Rogue Bunny Novels & Stories

Midi stumbled with a low whine as she bled from her belly but she shook off her fur like doing that would shake off the pain. That was another dangerous thing about rogues, They didn’t know when to stop, and they usually wouldn’t unless they’re dead. A rogue could have their guts out, and be five minutes from death but still be fighting like they were in perfect health. They could be that irrational, which is why, even with the fatal blow I gave to her, she still came after me. And why even as I had done that move, she still lunged for me in the same way instead of changing tactics. I got down low to do the same move on her again, but I saw the claw she had been aiming at me from her hind le

They deserve to be tortured, but they're lucky enough that I'm in a hurry or they'll die an excruciating death. I casually walked towards the man in front of me- the one who was watching me being captured by those rogues from the start. He seemed to be having a great time watching me turn those werewolves into ashes but I'm curious why there's something within me that's stopping me from killing him even though I know what kind of creature he is. He's one of them- a rogue.

She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typical rogue then I could see how that would be. No wonder pack leaders usually hated them. So much so that if an alpha or luna crossed paths with one, their first instinct would be to kill. I thought about what this meant for my mate, and how my mother would take it. Would my mother try to kill my mate? Of course, I couldn’t let anything happen to her.

Their child, born into a world free from the rogue threat, would grow up knowing the sacrifices made by their parents and the importance of unity and strength. troubling reports of increased rogue activity near our borders. They have grown bolder and more aggressive, posing a threat not only to our packs but to the entire region." A hushed murmur spread through the room, as the gravity of the situation sank in. Rogue werewolves were individuals who had either been banished or had chosen to live outside the structured hierarchy of packs. They were known for their lawlessness and unpredictability, often causing harm to innocent humans and supernatural beings alike.

As they walked by the gaming area, Robin pulled on his hand and dragged him to the machine for picking stuffed bunnies. "Drew I love this, get it for me please," she pleaded with puppy eyes. "Sure, anything you want, so how do we get the bunny?" He asked the person in charge of the machine. "You just have to scan the QR code here to pay and then move this lever to grab the bunny from inside. It is all about luck, most people spend a lot on this and don't finally get the bunny. This must be your girlfriend right? She seems very eager to get the bunny, so please give it a try." The attendant replied with a polite smile.

Moving away from Noah and Finn, they slowed down, and I waved them off. “The kids can tell you where to go. I’ll catch up.” “Nate!” Waving behind me, I strode up the guys. “What’s up?” “I think we have an issue.” My eyes narrowed. “What is it?” “We caught some wolves trespassing on the northeast side. We aren’t sure what to do with them. They aren’t anyone we know, and I thought we should grab you before they get any deeper.” “Rogues or…?” Jorge shook his head. “They are rogues, but they haven’t been for a while. Like they just left their pack.”

Luna Tina yelled for everyone to get to the bunkers. "Libby and Stephanie get to the bunkers. Protect Luna Tina. Don't let anyone in," I yelled as I got into a black Expedition and followed behind the pack of wolves. We made it to the front gates where the guards were holding off rogues. It had to be at least fifteen rogues. A familiar scent lingered in the air. The smell of rotten flesh with a hint of tar. I haven't come into contact with smell since my mother died. I jumped out of the truck shooting the rogues with silver bullets. They fell to the ground and forcibly shifted back into their human forms. There was blood and body parts all over the front of the territory. The final rogue was

However, that excitement, the special feeling, did not last. My life was perfect, I was Emily Ravenport, daughter of Alpha Eric Ravenport and Luna Aria Ravenport of the Crescent Moon Pack, and in my parent’s eyes I could do no wrong. I woke up that morning excited with the prospects of finally finding my mate. I had been waiting my whole life for this moment. It would be special, our scents would hit each other’s noses, our eyes would lock, and we would just know. Mates. Tonight was the mating ceremony, tonight I would find my mate and I already had one person in mind: Jackson Ledger. I woke to taps on my window. I jumped out of bed and saw him. Jackson Ledger. My boyfriend. He look

Pollux then looks to the ground, "I think she needs someone willing to put up with... this side of her. The guy she's into right now? They've known each other forever but she's like a wholly different person with him." Pollux puts a hand to his chin, "But I guess that's not entirely a bad thing, I just don't know if he's ever seen her when she's being a total mess. Also, the guy she likes? He's like, the perfect human being, it's almost annoying. If I get a brother-in-law, I'd want him to be someone I could vibe with y'know? Guy's the perfect dude but he's so hard to talk to! Also, did I mention he likes her back? It's insane. Human-robot falls in love with unhinged barbarian, they make an o

He cowered away from the counter and lowered his head. “Let’s go.” The stranger breathed in my ear. And like a puppet, I stood from my stool. He held my hand, leading the way. I finally got to see what he looked like from the back and it was making my heart drum hard. He was so tall, like 6 ‘5. He had a broad back and long blond hair that danced at his heavy steps. He was wearing a black cloak that looked like he came from the medieval packs. Who is he?