Wreck-it Ralph Bad Anon Novels & Stories

Allison said, sighing. “I don't care who the fuck thinks what about me, Allison. I want to avenge my father’s death. It's good that the Blue Moon pack is no more and their Alpha is dead but now Alpha Ralph needs to die too.” Mason snarled and Allison bit her lips seeing him getting enraged.

How shameless? Ralph is well aware of Xavier’s nature. He’s the fox in sheep’s clothing. Xavier isn’t powerful to defeat BlackWolf clan that’s the only reason why he’s working for him like a coward and is waiting for the opportunity to strike back. It’s not because they’re enemies but Xavier is just jealous of him. What a piece of shit? The audacity of him to laugh at his situation. He isn’t here to convey his well wishes but to mock him for getting ambushed. Will Ralph let other’s mock him? Definitely not.

“Anonymous. With a riddle on the back. Something that makes him think someone’s watching. Someone who knows.” I considered it. Roc Hale was loyal. Smart. Controlled. But even the strongest men falter when they think their world is about to collapse. And Roc? He’d never be public with Marco. Not in this life. Not with his family. Not with the Riccis. Fear would eat him alive. I smiled slowly. “A riddle, huh?” Rafe shrugged. “He’s a smart guy. Let him overthink it.” I tapped the photo against my palm, already imagining the look on Roc’s face when he opened that envelope. “Do it,” I said. “Make it clean. Make it subtle. Just enough to shake him. Make sure he gets it today.”

"Bye, Conan! Stay healthy!" "I hope we can see Canon again soon." "At least wait until he's a year old before bringing him back," Charlie rolled his eyes. "Shut up. Let's go already." —— Everything was fine... until Charlie ditched me to go pee. And now I was cornered. Of course. "Rafe—Rat—Ralph?" I couldn't remember this guy's name. All I knew was, he was one of the bottom-of-the-ladder alphas who tried to make up for it by being a power-tripping dickhead.

Or he’d still have me. I tugged on clean jeans, struggled into a cropped tee, and yanked my hair into a low, damp ponytail. No makeup. Just lip balm and that lingering high of being thoroughly destroyed by someone who loved me stupid. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. Group chat with Macey and Liam. The name of the group alone made me grin: Unholy Trinity. MACEY: Please. I need you both. Now. No emojis. No dramatic punctuation. Just four clipped words and a pit in my stomach.

“Ethan?” Liam stared blankly for a second, then let out a derisive snort, as if he’d just heard the funniest joke in the world. “My uncle? The ascetic who’s never shown interest in a woman in his life? The Alpha King?” He shook his head, his eyes filled with pity. “Harper, you don’t have to put on a brave face for me. A forged mark doesn't make you his Luna.” Every wolf knew that Ethan was an immovable mountain of ice. He controlled the global werewolf economy and was the absolute law of their world. Rumor had it he despised the presence of any female, as ruthless and unfeeling as a machine.

"You forget, electrion season is upon us…and I can destroy you with a click. Now, do I need to teach you another lesson, or will you stay the fuck away from me, a nd my business, and my family?” “Yes….” He whimpers, and with one nod, Ron and Rob know where and when to dump the slimy mess. “Someone get Arman in the basement, right now.”

The sky was dark save for the moon that hung low in the sky it casts a strange glow over the kingdom. Inside the palace, the tension was real. It was the kind of tension that shook even the strongest of men. It was the usual Fortnight ceremony where the wizard takes a look into the future of the kingdom. The king and his subjects watched as he performed his rituals, making strange sounds and incantations. The wizard's screams echoed through the huge hall, a sound that would haunt the memories of those who heard it for years to come. "Doom! Doom is coming!" he cried, his voice trembling with fear. "A werewolf will bring ruin to us all!"

My dad’s old, sky blue Volkswagon Beetle is parked in front of the attached garage next to my mom’s SUV. “Come on,” I take his hand and lead him up the porch stairs. As we get closer, I can hear my mom calling my brother. “Are you ready?” I ask Traeger with a reassuring smile. Traeger swallows hard and nods his head. I have to say, it’s funny to see him so nervous, considering he’s a big, bad alpha that took down a whole Institute of people vent on destroying the world.

I peeked inside finally. My mind almost popped out when I looked inside. The things were stored in a heap into the room. Files were kept in several thousand was not Dean's office. It was a STORE ROOM! AHH! Those jerks tricked me. They sent me to the storeroom instead of Dean's office. I stomped my feet on the ground in anger. " Those jerks tricked me ", I said to myself angrily. " It's nothing new. A nerd like you deserves this ", My inner voice roared.