barely stand upright. Skylar: rubbing it in my face now? FUCK OFF!! Rabbit: ;P Skylar: wait so if you got dicked by your professor(HE WAS MINE!)…what about hawk-man?

Before I knew it, Artemis was rising to her hind legs, her front paws raised at Skylar. ‘Rest well,’ I heard the strange voice in my head before an invisible force slammed into Skylar right as she decided it was best to run. It slammed her to the ground, picked her up, and whipped her back down. Then repeated the motion several times until a shelf collapsed atop the wolf. Artemis went back on all fours, snarling at the rubble Skylar was buried underneath. She was pawing at the rubble when the door opened to let in Jabari and two warriors, Gavin included.

“Mean motherfucker needs to die. I offered to help Nadia pull a ‘Good-bye Earl’ on him, but she wouldn’t go for it.” “You offered to kill the man with poisoned black-eyed peas?” Annie grinned. “Or a poison kiss with a black powder Smith and Wesson. Whatever works.” Sky shook her head. “Forget I asked.” With a resigned sigh, Skylar plopped on the floor in front of the first box. An hour later ninety-nine percent of it was in the trash. She eyed the other eleven boxes. Maybe she ought to save herself a bunch of time and just chuck the whole works.