Loud House White Hare Novels & Stories

The castle's hallway was so quiet. "Where are we going?"Hazel gave my hand a nervous squeeze and I turned my head to look at her. "You trust me?"I asked and she nodded.We walked towards the woods and got deeper. The moon was bright in the sky, providing us with enough light. "I want to watch you shift into your wolf,Hazel.What's your wolf's name?"I asked and she smiled at my words. "Amelia," She said and Liam purred in my head."Liam is so excited to meet Amelia."The smile broadened even more.

Everyone's goosebumps stood on end, and not only that, the floor and building shook from the sound waves it made. It didn't break the glass, but it was still so loud it almost deafened everyone. And Harriet watched it all, smiled at Liam who slowly stopped his howling, and gently nudged Harriet's cheek. It's great that she wore the earplugs... Woof. For some reason, Harriet felt like she wanted to laugh with pleasure at Liam's soft snort. She didn't know what the man was saying, but she was strangely happy. And seeing Harriet smile, the great white wolf began to lick her cheeks and lips. Harriet didn't realize Liam's attitude made the female mate of the Lycans around them blush, and the Lyca

Her fair skin, smooth and unblemished, glowed with a soft, pearlescent sheen, as if kissed by the moon itself. Her slender fingers, deft and precise, danced across the keyboard with a speed and accuracy that belied her age. Her eyes gleam with a fierce intensity as she worked her magic, a white hacker extraordinaire, unraveling secrets and weaving digital spells with ease. Rosalind's determination burned bright as she sat in front of her computer, her mind fixed on finding the mysterious wolf she had met the night they transformed. She recalled the vehicle number - a crucial clue that had stuck with her. Laura's vehicle number, A Z L – 4 2 1 1, etched on the side of the van that had taken th

It is an Arctic hare, and she carried it in her arms. "Hey, lovely. Sorry about the attack. "Human Anastasia was only as scared as you were," she says, like she's actually talking to the hare. "Oh, jeez. "You're a bit hurt?" "I'm sorry," I find myself saying before Luna Daciana says anything to me. She smiles as she rubs her hand over the small fur and thick hair of the hare. And it has the same whiteness as the snow itself. It would help in camouflaging. I can already tell that it isn't a wild animal, so yes, it'd most likely be the prey in a setting like this.

They rarely get close to the edge of the forest, where humans live. The dog was very obedient and followed behind the owner, but the dog's hunch forced him to turn his head to look at the bush again. The girl with the sexy body stepped out of the bush, and all around was the darkness. She doesn't have a piece of cloth on her. The white hair is up to shoulder length, but even more special is the pointed white ears. The dog went from a state of vigilance to a normal state of docility, as if it had learned something from the girl.

Lacey's POV: I have been at the beautiful pond for about an hour. While I am laying down by the pond enjoying the peace and quiet, all of a sudden my senses are alerted when I hear a twig snap in the woods around me. I look around but see nothing but something is telling me someone is watching me, I decide its better for me to head back to the pack house. it's rare to see a white wolf and I don't need any extra attention, it's bad enough I am the pack slave, everyone thinks I'm an omega low level wolf, everyone thinks I am trash, but nobody knows I'm of the Alpha blood line. my birthday is in a week, and I plan on leaving when I turn 18, and nobody can stop me.

Harvey showed an odd expression as he walked around the place. “Everything should’ve been fixed by now. How could he possibly get cursed…?” Watson shrugged. “I don’t know what’s going on either, Sir York. In any case, you should go take a look.” “Right.” Harvey nodded, and pulled out his compass. After taking a few steps, he narrowed his eyes. He saw purple light rising to the sky. This type of aura… Harvey frowned. “What is that place, Watson?” Watson glanced over. “That’s my father’s treasure room. Though, I’ve never seen any sort of treasure inside.”

“He just, me just lost control for a second. That's all” Hazel's eyes zeroed in on me, and if the look on her face hinted at anything, it was the fact that she was staring at me like I'd just told her the moon was made of cheese. “I've seen werewolves loose control, Lyra.” She let out slowly. “That wasn't a second. It was a crack, and a really deep one. Lyra, I know what I saw, what I heard too, and you're shaking like you just saw a ghost.”

After a minute I whispered to Monica, "Run into the lodge, call the Forest Service and tell them we killed a bear. Call Chet and his Dad tell them if they'll come out here and help butcher this thing we'll split the meat with them. Then, get a rifle and some shells and come back here." Five minutes or so later she cautiously walked back into the barn. She had our 30-06, some shells and more bullets for my 45. The bear had not moved. We went back into the lodge to wait. Three hours later three snow mobiles and a snow plow arrived.

CHAPTER 17 /MAVERICK/ The hockey team group chat was going absolutely wild, my phone vibrating so heavily against my thigh that I thought the battery was going to melt. I finally pulled it out while sitting in my car, expecting another stupid post-finals meme from Saige. “Bro!! I heard that Mave’s tutor is gay?” Saige’s message read. What the fuck were they on about this time? “Mave, did you know about it ever since?” “You idiot, how would he know that?” Miller sent a sticker to follow up his message. “And how do you know that he's gay?”