Mythical Jackalope Novels & Stories

I smirk, "more like my mates. Plural Jack. They're quite territorial you know?" He gawps, "two? Mates? That's just a legend!" He gasps. I shake my head, "no legend." I move my neck from side to side and show him the marks. Jack's face pales and he swallows with a nod, "lets just get this done so I can go back to my pack." After shifting into our wolves, we start circling. Jack is a big black wolf with a white flash across his tail, and piercing blue eyes; not beautiful, but freaky. It doesn't go with his wolf or his nature.

I cleared my throat. I went back to my desk and ready to answer her question. " In German folklore: The Alp is a vampire-like creature who visits its victims at night. It wears a cape called a Tarnkappe which is imbued with magical powers". As you can see miss Scott Incubus demons are not human same as the vampire but they can use them to mate with their human prey". My eyes winked at her and her gaze at me became intense. I moved my eyes to her seatmate whose name is Thamer. He's not an ordinary mortal. I think he's hiding something and that's the thing I must find out.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

In total, the trip from Letush to Darrion’s house would take two hours maximum. All the way there, he saw big—no, giant blue rabbits dragging carts and carriages, some weird looking goat like creatures, and giant lizards different to the one he encountered at the mausoleum. The monsters here helped the citizens either by becoming mounts or dragging carts. But Jai also saw some other smaller creatures running around and on leash. ‘Those must be pets,’ he thought, looking at a small wombat like creature with wide ears in a leash beside a fat lady.

Lips, the color of fresh mortal blood, tipped up in a cunning smile. Jade, the Goddess of Jealousy, was here. And she wasn’t alone. At her side two creatures emerged from the mirror’s rippling glass, two things plucked directly from the darkest, most terrifying of nightmares. Their bodies resembled that of a wolf, but that was where the similarities ended. Twisted snouts of peeling, black flesh covered their blocky faces. Where eyes should’ve been there was only smooth, leathery flesh. They were blind. Mottled bits of fur hung off their sleek, muscular forms. As they moved, slinking at Jade’s side, I caught flashes of their exposed ribcage. Tendrils of bright flame writhed from within their

My paws pounded Mother Earth as I raced toward the forest on our border. Thanks to my heightened sense of smell, I quickly found Jack. He was hunched over the ground at the clearing as if inspecting human remains, his broad shoulders tense with concentration. I shifted back to human form, regaining my clothing and shoes through the pack magic that protected our modesty. The leaves crunched beneath the soles of my feet as I approached, each step feeling like I was walking toward either salvation or damnation.

I keep my voice just as low as his, but for the first time since starting this game, I genuinely feel scared. “It is an Ahuizotl. Otherwise known as the water dog. The Aztec legend spoke of a man who lured people to their deaths and transformed into a water dog to kill them. It is a crafty creature and one that is going to be difficult. Zane tried to convince me to use it, but I didn’t think it was an innovative idea. Although it isn’t impossible to defeat, it is extremely difficult. I thought about using it for the final boss, but Zane and I both agreed to use a Lycan.”

the wolf replied as he walked beside her. “Then where have you been?” Lisa asked. “I’ve just been wandering with the winds,” Sköll said. “I once saw an elf,you know such creatures are rare in this era. Honestly… this era is boring. Phones and gadgets everywhere. Strange times.” “Enough. Kill that one,” Lisa ordered, pointing at Japheth. Japheth fell to his knees immediately. “Lisa—please! I’ll serve you! Please don’t—” Sköll didn’t hesitate. One bite to the neck, and Japheth fell lifeless.

Then it pounds like mustang hooves giving chase, clopping hard against the prairie dirt. The shadows between the trees come alive as two sets of eyes glint in the moonlight. Jack rustles anxiously next to me and the wolves step out into the clearing, morphing into their human forms while they walk toward us. A small sigh escapes Jack's lips and he looks up to the stars, as if to question the gods, or breathe a wordless prayer for his imminent misfortune. My mind scrambles for any sort of explanation that would make this encounter less damning, but I'm coming up on empty, and suck in a breath.