Waluigi Novels & Stories

Louis Reginald Sparks, twenty-seven-year-old vocalist of the band Run Up My Galaxy, charming and a minion of fate, like any normal person, loved surprises. In fact, I used to love it. His younger brother Tom is too. However, the surprises presented by their common beloved woman with the gentle nickname Kitsune sometimes made them pretty nervous.

Dante said, as I kept my eyes on the phone, my heart racing against my ribcage as I tried processing what he was saying. “Why?” I asked, frowning in confusion “regardless whatever it is, why would he be doing such a thing?” “I’m not sure, we’re yet to find anything about him” Dante said, looking at me, studying my expression as I handed him the phone. He took it from me and scrolling through it again, he handed me the device and I frowned when I saw the picture of Giovanni’s car, and Mattia standing in what looked like the inside of his parking, his back to the car as he smoked a cigarette “he’s an Alpha, Alpha Nicolas to be more specific, and I don’t know why, but I have reason to believe

"I'm not sure. I know my mate is waiting for me somewhere and I must find him." Roland came out to my father when we first returned to the Everglades. My father wrapped him in his giant arms and told him he loved him. For a man who made so many mistakes with his children when we were babies, my father has more than made up for it. He also told my brother the story of Franklin, the liege vampire to the Northeast clan who died at the beginning of the war with the cats. Franklin's mate was another male. His clan was happy and they accepted the will of the Goddess. Ivan told Roland that the clans would accept him too.

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

Sonny pointed at Antovan and said, “Antovan the White Python. A genius in martial arts, a master of jiu-jitsu, Muay Thai, and karate. His combat capabilities are unrivaled in Zion Mercenaries. “Try not to get caught by him or he will constrict you like a python, strangling you to death. He then pointed at Gustav and continued, “This one is Gustav the Kodiak, born with super strength. You’d better be careful, Kaze Lee. One slap from him can smash your head and it might explode like a watermelon. It’s going to be gory.” He introduced the two legati in meticulous detail, explaining their traits and revealing some of their weaknesses.

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

As the light fell, the transformation began, crushing my bones, but I was overjoyed to welcome my wolf despite the pain. Everyone looked on with a mix of curiosity and wonder, but their expressions quickly changed when my father brought out a large mirror, allowing me to see my wolf. As soon as my eyes fell on the mirror, I understood their astonishment. My eyes were not golden like everyone else’s; one was golden and the other silver. I wasn’t surprised to be a hybrid, but I was thrilled to see my wolf’s white fur and the Golden Sun Pack’s symbol on my right thigh. This made me very happy because it confirmed my belonging to the pack, even though my mother’s origins were that of a vampire.

Cayden yells into the mind link, opening it up to the entire pack. I close the mind link to the whole pack, leaving it open just for my Beta, Gamma, Delta and Lead Warrior. “Dax,” I say into the mind link, unable to believe the question I’m about to ask, “do we have any wooden stakes, garlic or holy water?” I’m now running out of the packhouse and heading to the southern border of my pack lands with Raul running right next to me. We haven’t had a chance to actually speak to each other since my guard woke me up, but I have no doubt he already knows what’s going on because he’s a smart guy and a good Alpha. “Do those things actually work?!” He asks incredulously.

“Valerie…” Three men stepped out from behind a parked truck. Rogues. I could smell it before I even saw their eyes, unbound wolves, reeking of blood and desperation. I let out a low growl, giving them a warning, making sure not to attract humans. Despite everything, they didn't seem to care. “Well,” the tallest one said, smirking, “didn’t expect the Luna herself to be walking around without guards. It seems that it is our lucky day.” “Walk away,” I warned. My heart pounded, but I kept my voice steady. “Now. There are humans here and you do not need to start something like this in front of them. These are not territorial grounds.”

He wasn't wearing a shirt, just heavy combat pants and a harness for his massive warhammer. He bounced on the balls of his feet. Energy crackled off him in waves. Heat radiated from his skin. "We hunt rebels?" Viggo asked, grinning. "We break things?" "We secure the objective," Barzil corrected, though he didn't scold the Uruk. "Neoma is the tracker. You are the muscle." "I break things," Viggo agreed happily. He looked at me. Sniffed the air loudly. "You look like beetle. Shiny shell."