Taylor The Hedgehog Novels & Stories

Monroe pulled Ken excitedly and gestured at a boy not more than one seventy five centimeters tall—unique platinum golden hair and dressed very fashionably. Roy too voluntarily glanced at the said guy. Taylor Shaman. Popularly known as the Pride of Amaryllis Poker Club. The youngest genius player to climb the rank list of world class players with exceptional talents. While there are people who try to humiliate Taylor but the count is more to those who respect him for his truthfulness. "Taylor becomes handsome every time I see him." Monroe sighed dramatically. "Yeah. Even I have to admit. His looks are..." Ken paused before exclaiming. "..good."

Suddenly a spotlight is shining in my face, and I feel like a rabbit caught in the headlamps. “Ah, there she is,” Dave says in his trademark husky voice. “Dude, you didn’t say she was so damn sexy,” he continues, sending a look in Taylor’s direction. What the hell? Dave Grohl knows my name? He thinks I am sexy? No, scratch that…Dave Grohl knows Taylor and has just called him ‘dude’??? I can feel the flush across my face as hundreds of pairs of eyes are now staring in my direction.

“I didn’t know you were stopping by there.” “Yeah, I woke up early,” Taylor said, falling into step beside me as we started walking. “Couldn’t sleep. I think my neighbor’s dog is possessed or something. It barked for, like, an hour straight.” “Mmm,” I murmured, nodding. He kept talking. About the dog. About a new game he was obsessed with. About how unfair it was that teachers assigned homework like we didn’t have lives. His voice blended into the background, familiar and safe, like white noise.

Trying to keep an eye on my friends, the rogues, this smog guy and look for a possibly flaming Ellinore. Taylor is taking on two rogues at once, they are circling him, trying to get an opportunity to grab him. One makes the mistake of lunging toward his hindlegs. Taylor turns, hip checking the wolf not taking his eyes off of the wolf in front of him. Both rogues lunge at him, I can hear the feral snarls come from their chest. Onyx ducks down and grabs the one in front of him by the front leg, rolls on his back, launches him into the other rogue and they both go tumbling into the trench. Onyx rolls over and runs back into the frey. Damien and Demitri are working together to herd as many

He peeled away, grabbed her hand, and said, “Come on. We are already here. Might as well introduce you to my high school friends.” “Oh, and Drew—the guy who approached you earlier? He’s my senior from high school, the person I came here to meet,” Taylor shared. “You might think he’s good-looking, but the truth is, Drew has had multiple surgeries.” He smirked and leaned in, whispering, “Drew used to have a parrot’s nose and rabbit ears, so... yeah, don’t be too impressed. And remember, this is just a secret. Don't tell him I said so."

A small triumphant smile bloomed on my face. “You think you’re the shit huh? Les’ new pet! I looked into you and guess what, everything about you is so bland, it's boring. You and him have absolutely nothing in common. I really wonder what sorcery you pulled on him to get him to like you like that!” “No sorcery.” I replied. “Maybe he's tired of looking at your botox face and lip fillers and needs someone more natural with an actual personality rather than a fake plastic heart.” Taylor scoffed. “You think you know me?” She said trying to approach me by my men held her back. “You better go and ask about me. I can ruin you within the snap of a finger.”

Cole told me, trying to encourage me, but I was reluctant. "Okay, but why are you here?" I asked Taylor as I turned to him. "I'm a dummy," he said with a smile. "What?" "I had to train someone, so that's who we got," Cole said. "And you're okay with that?" I asked Taylor again and he shrugged. "I don't have anything else to do, and he can heal me if I get hurt. Besides, I don't have much practice when it comes to fighting, so this might help me out a bit."

He brushed the cords on the mystical artifact and opened a portal to their next destination. “In that case, ladies, let’s roll,” Taylor said and pointed to the portal. They grabbed their bags and jumped into the wormhole, anxious to find the next champion that Project Echidna was also pursuing. Taylor gazed at his arm and knew that he was more than a match for any vile creature who came his way although the future ahead of him would undoubtedly lead to more adversity. With his sister by his side and his new friend behind him, Taylor was unhinged by his unconventional upbringing and his sheltered background. From here on out, he was so much more than the champion of the blue. Taylor would be

“ we are going to go one at a time.” Faces swing toward me. Some shrink back. Some flare with defiance. The wealthy parents stiffen, as if authority should only sound one way and I’m not performing it correctly for their taste. But I’m not here to perform. Taylor stands off to the side with her brother pressed into her his small shoulders shaking in tight uneven bursts.her arms wrap around him like she is trying to shield him from the whole street.she runs her fingers through his hair long slow strokes the kind meant to soothe.

Taylor put Dino down and took the box. “He’s cute.” “Great first impression.” Meredith shook her head. “Thanks,” Taylor smirked as she opened her box. “BerryBoxy!” Taylor started munching on a chocolate covered strawberry as she strolled over to the glass looking out at Lake Michigan. “I guess you want to take a bath first?” Meredith asked, nodding at how Taylor was dressed or rather not dressed. “Hmm…?” Taylor turned around. “Why not do it all at once?” “...” Meredith thought about it. “Okay.”