Novel & Cerita Murderous Bunny

I swallowed hard as I pushed the thoughts away before they could consume me. Caleb noticed the shift in my expression. “The bunny remembered the Alpha?” he teased softly. I rolled my eyes. “The bunny is dead.” “Is she?” “Yes,” I replied firmly. “Now she’s a wolf.” “A dangerous wolf,” he said with a smirk. “Exactly.” “And what does this dangerous wolf plan to do next?” I looked ahead as Josephine’s room finally came into view at the end of the corridor. “Destroy every single person who tried to destroy her life.”

Bunny was our fucking mate. Which was why having her in the house drove us fucking nuts, to the point our beasts tried to fight their way out. We had kept them restrained, knowing it would be disastrous should we let them out. It wouldn't help us at all. I was gaining power until Bunny appeared. Her scent drove my beast mad, and he was able to kick me to the back of his mind as he advanced towards her. I could only watch in fear, praying he didn't harm her. From how feral and carnal his thoughts were, I thought he would pounce on her and rip the clothes she was putting off to get to her.

Although the moon rabbit kittens were adorable, they were also crazy about carrots. Skree! It was a horrible sound to hear as baby bunnies died. The unluckier ones died in their bubbles, while the luckier monsters managed to touch the ground for a few seconds before they became meat pastes or skewers, depending on who they met first. Oritha’s Boomerang cut down many floating bunnies. Her amplified giant strength created sonic booms with every throw. Yet, the number of invaders could not keep up with the speed and ferocity of the defenders.

I count them down in my head like a ticking bomb. “The more you prolong this,” I say slowly, “the more murderous I get.” “Who are you going to kill, Bunny?” he says. “Me? Will you strangle me to death? That would be a beautiful way to die, by the way.” “Don’t test my patience, Knox.” He’s still smiling. What the hell is so funny? I narrow my eyes, barely restraining the urge to reach across the console and yank the wheel off the road. But before I can act on my intrusive thoughts, he speaks.

Osric and Embry immediately converge on them, pinning the large stag to the ground. My ears twitch at the sound of chewing behind me so I look back to see the bunny never ran and is hiding behind the edge of the tree gnawing on some vegetation. While my mates are focused on taking down this giant stag to take home I pivot and pounce on the oblivious bunny that thinks it’s hidden. I can hear my mates chuckling into the link when they hear the bunny squeal, just as I snap its neck quickly making a clean kill. “Now I understand why Bunny,” I hear Jonathan in the link, making the others laugh.

"It's him. He sent it. I can smell him. His nickname for me was his caged little bunny" Conrad pulls me into a tight hug and rubs my back to try to calm me down. Murdock starts inspecting it. "There's a note on the bottom of the cage". He takes it out and reads it aloud. "My cute little bunny, you think you're so funny, having new men over to play. I'll slaughter them all for Conrad's downfalls, and cut out my mate on doomsday. Surrender to me, admit you're nobody, and return to your confines. Swallow your pride, four months to decide, before and come and take all that is mine".

Now he was my only support who could show me the light out of this hideous place. "W-w-who are you?" I stuttered, looking at him. "I'm the last person alive in this place, Anderson Parkmerg. Except for me, she killed all of them in her heart-wrenching game." With that clever glance, he smirked at me and asked. "Aren't you curious to know about this place?" I stayed quiet, but he started telling the story with a grin.

Enraged, they hurled stones and dirty water at me. "Officer, execute him as soon as possible! We won't feel safe otherwise!" "Damn it–this kind of monster kills, dumps the body, cheats on his wife, and still tries to frame her? He deserves to die!" "He must be a psychopath–who else would murder someone and dump the body in broad daylight?" Suddenly, a thought struck me. I struggled again and shouted, "Officer–after all this, who exactly are you saying I killed?"

"You just threatened to kill me." "And I will again." He reached into his jacket and pulled out another knife, this one longer and more wicked looking than the dagger I'd melted. The blade caught the light streaming through the windows, sharp enough to cut shadows. "The question is whether you're going to melt this one too, or if that little trick was a one-time thing." My heart hammered against my ribs. "I don't know how that happened." "Then we'll find out together." He stood up slowly, the knife held loosely in his grip. Not threatening yet, but ready. "Because either you're telling the truth about being some kind of resurrection victim, or you're the most dangerous enemy I've ever let in

Instead, I rolled my tongue along his length, ignoring his words, pushing him further. But he didn't take it lightly. His fingers tightened in my hair, yanking me back, forcing me to look at him. His gaze darkened—possessive, dangerous. "Tell me, Bunny," he murmured, his voice laced with something lethal. "Have you ever done this to someone else?" His grip didn't loosen. His stare burned through me. Like he would destroy anyone who had ever touched me before him. And indeed he wasn't going to let me walk away unscathed.