Harpy Hare Book Novels & Stories

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.

A Harpy landed with a loud thud, directly across from Jaxson, who remains unmoving as others joined it. They all appear to look the same. With short auburn hair split and tied by two red ribbons, hanging loosely off their shoulders. Their wings ranged in different colours, almost as if the creatures plucked them from the body of a parrot. Their loose breasts jostled freely with every movement, and their scorching blue gazes burned through them, promising punishment. "We meet again, son of Hades," one Harpy's silky, smooth voice rang in the silence. Her words were slow and cruel, "I still recall pulling you from Tartarus. We never expected to see you again after your long and brutal journey h

As it breathed its last, Harper paused her feast. Something moved, not too far from her right. She thought it was only a small animal, a rabbit or so. What she’s not aware of is that it was another wolf…stalking her from the moment she left the camp. Harper ate again, this time, tearing away the deer’s limb one by one, enjoying its meat. It was tender and juicy, too perfect to save it for another day. Without her knowledge, the other wolf prowled closer and closer to her… and no, it didn’t come for the dismembered deer.

The name alone didn't sound very foreboding but she knew by the shocked and nervous looks on the faces of the men in front of her that she was wrong. "That actually makes sense," Guin breathed, "I can't believe we didn't realize it with her incessant screaming." "What is a harpy," Saraid asked. "A harpy is usually a peaceful creature. They live in the wooded areas, never leaving their families. It is only when one of their own is threatened that they become a threat. They call to their families by crying out or wailing as you call it, which acts as a gps for their families to find them. When angered, their eyes glow red and they can blind a room full of people if you look directly into thei

Phobos pipes in telling me of his doubts about my accomplishment of his exercise. Grinding my teeth I claw on it and adding pressure to it has a piece pop up from the page. I startle dropping the book to the grass floor, caught off guard. Peering in I see fur peeking from underneath the piece. Time is running out. Taking a small breath I slowly tear the piece from the book. It comes off easily as if it was meant to whilst uncovering a small picture of four baby wild hares sleeping in a basket. There weren't merely four hares but eight.

Alpha Arkane held my hand and raised it into the air. "Today, we've discovered a great wolf within our pack!" he shouted. Everyone shouted. I no longer had to hide who I am. I am Salem Harpen, a born Luna, and the last surviving River Pack Member.

Harper is so funny without even trying. The comment appears to make Artemis angrier, because he lifts his hand in the air and shouts 'Go!' without a warning. His pack lunges forward, shifting as they begin running towards us. "Are you ready?" I ask Harper. Without looking at me she says, "Not at all," before shifting and running towards the enemy. I watch her run away, her golden coat shining under the sun that has now appeared from behind the clouds. I can never get over how beautiful her coat is when she shifts, I've never seen a wolf like her. She's stunning.

She wore the neck lace kerchief, yet he could tell it didn’t do her justice because it didn’t hide how her bosom almost spilled over the top of her bodice. He walked toward his uncle who came his way. “What can I do for you, Uncle?” “I thought you would like to play a game with us. Lady Sarah mentioned she had learned a new game that expands on Trundling Hoop and Roll, but she doesn’t quite remember how to play.” Henry ran his fingers through his salt and pepper colored hair and gave Gabe a crooked smile. “With you traveling so much, I was hoping you had learned this game as well.”

“I’ll be okay. Just give me a minute.” “How’d you do?” Ben asked. Pulling the pack off his back, he handed it to the warlock. “Welcome back,” Hank enthusiastically said. Looking at the pack in Ben’s hands, he asked, “Is that it?” Nodding, Jasper said, “Getting back was brutal. The woods are crawling with vampires and wolves.” “I get the vampires, but wolves?” Hank said as he looked up at the small sliver of moon in the sky. “They’re searching for me,” he explained.

ZARA **Warning episode containing memories about abuse and rape.** We had been running the whole day after we early left Alpha Chase's pack. Grandpa wanted to put as much distance between the Alpha and us. When it gets dark, grandpa finds a safe place to sleep for the night. He found a small cave hidden behind a waterfall that ran into a small lake.