Jackalope Myth Novels & Stories

“Are you flirting with me?” “Nu-huh,” I take a deep breath, propping my hands up on my knees. “They…They are fucking huge.” “Who?” he asks, a little bit too bored, if you ask me. Skyrocketing back into a straight posture, I point to the woods out of the window. “There was a huge beast. And man. What are you eating over here?” “A huge beast?” he furrows his brows. “Was it a wolf?” “That wasn’t a wolf!” I shout, taking a step forward while throwing my hands up. “It was a mythological creature!”

She scribbled notes furiously and drew little wolf paw prints in her book like a toddler. I almost laughed out loud. She was drawing her own doom and calling it cute. Halfway through the lecture I paused at the podium, letting silence settle like a net. “Many of you signed up for this elective because the mythology intrigued you,” I said, scanning faces. “But just to clarify, what we do here is based on myth, and fossils found, you would not be seeing werewolves or vampires, they are lore.” “What do you believe, Prof. Kane?” Someone asked, and I smiled showing off my perfect teeth. “I think we haven't just searched enough.”

said Leon. "Look at this," Leon said as he typed something on his keyboard. Suddenly an image appeared on the largest monitor screen. “There are still many monsters in The Myth that haven't appeared. While in The Myth, we only face a few monsters, right? The rest of it focuses on illusions, hallucinations, delusions, whatever," said Leon. The screen displays pictures of monsters in mythology. “Dragons, chimeras, fire birds, cerberos, there are many more that have yet to appear. Do you know why?" asked Leon.

I muttered gulping in air. "Well, what happened with you!!" The guy who had helped me asked. "I can't really say but a beast attacked me while I was foraging for food" I replied hoping they bought my lie. "A beast??? What do you mean by a beast??" Someone asked amongst the others. "According to ancient myths, there lives a beast in the deepest part of the forest, they are called the RAGUS. It's just a myth and no one has ever come across it" A girl in glasses explained.

"No, if I wanted to do that, I'd be in Scotland. In the fog... On a boat... on a lake..." Funny jokes. He’s got funny jokes. I roll my eyes at him. "So what myths and legends are you trying to prove, then?" I cross my ankles, staring at my hands as I lean a shoulder against the tree trunk closest to his dig space. "I want to examine the connection between San Francisco Chinese immigrants and lycanthropy. There was a burst of diagnosed Clinical Lycanthropy in the Chinatown population around the time stories about the Jiangshi, a more powerful undead creature than vampires, might have stirred lycanthropic behaviors among ethnic Chinese immigrants. I also want to learn if something distantly re

Chloe asked curiously. "You're a smart one, aren't you?" Dagmar smirked. "The goddess always seems to bless Hellhound males with smart women. The gods know those males need them. You're right; myths tend to come from a truth albeit perhaps an embellished truth. Shadow Wolves are no different although I'm not sure there are any werewolves alive today who know the story.

They at least had the decency to keep their distance and their whispers to themselves though, so that was nice. I wanted to belong, but there really wasn’t an opportunity to prove myself. I was doing my best to make use of the library Missael showed me, but it was hard to make up for 18 years’ worth of knowledge. ‘Packs have been around for many millennia, even if there are very few records dating back to those times. It is said that the Goddess of the Moon cursed a man for killing his dog for biting him, transforming him into a dangerous, bloodthirsty beast.

Olivia said “I think that you guys are the knight wolf” Maria spoke “What!!!!” everyone said at once “My grandma used to study a lot of old legends and myths. She once told me that a 1000 years ago during the war of werewolves and vampires emerged two werewolves who were mates to each other with astonishing powers. They were known as the knight wolf because they were like knights sent by moongoddess to help werewolves in the war” Maria said as everyone else listened to her attentively

It was the day that Jack had been dreading. His birthday. He was 18 today. He had to leave the only home he had ever known, Old George Orphanage. Once an orphan had reached the age of 18, they were no longer able to stay. It was time to spread their wings and see what the world had to offer. However, Jack wasn't the only orphan being thrown out in the world today. His best friend, Jill, would be right there beside him. Today was also her birthday. 18 years old today. They'd been at Old George for as long as either could remember. Neither Jack nor Jill knew much of their past. Hell, they didn't know who they were or where they'd actually come from. Hence the names, Jack and Jill. Names given

The Shi? Was it fate who had brought them here without the stress of finding the Lake? He knew very little about them from the stories he heard as a child. The Lake of Little was a myth that Fairies and Elves find it hard to believe it's existence. But here he is, in front of the myth itself talking to the keepers of the Lake, Jasmine sisters. "He's dead? I failed my friend. I couldn't protect my good friend." Jorkallun said looking up at them. Although they looked strange he felt no fear, he knew he could trust them.