Rocket Raccoon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Everything is the same, as long as you cancel the slave agreement. I'm still going to write a provocative letter every month, and who's tearing me up doesn't care." Hana left after she had done everything. She didn't want too much contact with Roley; as soon as she reached the door, she was met by Racba, standing in the hallway deliberately listening inside. Hana unleashed a sudden whirlwind of fire that caused Racba's clothes and hair to scorch. Racba screamed like a mad dog kneading at Hana, but she only managed to scratch at the protective bubbles outside set up by Hana. Jackson raised the tip of his sword to where Racba stood, blood dripping from her shoulders and soaking her burning sh

Rurac said as we all shifted our attention to something on the ground written in fire. "I have sent your pups back to where they came from. This is my revenge, Alyssa." "No, no! My pups!" I cried out loud, tears streaming down my face. The sight of the burning cottage made my anguish unbearable, and I tried to break free from Rurac's grasp, desperate to rush into the inferno. "How could Rona do this? My pups are innocent! They can't be dead! No! My pups!" I yelled loudly crying my eyes out. It's unfair. My pups

"They’re going to be completely exhausted by dinner time, which means I might actually get to read a book tonight." "Don't count your chickens, Coco. Those kids have a backup battery that defies the laws of physics," Annie warned, taking a massive gulp of her own iced coffee. Just as the words left her mouth, Ricky suddenly abandoned the pigeon operation entirely. He spotted Annie from across the lawn, his eyes lighting up with a mischievous spark, and he began sprinting straight toward our picnic blanket at maximum velocity, his little arms flailing in the air. "Aunty Annie! Look how fast I am!" he screamed, completely ignoring the gravel boundary line.

It was a good idea moving into a spacious room. “RACOON?” Ra raises her sweet voice, following after me. “How dare you?” I unwrap a toast and stuff it in where her mouth should be when she gets close. Though the mask is in the way. Her eyes widen even more at my audacity then she removes it, breaks off a piece, puts it in her mouth under the cloth and begins to munch on it like a little Racoon. Meanwhile hunger hums in my belly at the taste of toast on my fingers.

Amelia replied. “Thanks for going through the trouble," Lucas said, quietly. “Waiting for breakfast isn't much, but taking care of you? Now that's exhausting," Amelia joked, giving him a quick side glance. “You like racing, right?" Lucas said, suddenly thoughtful. "As a thank-you, how about I get you a race car?" He had deduced that Amelia was Raven, top of the racing world and far from short on cash. Handing her money felt impersonal. A race car, on the other hand, should match her preference.

Ricky says, as his hands slowly go down my thighs, and he slowly begins to move his hands back up, under my dress, causing shivers down my spine. "I'm glad he rejected me. Otherwise, I would have never met you, or maybe I would have, but I would not be here with you now." I say, feeling the wetness between my leg as pressure begins to mount. I can't help but moan, tilting my head back as his warm hands go higher and higher. He slowly guides one hand between my legs, pressing his thumb against my panties over my walls. "Who knows, maybe the Dark Moon wolves would have a different Luna!" he says, making me growl. "I don't think so. You're mine, Ricky. And only mine." I say, making him chuckle.

Nico and Maya sat together, Maya leaning against her brother’s side, half-asleep, her rabbit in her lap, Nico’s hand resting protectively on her small shoulder. Nico looked up, catching Raven’s gaze across the fire. He nodded once. It was small, but it was everything. After the pack drifted to their quarters, Raven and Ragnar stood beneath the stars, the cold wind brushing against them, the world quiet. “She’s going to be a handful,” Ragnar said, a soft smile on his lips. “Like someone else I know,” Raven teased, bumping her shoulder into his. His arm slipped around her waist, pulling her close. “You’re building something here, Raven. Something they can’t take.”

The kids who loved F1 wanted to become like him one day. It truly was an exhausting day. After the race ended and I returned to my room, my mind kept racing, thinking about what needed to be done next. Once we returned to the city, a thorough physical check would be conducted. Ah, my face flushed as I remembered what I had seen earlier—the parts of Raven’s body that were truly a sight to behold, and it made my heart race. He made my heart race in a strange way. No, I don’t think it’s because I’m in love with him. I’ll admit, Raven really is a warm man, but he and I haven’t known each other for very long.

Shannon’s POV “You’re starting to sound like some hopeless romantic with delusions of grandeur that happens to have a fairytale ending in your head.” Ricky laughed lightly as he rolled off the bed on the other side. He was stark naked and I forced myself to keep my attention on his face before I made a fool of myself again.

“Wait—were you two…?” Ryker turned his head slowly, his eyes colder than ever. “Don’t finish that sentence.” Raccoon grinned anyway, as if testing fate was worth it just to see Ryker breathing again. He didn’t stop walking until he was beside the bed. Without warning, he threw his arms around Ryker in a tight, emotional hug. For a moment, Ryker didn’t move. Then his fist shot forward and landed square a in Raccoon’s gut. “Fuck!” Raccoon groaned and stumbled back, doubling over. “What the hell was that for?”