Rabbit Noir Novels & Stories

Fenis whispered into my ear “Do you smell that Leki” Kneeling down on all fours I feverishly sniffed the earth, until at last, I smelt the scent of a rabbit. My eyes lit up and a wide grin spread across my face, I motioned with my finger for Fenis to follow me, we quietly scurried through the undergrowth until there it was sitting behind an old oak tree, I could see the white tail of a bunny. Fenis put his finger to his lips, shushing me to be quiet as he raised his bow, steadying himself for the shot as soon as the rabbit revealed itself. He hesitated, unsure if he could go through with taking a life.

“Fuck you, Nyx.” “Oh, hush. You were always so dramatic.” Something flickers beside me. A shape that I recognize. Small and white, fading in and out of existence like rapid pulses. “Bubbles?” I whisper. The rabbit flickers into full form for a breath, her ears flattened, fur standing on end, eyes glowing faintly gold. Then she vanishes again. Nyxara rolls her eyes. “Oh, for the love of the old gods, stay still, sister. You’re giving me a headache.”

Before I could process his words, the auburn-haired woman stepped forward, her stance shifting into one of challenge. “This is Maren,” Darius said. “She’ll test you.” Maren’s smirk returned, and she crouched low, her muscles coiled like a spring. I barely had time to react before she lunged, her claws slashing through the air. I dodged on instinct, Vixen surging to the forefront of my mind. My wolf’s anger fueled my movements, sharpening my reflexes as I twisted out of Maren’s reach. But she was fast—faster than I’d anticipated—and her claws grazed my arm, drawing blood.

said eleven year old Natasha. Obviously, her mother gave in in the end and Natasha has had a pet snake ever since. She watched as the snake dug in to the beef jerky she had pulled from the fridge. The sleek green skin moved so smoothly as she stretched out a hand and stroke it. They seemed to have established a connection as the snake had never lashed out at her but always seemed to enjoy her company and it went both ways. Grabbing her pack, Natasha left after waving her mother bye despite the tension between them.

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of

I pinched my nipples, spreading my legs apart for him, my pussy pulsed as I watched Hunt stroke his big cock. "Fuck me hard," I instructed him and he did just that as he plunged deep inside of me. This wasn't slow love-making like the other night. This was dark and animalistic. He grunted and I moaned. I scraped my nails across his back as he trusted deep inside of my wet pussy, the only sounds filling the room were our bodies slapping against each other and our ragged breaths.

“And no, I don't remember buying rabbit satay. It's a cute animal, how can I eat it?” “And in exchange you eat five deer skewers,” Elina replied with a snort. “Even though I am absolutely sure you once said that deer are cute animals and their horns are very beautiful.” Nadira shrugged. “I am an admirer of animals,” she promises. “However, I can't lie to my own tongue.” “So you think rabbit meat is bad?” Elina asked doubtfully. “I have no idea.” Nadira admitted. “Never wanted to try. They are like cats to me. Such cute animals should not be eaten.”

The urge to protect her rose above and beyond all else. “Hello, what’s your name?” she giggled in her sweet, childish voice. She had a scattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, and her bright blue eyes sparkled with a sweetness of the purest kind. She smiled, showcasing a mouthful of milky white teeth. Her blonde curls remained dry beneath the hood of her coat. “My name is Ruby Knight and I’m six. I wish you could talk,” she spoke with a sigh. “I’m not supposed to talk to strangers, but you’re just a friendly dog so that doesn’t count,” she continued to chatter.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

The rabbit anxiously asked her as she pulled her ears down making a total cute image in front of the viewer. Hellion blinked her eyes and said. “ Can I touch those?” She pointed her finger on her ears expectantly. The rabbit shook her head and drilled herself on the wall. Hellion retracted her arm, disappointed. Xegris then appeared behind him and glanced at the trembling rabbit lady. He raised his brows at Hellion and then pulled his attention towards the innkeeper. “We’d like to check out.” He said with a smile.