Mythical Jackalope Novels & Stories

He blinked up through blurry eyes, wiping at his tears, and then— His heart stopped. A monstrous figure loomed above him. "Grahhhhhhhh!" The creature was unlike anything he had ever seen. Towering, grotesque. Three times the size of a normal wolf. Its eyes burned a hellish red, gleaming with an unnatural hunger. Claws, long and curved, glinted under the weak moonlight. Saliva dripped from jagged teeth as it growled, a sound so deep it rattled through Logan’s bones.

he observed. "Shall we wait for Alexander to arrive so he can assist you?" Melo sneered but Mell their another friend chose to ignore him. He slammed the jackhammer he was carrying into the tombstone so hard it began to crack, the surface spider-webbing like shattered glass. He repeated the process for about three times until the surface of the tombstone turned into shards of pieces. He kicked at the pile of debris before his feet, revealing the hidden door. The group behind him smiled as they finally saw the secret hidden door beneath the city. The White Wolf's Clan carefully kept this alternative door for years but now, it had come to an end.