Rabbit Noir Novels & Stories

Notice: Hi. This is the author of “Down the Rabbit Hole”. This is a short notice that everything in this story is purely fictional. All characters, settings, and pieces of information are purely all from the creator’s mind. Others, that you may find similar to what you have seen, you have read, all of those are purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any matter without prior notice or permission of the copyright owner. It’s a world of fantasy to be in, and a world where we can runaway, so hold on, Mi Estrellas.

I touched it gingerly, a shiver running through me. The sound of a soft thump followed by a rustle of movement drew my attention. I turned to see Lina, Felix’s pet rabbit, hopping into the bathroom, her nose twitching curiously. She was a stunning thing, snow-white fur, ears tipped with the faintest hint of gray, eyes like polished black glass. “Hey, sweet girl,” I murmured, crouching down to scratch behind her ears. She leaned into the touch, her whiskers quivering.

As i followed behind them i couldn't help thinking back to what Hunter said about The dragon having a mole inside this way he'll always be one step ahead of vanguard. I smirked " Luke you sneaky bastard" i chuckled before following after them. MOSCOW RUSSIA Rhinos pov Rhinl wiped the blood of his hands with a towel as he walked towards the bosse's office. The traiters conffession as he pleaded for mercy of who helped him to hijack the bosse's shipment was written on a piece of paper in his pocket. The boss will be pleased to know that Bergmann won't be a problem anymore.But the scene rhino saw as he walked into the office made even him pause. The dragon stares down at a locket in his hands h

, Said an old roaster after crowing his morning cry, on top of the beck, close to the window. "You get it now, stop the racket," said the hamster to the rabbit with annoyance, the hamster has always been the grumpy type. "Alyssa! Alyssa! Alyssa!" Shouts Norma Elspeth from outside Alyssa's door. she had a really croaked thin voice. "Oh my! She is coming" Said Berk the rabbit with fright in his eyes. "Oh my goodness", The rooster said and flies away. "I have to wake her up", The rabbit said and continues shaking Alyssa until she gives up a yawn.

The woman's restrained smile and the rabbit's scarlet, bloodshot eyes alternated before Brent's eyes. When he came back to his senses he was in the basement, with a dying rabbit under him. The poor rabbit's carotid artery had been severed when he had made an unsteady cut, and a plume of blood had spilled everywhere. Instead of smelling blood, Brent's nose was filled with the smell of rainwater and the citrusy scent of the face wash the woman had just used.

“Well, if you’re talking about right now… then I injected you with a little something to weaken your wolf, and don’t get your hopes up, Raven, it won’t wear off anytime soon. Besides I’ll keep injecting you over and over until I need you” “Need me for what?”. “For my plan to work, of course”. He shrugged so smugly. “You see this….”. He said as he pulled out a small blue flower out of his pocket that was exactly like the ones we saw on the mountain. He held it up into the dim light, admiring it with his eyes. “This little beauty is called nightbane, and luckily for me I have plenty of it. So little and dainty yet so powerful, at least to your breed!”. He spoke as he gazed at the flower then t

“What exactly has made the rabbit come out in broad daylight?” Heads turned as Quagmire approached the table at which Ronan sat, the single furry robe he wore trailing behind him, his bare chest catching the dim lights. The noise in the room dipped for a second under his voice—then surged right back up like nothing happened. Ronan didn’t answer immediately. He just watched him, arms folded, expression unreadable. Then a slow smirk tugged at his lips. “The only man proud to be a walking dildo.”

i mentally facepalmed myself I rush out of the castle as fast as my legs could carry me The outside of the castle is just as magnificent as it is inside. Far ahead of me, I see Yoda seated on a midnight black horse and a pale white horse next to her. As I approach, Mateo comes into sight since he is ahead of us. It is still dark outside and the cold air stings my ears. “Here” Yoda tosses me some earmuffs and leather gloves I cautiously approach the beautiful white horse which I assume is mine. “His name is Melrue” she says

Kimberly rolled next and got a nine, which meant she qualified for the next round. She turned and saw Vladimir , the head of the Russian cartel enter the casino from the back door and made his way into a demarcated section which was restricted. The second round had started, and it was her turn to play. She rolled a six this time, and continued her survey of the place. Looking through the large window, she saw an hotel across the parking lot, which she could easily set up in, but the random movement of people in the room meant that there a likelyhood that she would be obstructed while trying to hit her mark.

Sara reported. “Hugo is at work. He works until four or five on Fridays normally,” Rocco said once we stepped outside. “Where does he work?” I asked. “A brothel near Calabogie.” “I know it,” I said, looking at Sara. “You’re free to go.” I turned to Rocco, undoing my alpha aura. We got back into the car and drove just over a half hour to get to Hugo’s place of work. I was familiar with it as that was where we got our wolfsbane darts supply, which would explain how the rogue was able to obtain them.