Wreck It Ralph Felix Novels & Stories

I could remember Felix's words like it was yesterday. "Spending time in this dreadful place will ruin your mood to date she wolves," He has said. "I don't need she wolves, violence gives me enough pleasure and that's all I need," I had retorted. And that was when Felix made a life changing suggestion. He told me, he would give me a new toy, and the next day, he introduced me to Suzie.

His breath came out in ragged bursts, his voice breaking under the strain of all that anger and grief. “You think this is a game?” he hissed. “You think you can destroy lives and walk away laughing?” Felix’s smile didn’t falter, but his eyes flickered with something—wariness, maybe even fear. “You’re overreacting, brother. I didn’t destroy anything that wasn’t already crumbling.” “Don’t you dare,” Rafael said, his voice low and shaking. “Don’t you dare twist this into something noble.”

"I always did told you about this didn't I but Felix is this type of guy that like brainwashing people! If someone's like him is talking to you, you will not know whether he's telling you the truth or lying! Everybody all believe him because of the proof he sent for them. Felix do have a way with words but I'm going to teach him a lesson today. He's actually really big and that's just Much" "Please try your best to make it here on time okay? I just want whatever they're doing right now to be shattered because Felix isn't a werewolf but beast and monster. Even though she knew that Werewolf are harsh and mercyful but she can't describe Felix as someone like that. Felix was a monster and a beas

If I didn't do what I was meant to with a smile and a groan, everything I had learnt the hard way would only hurt worse. I despised each and every one of them. You couldn't tell by looking into my eyes, though. No one could have imagined that I was counting down the minutes until I could wash the stench of sex and stale sweat off my body in the shower despite my perfect smiles and convincing moans. No shifter deserves my tears, therefore I will them not to fall as tears prickle in my eyes. Not one, not a single one of them. Glad Felix has passed away. I only regret that I wasn't awake to witness it.

Something had happened to Elena. I could feel it in my bones. I could see it in the silence that followed. So, I had called for Felix. He had been deep in the western territories, forging false treaties and ensuring our rogue allies in the outer isles remained loyal. Felix, My mate… ruthless, calculating, and still madly devoted to our cause had responded immediately. “She is our child,” he had said, his voice gravel with rage. “They will regret ever touching her. I’ll see to it she’s released.”

The waves crashed mercilessly against the side of the vessel, and Alexandro stood at the helm, soaked to the bone, his cloak heavy with rain. His eyes scanned the endless stretch of sea ahead, as if by some miracle, Serena would appear from the mist. His wolf, Ravik, was restless inside him, growling with frustration and fear. Every second that passed without a trace of her was unbearable.

Xavier: The line went dead. Not from loss of signal. From impact. A sound, shattering glass, burst through the receiver before it cut out entirely. My wolf lunged so sharply inside me that my vision blurred. I was already out of the car, sprinting toward the building, when the first wave of cracked glass exploded outward like a shell. “VALERIE!” I didn’t care who heard me. Didn’t care who saw me lose control. I didn’t care that humans were around either.

a voice whispered. I turned to see Félix. He was dressed in his full Rebel Consort regalia—dark leathers, silver buckles, and a cloak of emerald wool that matched his eyes. He still walked with a slight limp, and a faint, silver scar traced the line of his jaw where the volcanic fire had kissed him, but he looked magnificent. He looked like a King who didn't need a crown to be followed. "I’m more nervous for this than I was for the volcano," I admitted, smoothing the silk over my hips. "Giving a speech to a million people? I’d rather fight another Memory-Wraith."

"Oh, but Riley, don't cap your disappointment over this minor betrayal. Why don't you ask Felix why he paid three grand to your girlfriend a day before her abortion?" "In fact, why don't you beat the crap out of him?" Jamie asked. "He's not nearly as tough as he pretends to be. You see, Felix is like me, and people like us... well, we're lazy. He took just enough martial arts classes to trick you into thinking he was a master, but really, he only knows a few showy moves." As Felix's face ripped with a mixture of shame and rage, Riley slowly turned to face him. "You... you wouldn't have done that. Who'd do that? Who'd kill their best friend's baby?"

He failed to see the wisdom in Calhoun's confrontation. "My lord, I don't think that is a good idea," Felix said, stuttering. "Perhaps we should just chase them away." Calhoun smirked. "Two can play this game, Felix. Bring me my army." Felix shuddered. He turned around to bring the army of Werewolves to meet Calhoun. Although he was the beta, he was still very much logical when it came to battles. He would rather be called a weakling but still had his head intact and can fight again than try and win and then die in the process. A stark contrast to Calhoun who would rather die to win, than live to be called a weakling or a coward.