Wreck It Ralph Clyde Novels & Stories

“Clyde knew.” . . . TBC

Though most people had been reluctant for the stranger to stay in Cithara, her guts told her to help the outsider. “Not too bad,” Klyde smirked, folding his hands. Senora narrowed her eyebrows at what he had just said. This were her best men and she expected him to commend her team. “They are my best men. Do you have something to suggest or offer?” she asked. “My knees haven’t healed. However, I’ll show you, since you asked.” Klyde replied her, with a low growl from his wolf. He was a powerful Alpha blood but she didn’t need to know that.

he's out there somewhere. Clyde crouched behind a stack of pallets in the alley, shallow breathing, as he fished for his phone. His fingers still shook with an overdose of adrenaline and fatigue as he dialed the number of his most trusted driver, James. The phone rang twice before James picked up, his voice calm and composed despite the late hour. "Mr. Clyde?" James asked, concern laced in his tone. "James, I need you to pick me up immediately," Clyde whispered, his voice firm but low enough

Clementine sat on the working table of the office while Dash stood next to her like a little knight. Dash and Clementine are of the same age and they were friends together with Wolf. They met when they were 3 years old. At that time, Clementine was just roaming around the village of the northern territory, and met the two, Dash and Wolf who were kidnapped for some ransom. She uses her power unknowingly and saves the 2 and from then on forward, they become friends. “Where’s Wolf?” she asked as she looked at the documents on the table. “He’s currently taking the last mission that you sent,” he replied as Clementine sealed the paper.