Ace Bunny Loonatics Unleashed Novels & Stories

Connor and Maya, we’re sitting in the dining room eating lunch. They had been on the night shift for the past 2 weeks on a stakeout watching a local vampire coven who had been rumored to have kidnapped several werewolves in the community. Connor looked around the room to ensure they were alone before speaking. “ What have you heard in Luna’s sector?” he asked Maya. Well, I’m not really privy to the gossip yet they don’t like the fact that a Luna is in their army and they have to cook and clean.

Hillel snapped her fingers and the bunnies began to convulse in our hands. I knew it! I really hate this woman. “You better hurry up and heal your bunnies.” She smiled at us. “Use the basics you learned in our last lesson.” I laid my bunny on the desk before me. I created that familiar green flame, pushing it further than before. I had my flame touch the bunny, coating its entire small body in the green flame. I had no idea what was wrong with it, so covering its whole body seemed like the right move. The bunny stopped convulsing, lying still. It stopped breathing, as blood poured from its eyes. What the hell is this?

Vladimir replied, trying to brush it off. "Don't lie to me, Vlad. I've known you for too long," Marcus said, crossing his arms. "What's bothering you?" Vladimir hesitated for a moment before deciding to confide in his friend. "I don't know, man. I've been having these weird hallucinations lately, and it's freaking me out." "What kind of hallucinations?" Marcus asked, concern etched on his face. "I keep seeing this girl, Diana," Vladimir explained. "She's the runaway Luna, and I can't seem to get her out of my head. But I have a mate waiting for me, and I don't want her."

Her eyes were focused on me and filled with threats. At that moment, I saw it. She would kill me, no matter the cost. The threat in her eyes was obvious, and she made no attempt to hide it. I wondered if others saw what I did. She suddenly chuckled. “Uncle, are you kidding? We don't have a Luna.”

Wasn’t the guy I was going on a date with today, but it was someone. A while later, we pull into the parking lot of a large gray building. There were no windows, just a big neon sign above the doors that said “Arcade.” There weren’t any cars in the parking lot or other customers. “Okay you two.” Laura starts, turning sideways in her seat to include me in the conversation. “We’ve rented out this entire space for the next eight hours. There’s food, games, bowling, and laser tag. So plenty of things to do, make conversation about since… you know.” She waves her hand between us a little. I furrow my brow, narrowing my eyes a little at her. What did that mean? There’s no way she was referring to

But my optimism was dwindling. Fox brought the box over to the rickety table we sat at the night before, and waved her hands around it as if to say, “ta-da!” The stone floor against my bare feet sent a quick chill up my spine as I inspected the box. It was white cardboard, with a insignia of a blue eye stamped on the sides. As I reached for it a familiar smell hit my nose, I crinkled it in disgust. “VIXEN!” Fox yelled out swatting the air around her.

And if she wanted to deal with Alexander’s sour moods and disloyalty and his tendency to lock up his own wife over false evidence, then more power to her. Just then, a horn sounded, and everyone turned toward the platform that had been set up at the edge of the forest. Alexander stepped up onto it, looking every inch the Alpha King in his dark suit. He surveyed the crowd of contestants with a sharp gaze, skimming straight over me, then turned to the microphone. “Welcome to the first round of the Luna Trial,” he announced. “Today’s challenge is a hunt. The rules are simple: one hundred of you will enter the forest, but only seventy rabbits have been released. This means at least thirty of you

He levels the pistol at Pink Bunny and pulls the trigger twice. One round sparks off Pink Bunny’s rifle, while another plows through his helmet with a loud thump that sounds like a baseball bat smacking a mattress. Tufts of pink fur and white stuffing shoot from the exit hole, and Pink Bunny drops the rifle, fluffy hands rising for the sky. “Pussy,” Big Jim says, and fires again. This shot punches through one of Pink Bunny’s plastic eyes, shattering it, and the furry flops backward, gun clattering to the pavement.

Jenna fumes and starts to walk away, but as soon as she touches the doorknob, all hell breaks loose. "HEYYAAAAAAA!" I hear a high-pitched yell followed by a big, thudding noise. I don't even have time to feel confused as the door explodes, sending Jenna flying across the room. "What the-..." my words don't escape my mouth. I try to comprehend what I am witnessing in front of me. A giant bunny stands before me, if you can even call that a bunny! He has bunny ears, alright. But he is also enormous with razor-sharp teeth. And on his back, there sits Laura, like a queen doing horseback riding.

I object, feeling furious that he chose this moment to have this conversation, when I should be enjoying watching the children unwrap their new pet. On the floor in front of us, the pups are carefully unwinding the ribbon from the box containing their new bunny, positively quaking with excitement. They’re wearing identical expressions of utmost focus, brows furrows and lips pursed in concentration. No sooner have they freed the ribbon and carefully lifted the flaps of the box, that a little white blur comes bursting out, hopping right out of the box as the pups squeal with surprise and excitement. “It is a bunny!” Paisley exclaims, “I knew it!”