Rocket Raccoon Novels & Stories

Anda whispered to him running to the track. " I heard you've been playing royalty lately..don't they lock you in a cage or something?"one of the racers asked. " What's that?I hear fear...let's race Gutsy and stop trying to get into each other's nerves.. goodluck,you're gonna need it"Anda smiled and pulled on her helmet getting on her motorcycle. " The rules still remain..do not tackle your opponent is..stay in lane and ...win"Baron said. " Okay babes..are you ready to get yourselves some real cash .on your marks..get ready"A beautiful girl in bikini raised the gun above her head and shot.

"If it won't fit in you, it'll fit in me!" "MILO!" Jace scolded his dirty wolf. Thankfully this time in his head, and not out loud. Jace was grossed out at the image that just passed through his head, of Lexon taking Milo in wolf form. "Gross!" Jace said, but Milo simply shrugged his wolf shoulders.

It must be nice to be a raccoon and steal people's shit. There's an asshole male lead raccoon. I call him Rocket. His beta male counterpart is Meeko. Naming raccoons after famous ones doesn't make me love them more. "Dad, Rocket's at it again," I say. My half-asleep father gets his rifle and is prepared to kill them. I grab a taser. Together in our pajamas, we sneak to the attic to trap those pesky pests. Mom hands dad a large net. And we start the count down.

“Alpha.” At least he wasn’t as mad. “Go.” “His name is Ricky. They just know him from the streets. I guess he was a warrior for another pack. They didn’t know what pack, but I guess he is highly trained.” “Ricky what?” Beau’s voice had an edge to it. “Brett, what did he look like?” Gavin and I met eyes. The edge to Beau’s voice was making me nervous. “Black shaggy hair. He had a scar across his face.”

Carolina had brought a jar of moonshine, and her thighs pressed up against his like she could wring the day out of him through osmosis. He let her. Let her pick the bugs from his hair, let her tap his shin with hers whenever she was about to confess or demand or lure him in with a gross science fact. “Did you know, post-catastrophe, raccoons have evolved eating plastic?” she asked, peeling the label off the glass with her thumb. “They get tumors, but then their litters get smarter anyway. It’s like nature wanted a little chaos-creature to outlive us all.”

I would never want to be the reason anyone else goes through the same thing. So I've been thinking of horse betting. Horses of great speed can cost us millions to start off but they can also make us billions. I'll take the risk but I'm gonna need a backup plan. I was really missing Roxy. She would suggest all kinds of things to me, brainstorming ideas for each suggestion... **Flashback** "What's this one?" Roxy asked picking up a gun. "That is a Romanian Carbine. Known as AK Draco," Jack stated.

she says happily as she hugs Abbie again before they start walking inside the pack house. Hunter and Ricky look at each other and freeze on the spot as they train. "What's wrong with you, come on. Let's keep going!" Ricky says to Hunter who looks at him with shock in his eyes. “They're here. The Black Ravens. They're…here.” he says, looking at Ricky worryingly.

He slowly wipe Niffa’s tears from her cheek and smiled back as they hug each other. Minutes later, the rain stops as Niffa went to the forest to see such dreadful surroundings. Animals are injured and some are dead on the spot. Niffa cried as she walk towards the raccoon lying under the tree, the raccoon’s feet were burned. She touch it as the raccoon wiggled in pain. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to hurt you guys,” she said as she covered her face and cried on her knees. “Niffa you need to see this,” Rico said from behind, she quickly wiped her tears and follow him back into the house.

Hunter’s ministrations were distracting me from them discussing all they wanted to do to me. “Long as I get her pretty tits.” He popped up from my lower lips to laughingly say. “And I get that tight little ass.” Racer rumbled. His eagerness deepening his voice with lust. “Oh yeah,” Hunter paused as I rubbed against his nose and chin eagerly. “I brought this.” He lifted a small bit of black plastic. “Good idea.” Racer remarked. “That’ll help me for tomorrow.”

Dee-Dee said with a laugh. Slowly Leila started to stand up. She didn’t want to upset the creature on her back. Eventually he chattered, and got down. As she moved around the room, looking over the kittens, the raccoon followed her, and sniffed every kitten she did. She was startled when he suddenly ran past her quickly. She glanced to where he went, then went back to sniffing a larger black kitten. The two were looking at each other curiously when the raccoon came back carrying a tiny kitten in his mouth. It had blue eyes. Was white with black, and orange spots. The raccoon pushed away the black kitten, and dropped the spotted kitten right in front of Leila, looking proud of itself.