Bambi The Reckoning Novels & Stories

Hunter was roaring viciously and they had shifted back to their human forms. Happiness twinkled in her eyes upon seeing Hunter punching Armando ruthlessly as blood splurts out of his mouth.

"He lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart"- Thomas Harris, Silence of the Lambs. Marienne's POV: Blur. Everything seemed like a blur. A pretense. A haphazard of a kaleidoscope. Everything felt as if it was there, but in reality it wasn't. Everything was false, but seemed true at the same time. I ran my hand through my damp hair as I studied myself in the mirror. A tired pair of turquoise eyes stared back at me through the mirror, my jet back hair was damp. Inwardly, I ran my fingers through my stubbles that I had forgotten to get rid of.

The pristine capital city of Shambala was burning. War had been brewing for many months but none, not even the oracle Shrushaw, believed there was a risk of its downfall. The king of Shambala, Sachihiro was kind, just, and relied too much on the kindness of "neighbors", he thought they would honor the peace agreement. Sachihero had 2 daughters both beautiful and pure like the moon. The Elder one was called Revati, she was 21 and recently married to Prince Aditya of Lorna.

I countered. "No, not without Tom. Tom should be here with me." She sobbed out before screaming as another contraction hit her. I couldn't help but feel guilty about the pain and loss she was going through. I had failed my pack as a Luna, they had put their trust in me and I had let them down.

Ray announced, his smile broadening. Something about his expression sent a chill down her spine, and she couldn't shake the feeling that his involvement had contributed to the overwhelming rumours. Summoning all the composure she could muster, she walked toward her grandfather's bedside, the weight of the situation hanging heavily upon her. Ignoring her Uncle, she breathed out sharply and averted her gaze to her grandfather. Reaching for his hand, Kiera greeted. "Hello, gramps." Van Campbell, her grandfather and the current president of the Campbell Group, gazed at her with eyes that held both concern and disappointment.

They’re in charge of the entourage’s hair and makeup. “Byotchhhhhhhhh!” An irritating voice pierced through Jada’s ears. Although she knew who the owner was, she still couldn’t help but be annoyed. However, she couldn’t be annoyed for long, especially after seeing Bambi’s outfit. It’s out of this world and even a blind person will laugh at him. He’s wearing floral leggings and a neon green halter top. Yes, it’s neon green! It looked like he picked his top based on the colors of the flowers on his leggings. And take note, he’s wearing an ankle strap stiletto!

“Together.” The clubhouse never really slept, but tonight it felt like the walls themselves were holding their breath. Rhett sat at the war table in the common room, a map spread in front of him, cigarette burning low between his fingers. Red circles marked the highways the Serpents ran, black lines where shipments might be moving, and a single X carved hard into the paper where Amarillo had gone up in flames. His eyes burned from staring too long, but his head wouldn’t quiet. Not with Marcus Kane’s name crawling through every thought. Not with Emily upstairs, broken and rebuilding all at once. Not with Ghost — now more than just the club’s phantom — carrying the weight of being her father.

Mimicking a tone she had likely picked up from an adult, Bambi retorted, "Aunt Niamh, can you be a bit more straightforward, like a proper adult?" Niamh's expression froze, and a flicker of unease flashed across her face. "Bambi, where did you learn to be so sharp-tongued?" Bambi lifted her handcrafted tower with care and declared firmly, "Apologize to the Celestial Crane Tower!" Feigning confidence, Niamh raised an eyebrow. "And if I don't? What can you do about it?" Bambi's almond-shaped eyes narrowed mischievously. "If you refuse to keep your word, then allow me to show you a bit of martial arts I picked up!"

I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. The doctor's expression turned somber, and he nodded slowly. "I'm so sorry, Raymond. That's another thing... We lost him." I felt like I'd been punched in the gut again. The air was sucked out of me, and I couldn't breathe. I stumbled backwards, my eyes fixed on the doctor's face. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice shaking with rage and grief. "You mean... the baby is gone?" The doctor nodded again, his eyes filled with compassion. "I'm so sorry, Raymond. The damage was too much. The bullet wound affected Bianca's womb... She she…”

Jayden said with a growl. "Why the heck we are fighting over something which is not worth our time? Just go with your chosen one, Jayden. Everyone will be fine," Bambi said with annoyance. I sighed, if I didn't take her out right now, she might end up crying right here in the middle of the living room in front of everyone. "Bambi let's-" "You are not going anywhere!" Jayden said in a high voice. "Unlike you, I made myself clear alpha Jayden," she answered while not losing her eye contact with him.