The Legend Of Spyro Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

She had never been such a lusty creature! "What did I do? I sent a big spider, crawling under his pants. I did." He said with a serious look on his face and Rory shook her head with a laugh. Dam. He did! "The poor idiot had nightmares about those spiders, his Guardian Angel told me. I didn't care." Azak shrugged and Aurora giggled loudly. She couldn't stop imagining James screaming and pulling his pants off, crying about the spider. It was just too precious. She felt wicked and wild just thinking about it.

They knew the Lycan leader has something to say. "We've been in this land for ages and we've never experienced such powers like the one we saw today. So now, I want you guys to train harder than you always do. Make sure you get stronger, because this is the dawn of a new age!" The Lycan leader announced. ***** Vic teleported beside Spiro who was drinking from a river. He heard him talking about something. "Gosh, that was a close one. I've never seen someone with that kind of power. I guess I need to find out how to learn a lightning ability. And I will be the most feared person of my village, yeh!" Spiro shouted with joy.

Sera took a deep breath, preparing to reveal a crucial detail. "Jasper isn't born an ordinary lynx," she disclosed. "He's a hybrid—a mix of Warlock and lynx. Fearing he might be discovered and kidnapped, Blaine cast a spell on his own son, concealing Jasper's true nature and giving him the appearance of an ordinary human. The spell is designed to automatically lift during the Black Moon coinciding with his 18th birthday. By then, he should have been found by his mate, even if Jasper doesn't recognize them yet."

I launched myself into the air, the black smoke forming wings that weren't made of feathers but of pure void. "No!" the Original Lyra shrieked. She lunged forward, trying to stab the spear into her own heart. "He belongs to me!" I was faster. I hit her like a falling mountain. We crashed into the silver machinery at the base of the Spire. The spear flew from her hand, skidding across the floor. I pinned her down, my purple-stained fingers digging into her white dress. "You wanted to be the only one?" I hissed. I leaned close to her ear. "Now you’ll be the first one to die."

he said, his voice carrying a note of curiosity. My lips curled into a sly smile as I leaned even closer, my eyes locking onto his. "Do you doubt the stories, Soren?" I asked my tone teasing, the dominance in my voice palpable. "Do you question whether the Lycan Lord of Chaos stands before you, or have the legends truly shaken your faith?" His eyes wavered for a moment, caught between his doubts and the legends that had shaped his clan's beliefs for generations. It was a moment of uncertainty, and I intended to seize it to reaffirm the faith in my name and my legacy.

The Spire, once a distant threat, now loomed closer, its presence a constant reminder of the dangers that lay ahead, and the ever-present shadow of their missing friend. As they drew closer, the ground began to tremble. The air crackled with energy, and the scent of sulfur filled their nostrils. The Forgotten Spire was waking up, and with it, the whispers of the prophecy grew stronger. Aria felt a shiver run down her spine, not just from the cold. The closer they got to the Spire, the stronger the pull of the Crimson Heart, the more intense the visions of past lives. Images of love, loss, and the eternal struggle between good and evil flashed before her eyes, leaving her disoriented and afra

I tell him, holding his gaze. I refuse to be intimidated any longer. If this vampire wants to go against me, I know a really good sun spell that will knock his ass back a few paces. “That explains how you came to work for Beta Trevor, but not Beta Gwen,” Alpha Wyatt says. “Beta Gwen learned from her father. Her threats were just as valid as his.” I say. “Can’t you just undo your little spell?” Phiren, the elf, asks, just as condescendingly as Alpha Wyatt.

People were confused about the happenings as things like this has never happened before, She raised her right hand to the sky this time, her eyes has turned to red as her body shook in terror "I Princess Shebba of Harlet Moon Pack Reject you Eden Arastol as my mate, I strip myself of every mate bond and connection I have with you, I reject you a thousand times" She ended dangerously and brought down her hand. Pain shook through me as I felt electrocuted, I fell on my knees in pain, as the mate bond stripped and left my body. Only my groans can be heard. My face was forcefully held up, as I look to see its the Betta's daughter

"When the guards left my cell unlocked this morning, the call grew stronger. It was impossible to resist. I was going to sneak out of the dungeon and disappear in the chaos of the battle, but my wolf had other plans. It was like a trance for me. She led me deeper into the dungeons, where I found a small chamber. There was a pedestal, and on it, a silver urn, and a dagger." "And your wolf was in the urn?" He asked. "Yes, stop interrupting me," I said. "Sorry. I'm just too curious," he replied. I was a bit surprised at his easy apology, but I let it slide and continued my story. "I still don't know how I knew what to do. I guess her influence on my mind was strong. I slit across my hand with t

A memory of the day I fell into his lap while watching Harry Potter floated to the top of my mind. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I smirked, “Do you remember the time I fell into your lap at the Moon Shadow pack house?” “Of course, we were watching a Harry Potter marathon with a bunch of people and you tried to escape me, but instead you fell right into my lap. Literally knocked the sense out of me, I was just glad you didn’t feel how turned on I was.” Jasper grimaced. “Really? You were so mean to me back then.” I pouted, looking away from his face.