Bunny Hybrid Novels & Stories

My eyes blinked open, and the world looked different. Colors richer. Smells sharper. Sounds clearer. Amari wasn’t hidden anymore. She was me. My fur shimmered in the moonlight, the light accentuating the red, unusual, almost celestial. Anya took a step back, studying me with awe. I took my own hand which was no longer a hand but a wolf’s massive paw. My fur was red and curly. I looked up at Luna. She smiled faintly. “There you are.”

Little Sapphire pushed the thick bushes out of the way and crawled under. A few thorns pricked her and the stony ground hurt her knees, but she didn't give up. She looked around but she couldn't find her pet bunny. Her mother got her a little pinkish-white bunny with a magenta heart gem on her forehead and pretty pink eyes. She wasn't an ordinary bunny, of course. Her mother told her she'd get to know what kind of bunny she is when the gem on her forehead takes its final colour. Sapphire had been taking care of the bunny for six months. Just three more months before she transforms.

“I haven’t asked before, and I have to ask now: why did they keep on imprisoning you?” Maxill didn’t want to answer Bunny’s question, but because of the flow of circumstance, he needed to continue to be polite to Bunny. “…it’s my blood.” “I have come across hybrids, Maxill, and they didn’t pursue them like they’ve pursued you.” Maxill found an opening to comment an arrogant and condescending reply, to break the seriousness of their conversation. With a smirk on his face, he half-jokingly said, “I guess I’m too intimidating for my kind.”

They could still have kits and the Hares were a declining race who needed fertile no-furs now more than ever. From what Ink had gleaned from the Hares on the ship when a no-fur was bred by a Hare, they always had a litter of Hares. Never no-furs and very rarely were the Hares born Omegas, what they called "bunnies." The only bunny that Ink had met was Bright, and he was jealously guarded by his mate Tallgrass. Not that any harm would come to him on this ship. No Hare would raise a paw against a bunny.

" Yes, the dragon egg appeared even before your mother knew she was pregnant but since your abilities are locked away, for now, it won't be able to recognize you and can't tame it hence we shall wait till you get to your full potential before unlocking it from its lair," I explain and show her pictures of her sleeping dragon. The princess smile; " She's pretty," She whispers. While Aurora continued to work for this organization called Kill before her contract was terminated, I kept in touch all while preparing the clan for the arrival of their princess. Most of them were happy but some were angry that a hybrid will be queen instead of a full vampire. Mateia had already started to get people

Abby burst into the kitchen bawling and approached Rune. "Is it all true?" She asked curiously as she sobbed. Rune nodded his head and smiled. "Yes mother or Abby Lane, I could say as proof," he grins and Abby ran forward and cursed at her son, giving him a big hug. I leaned back as she hugged him sobbing. I thought this was nuts. "I knew something was odd with Remus. His wolf is now actually a hybrid and mix of both wolves. I'm still calling him Remus…his request," my wolf growls in my mind. When Abby stepped back she glanced at me.

So, he had Beta Ryan investigate the history of werewolves. Hybrids usually began to show their wolf characteristics between the ages of 3 and 8, depending on their parents' genes. The stronger the genes of the parents, the more pronounced the wolf traits in the Hybrid baby. He was confident about his own genes and believed that his baby would transform into a wolf sooner. Before that happened, he needed to think about how to handle the human girl. But now, he found himself growing fonder of her, and he wondered if it was the influence of the Mate bond.

She was another wolf with and interesting hair pattern, a mix of deep and redish browns. "You weren't half bad yourself" I replied. "Yeah, I almost got the pin the tail on the wolf game back up and running by substituting the tail with a saftey pin I had on me and a bunch of leaves." "Innovative" I remarked. Was a Luna supposed to be innovative? My mom hadn't mentioned that one. "Yes, well it only lasted one round before the pups thought it made the wolf look like it was pooping and they spent the rest of the time rolling around laughting until they cried."