Mythical Jackalope Novels & Stories

After that echoing sound, the silhouettes of three Wolves ten times larger than average appeared from behind an ancient tree. Some tall men have seen the Wolf, but the wolf is so big that they are the first time they have seen it. One of them was afraid to tremble and shouted and ran away. The crowd effect wasn't bad either, and the whole crowd ran away. They looked behind to see if the three Wolves were chasing them as they ran. Some people even tripped on the road but quickly got up and continued to run away. Orla could only stand still like a statue now because in front of her was a golden-haired wolf with sharp white teeth. And behind her is a Wolf with gray fur. It seems more ferocious.

- he says laughing. “Zog, this man's of Japanese origin” – he says, looking into his captor's eyes. “It's a Japanese fox, a Kitsune, a Tricksters. We have to be alert. I remember from mom's story, that they are very smart, live almost as long as we do, and have magical powers.”

After taking them down in seconds, he grabs my hands once again and we try to escape the ballroom. There are already dead bodies everywhere as creatures that I have never seen in my life erupt out of nowhere and begin to fight people. I stop for a moment an di look at the creatures, they are supposed to be myths. There are no way creatures like this are coming to life. It is unnatural and I watch as Jack protects Eve to.Together, we flee out of the ballroom and Alejandro sees me. What are those!? Jack says. “They are miltons, cursed creatures from werewolf history. Cult answers and Irish arrive behind him.”

I rounded a final stand of pines and skidded to a stop, unable to parse what I was looking at for a second. Jack had stopped too, half-shifted with his claws and fangs out and gleaming in the last of the twilight, facing off with…well, with a giant magical attack scorpion. It stood a head shorter than Jack at the—shoulders? Did arthropods have shoulders? Probably not, but the part of it that would’ve been shoulders on a mammal—but the presumably venomous tip of its massive, wickedly curved tail had to be ten feet up in the air. The thing made a horrid, spine-shivering noise as it moved, the tail waving menacingly.

Cafer was walking a very fine line. Today they ambled through a field that was close--but not too close-- to the elves' land. "A rabbit with horns!" Alaron exclaimed. He used a magic spell to pin the creature so he could get a closer look. "It is a jackalope," Cafer informed him as they walked over to it. "And you should probably let it go." The gnome flicked his gaze around the field. These creatures could travel in packs, and the thought of a hundred small, horned creatures running at him was undesirable.

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.

As the days are passing, Jack and I are more concerned about our daughter. We never saw her wolf so we can’t say if she is Canis Lupus. She sometimes asks me what Canis Lupus is, but we all are forbidden to say anything about Canis Lupus, as it was a pack’s law from all around the world that no one would talk about it. I asked her where she came to know about this and she told me something very strange. She had a dream where she was in the meadow and a voice said to her the word Canis Lupus. Jack and I had told her not to tell this to anyone. Jack is too protective over her, he does not want anyone to hurt her, but as a beta of the royal family he was unable to leave the pack. “Daddy look,”

Otherwise, they’d have been found out long before this. There it was. Right there. Jordan was just thinking about how foolish it was for hybrids to exist. Someone mentions the jackalope. A cross between a hare and an antelope. They were a taxidermy scam from the turn of the century. The human who created it actually admitted to the scam, but people still hunted for it and lumped it in with other cryptids. Shifters didn’t normally lose their hair. But reading these messages was enough to have Jordan pulling out his hair in frustration and anxiety. Some humans made the species look like idiots and Jordan wondered how they’d survived to get this far.

One of the men growled, “You think a couple donuts can get us to talk? The people who hired us are far scarier than you. And no amount of nice things can get us to talk either.” I asked Nicona, “So, what are you hearing?” She replied, “You’re not going to like this one bit. It’s a human that hired them. So far, they don’t know the guy’s name. But I haven’t talked to Mister Jack Ass’ wolf yet.” I smiled, “Just let me know when you know a name.” I approached the last guy, Mister Jack Ass, and asked, “So what are you doing here? Why this pack?” He laughs, “Princess Chloe has a reputation. There are so many humans who talk about the dragon woman who stops poaching and hunting.” That bothered me.

In a twinkle of an eye i saw him dash towards the strange guy with broken nose and gave him a punch. I gasped in shock and surprised. The strange guy quickly took to his heel as he successfully get himself freed from Jack's grip. I look towards han and i stepped back. This can't be happening, no wonder he is not much of a talkative. I'm sure he knows much more than he is letting on. " What is going on here ? Where's Laura? " I heard Jack asked loudly. I turn to him. " Who's Laura ? " I asked him confused and he stare at me in the same manner.