Rabbids Raving Rayman Novels & Stories

Ray. “I’m sorry,” Ray muttered regretfully as he climbed on top of the freezer. Stabs of pain lanced through his shoulder as he unlocked the window, slid it up, and punched the screen out. Adrenaline was his fuel, staving off the dizziness and fear as he wiggled out of the window and dropped as quietly as he could onto fallen leaves. Ray had no idea where he was. He thought Leon drove by somewhere, but who was to say that thewere still somewhere he knows.

Ravan: Greek god like body and sharp facial features , anybody would mistake him for being a super model however he is a killing machine, he is ruthless, brutal, cold and heartless who shows no mercy on his prey, he makes them suffer before killing them in deadliest way possible, Ravan Works for the only mafia in India Shabbir Shaikh, who solely owns whole underworld of India, Ravan runs every illegal bushiness of shabbir from extortion, Drugs smuggling, human trafficking , international smuggling to even KILLING , Every gangster wets their pants just hearing Ravan’s name, Every politician is under his command, police fears to even lodge an complaints against him, Media avoid every news rel

soft pants puffed out behind each word. Ray .

"No, it's not like that. You're a stranger, go into a girl's room without clothes on. And I don't know what your purpose is, you could have done evil, right?" Raymond looked up at Nala, he rubbed his wet cheeks with the back of his hand and Raymond shook his head. "Ray came to look after Nala, Ray swore. Want Ray to show you something, Nala?" Nala put her racket back on Raymond. "Please do. Make me believe." Raymond rose to his feet wiping his watery nose with the back of his hand. "Ray won't hurt Nala. Promise." Then Raymond bows his back, Nala staring alertly. She is like losing her breath as Nala looks clearly in front of her eyes, Raymond's back as it splits rapidly and pulls out two sma

His teeth were darkened with what seemed like many years of tobacco intake, and his breath stunk of smoke and decayed food. “He was trying to kidnap our Rebecca, don’t you see?” the bald one stated. “Unhand me immediately,” Jacob said in a low threatening voice. “You got the nerve to talk after what we caught you doing?!” the hairy guy bellowed, raising his hand, about to strike Jacob. “Stop James! He wasn’t trying to hurt me. Leave him, John.” Rebecca yelled weakly. The hefty dudes known as James and John stared at each other and then at Rebecca.

“That’s enough of the chitchat. Let’s get back to business.” Ray stated as he pounced on his son. His clone was no different. It was only lagging behind due to its slower speed. It didn’t take even a second for Ray to get to Mane. “Splintering Fist”, Ray’s voice echoed loudly. “Extreme Burst”, Mane screamed in retaliation.

Enjoy your rabbit meat" I nodded at him and turned to Rayne's father "We should not waste anymore time" I said and he nodded then turned around and I followed right behind him.

* *RRRRAAAAA! "BAD BREATH ZOMBIES COME AND CHASING ME !!! NYE NYE NYE NYE!!!"- Raymart even though his face is too scared and in any minute he can wet himself Raymart still has done his job nicely "this idiot Raymart he is calling those zombies as bad breath, then can we also consider him as a zombie? because he is also had an awful breath ahahaha"- Phil "Phil dont make me laugh im currently in so much tense here!"- Timot

Making me feel like i just asked the worst question. "Well", he said his voice going back to how it usually was, the voice that would make a stranger run for the hills. "Well I'm Bryan Raven, lived in New York most of my life till now. Cause my dad thinks I can jump off our apartment, so here I am being catered by you guys", he said finally with his face going plane. "Well trust me they're way more places to kill yourself here than in New York", i said matter factly trying to lighten his mood. "And you'll also have enough reasons not to, believe me", I said practically whispering it, hoping he heard me. I hope i never give up on him, he deserves so much, he deserves to br fought for.

He seemed to lose his breath as he saw clearly in front of his own eyes, on Raymond's back, two small, black, hairy bumps that were gradually growing. Ravi instinctively moved closer to the wall, and the racket in his hand fell to the ground. Ravi's breath caught, and he gasped, and his heart raced. Raymond seemed to be waiting for Ravi to say something, with a curious look in his eyes that sparkled even brighter than before, until Ravi felt mesmerized by those eyes.