A Dark Rabbit Has 7 Lives Novels & Stories

His teeth were darkened with what seemed like many years of tobacco intake, and his breath stunk of smoke and decayed food. “He was trying to kidnap our Rebecca, don’t you see?” the bald one stated. “Unhand me immediately,” Jacob said in a low threatening voice. “You got the nerve to talk after what we caught you doing?!” the hairy guy bellowed, raising his hand, about to strike Jacob. “Stop James! He wasn’t trying to hurt me. Leave him, John.” Rebecca yelled weakly. The hefty dudes known as James and John stared at each other and then at Rebecca.

The rabbit — its skeleton that has no flesh and can’t die — freezes beside Meph, his ears standing straight in the air turning in all directions, and his paws draw up against his chest in nervousness, “A snake! Did you hear the hissing of a snake?!” For a second, Meph seems to recognize that tame, mellow rabbit in the skeleton in front of him that obviously contains some dark power. “No, not really, I—” Meph gives the rabbit a calming smile, only to change his mind,“Actually, you know what? There might be a snake in that grass. You should stand over there in the bold ground, that way you can see if they approach!” He did hear his game panel, only what lands in his ear was: “It was an innocen

Much less get out of a car. Rio could not figure out Dimas. He sounded really upset but looked quite happy. Soon, Harmonia came out of the mansion and carefully handed the rabbit cage to Dimas. Rio found the rabbit really familiar. Wasn’t that Nightlight?! Dimas was really calm, as if he had never seen the rabbit before. “What’s its name?” he asked. “Rabbit Stew.” “Good name.” Rio was beginning to wonder whether he was hearing things. Was this what they meant when they said someone was b*llshitting?

Then he heard Lyra's voice, filled with a hint of a smile: "I don't think Black Rabbit is timid at all. It shows that it loves itself and values its life. It's not necessary for it to cross the river; it can still eat and survive on this side." Tristan paused slightly, a faint surprise flashing in his deep eyes. Red Tail howled, impatiently asking, "So in the end, did Black Rabbit go to the grassland on the other side?" Lura gently hooked her lips. "Yes, it did." "Wow! Why? Wasn't it terrified to death?" Lyra turned a page. "Because it fell in love with White Rabbit." "Wow!" Red Tail widened his eyes. "Turns out, a yellow rabbit appeared on the other side of the river, and it also liked Whit

Dante stated, looking at Raby who has forgotten him in only a few seconds. "How come you didn't give it to me sooner?" The obvious question was posed by Princess Orla. "I was waiting for the right moment to present it to you, so I was nurturing it in the meantime. A rabbit's normal lifespan is five to eight years, but I have given it a potion that guarantees it will live for fifteen years if kept safely" He took a deep breath, giving Orla time to process what he was saying. "Moreover, I wasn't sure you would be able to keep it safely, which is why I didn't give it to you, but now I know you have grown brave and strong enough to save it from the cruel world," he said, giving her a lopsided sm

After inquiring, he learned that they had distinctive round faces and bodies, flat and shorter noses than other breeds, and came in various colors, commonly black and white, fawn, and light brown. He chose a white rabbit that resembled Roxana Nelson's rabbit. Initially, he intended to buy just one, but the store employee mentioned that there was another lonely rabbit, and it would be better for them to be friends! He thought it was a good idea and ended up buying both. Then he drove back to Roxana Nelson's place, knocking on the door, but no one answered. Surprised, he knocked on William's door upstairs and saw Roxana Nelson holding the lifeless rabbit. It looked as if the rabbit's death was

"The bonding process itself is risky. With your weak condition, the success rate is around 80%." "And the other 20%?" "Don't survive the bite." Kyrian looked between them. "So my choices are: Die slowly in three months, die during the bite, or survive and be his slave forever." "When you put it that way—" "How else should I put it?" Kyrian shouted. "You act like I have a choice. I don't. This is just another cage." "I am trying to save your life," Lorenzo said. "You are trying to own me." Kyrian leaned on the desk, staring him down. "There is a difference."

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

Aerian screeched. It was so damn dark where she was it was almost impossible to see her. Even with my wolf vision I could just barely make her out. The only part of her that was easily seen were her eyes. They were glowing brightly. There were three dead wolves lying in front of her. The others were standing there snarling at her as she stood over Benny’s unmoving form. I let out a growl as more wolves descended on us. I heard someone yell at me. As I looked over my shoulder, I saw a wolf lunging towards me. Before it could land on my back a stream of the brightest light, I had ever seen hit it. The wolf flew several feet way hitting a tree. When I looked at the wolf it was burnt to a crisp.