Tony Earthbound Novels & Stories

Dark Signer Rainbow Dash shouted with a victorious tone “again I activate Ccaurpar Sanchez’s special ability! Eternal Slumber if one or more monsters attack Earthbound Immortal Ccaurpar Sanchez this monster can switch it to defence mode and cannot attack for 4 turns.” I look at Uru, Cusillu, Ccarayhua, Ccapac Apu, Chacu Challhua, Wiraqocha Rasca and King of the Netherworld being shacked due to Ccaurpar Sanchez’s chain ability “what the grrrr… one way or another, you will be stopped I end my turn!!” Dark Signer Rainbow Dash. Tenta and Umbra looked at me “Big Bro you have one card that they don’t have” said Tenta “that’s right, I draw” then I looked at all custom Earthbound Immortals “ready gu

"Not the same kind you have. You have movies and dramas. We don't have that much entertainment where I came from," For a moment, the alien looked a little sad. "The entertainment here is crap. Nothing to be envious about," I told him. "Nothing entertaining ever happens where I came from, so while I'm here and they haven't found me yet, I am going to enjoy the hell out of your planet, Earthling." his eyes lit up and he looked like a little kid looking forward for an adventure. Wait, who is "they" and why are "they" looking for Cy?

The ground beneath their feet was solid, and the sound of rustling leaves filled the air. As they made their way through the Earth Realm, they encountered various earth creatures that inhabited the realm. Alex used his earth manipulation to control the terrain, allowing the group to pass safely. Allan’s shadows provided cover, shielding them from the creatures. The earth creatures were massive, hulking beings made of stone and dirt. They moved slowly but powerfully, their eyes glowing with an ancient wisdom. Alex's control over the earth allowed him to redirect their paths and create barriers, keeping the creatures at bay. His connection with the earth was evident in every movement he made,

He tapped one point near the eastern boundary. “This,” he said, “is where the garden answered you.” Elena stiffened. “I didn’t speak.” Roland’s gaze was steady. “No. You existed.” Damien leaned forward. “That’s what worries me.” Roland nodded. “As it should.” He turned the map slightly, so Elena could see the faint markings etched beneath the ink—older than the pack boundaries. Older than Eldermoon itself. “Peter doesn’t need permission,” Roland continued. “He needs alignment. He listens for places where power resonates instead of pushes.”

I echo. “Oh, yes. He’s back in town now,” she beams. “Yeah, I saw him in the stands,” I admit. “I’d love to say hi,” I continue. “It’s been so long since— But my words falter as an unsettling scent wafts through the air around us: a faint, sickening mix of blood and earth. My guts twist with dread. It’s here. Dreadborn is here.

Tony dropped a bomb, “...go out with me.” **

He told me in a hard voice, then cut me off when I wanted to inject something edgewise. He turned around, walked to the door in big strides, and slammed it shut, leaving more questions in my head. ‘What was that all about?’ Tony was never rude to me. He never acted rough or treated me aggressively in the past, until now. I went up to bed. Tony and Tory’s behavior tonight played back in my head until I finally succumbed to drowsiness. The next morning, I was woken up by an earthquake. Joke. It was Oakley jumping up and down on the bed as usual while his brother nudged me awake.

Beastfolk were on the lower end of society's hierarchy. If Nathaniel's beastfolk side was revealed to the public, his company would be in danger. This was great news! I was delighted, and tears of joy streamed down my astral form's cheeks. Now I finally had dirt on him! Let's see him trying to snipe my projects now! The serpent's tail slowly coiled around me. Its chilly sensation was the polar opposite of Nathaniel's warmth. A song of ice and fire.

Fifteen years had given me the full vocabulary of his face, and the one he was wearing now was the one that meant the news was bad and already in motion and there was no version of the next sentence that wasn't going to require me to move. "She arrived at Marcus's safely," he said. I waited. "But Alpha." He crossed the room and set the tablet on the desk. The screen showing the east grid, the contact points, the patrol map, one node dark and two others repositioned in the last cycle. "Our perimeter contact in the east grid just went dark." He kept his voice even because he needed me to be functional and not reactive. "Victoria's people have been repositioning for seventy-two hours." I looked