Rogue Bunny Novels & Stories

As I headed towards the stairs, I saw an older man I’d never seen before, but the resemblance to Kalen was undeniable. “Ah, you must be Alyssa,” the man said, his tone friendly. Okay, so he knew me. “Uh, yeah. I am.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Rogue King Elijah.” This was the rogue king? I stood there, stunned for a moment. He looked so normal. Like any other man. For some reason, I’d expected something more. Something more… conniving, wicked, tricksy. Yet the king wasn’t any of those things. Realizing I was staring at him, I snapped out of my daze and said, “Oh, hello, pleasure to meet you too.”

He plunged the celestial silver dagger into my arm. I screamed, thrashing against the chains. He wasn’t stabbing me randomly—he was carving something into my flesh. The pain was unbearable. I slipped in and out of consciousness, the room spinning around me. Finally, it ended. I gasped, looking down at my arms and legs. On my left arm, carved in blood and pain, was the word 'Rogue.' On my right arm, 'Luna.' On my left leg, 'Tenebrosi.' And on my right, again, 'Luna.'

I said. Over the next few weeks, I became part of their small group. I learned how to set traps for rabbits and which plants were safe to eat. More rogues started to join us, siblings who had lost their parents, and an old man named Gage who had been kicked out of his pack for getting too old, I bet that's not the whole story.

Kendra smiled calmly at the rogue, even as her blue eyes stared coldly at him. “I would rather be dead than betray my friends,” Bunny roared and launched at Kendra. “I was hoping you would pick the hard way,” Kendra mutters excitedly as she easily parries away the rogue’s attack. The two faced off in their human form, with Kendra having the most fun playing with her query. Frustrated at not being able to lay a single blow on the brunette, while his body is full of knife wounds, the rogue called his other half into the fight.

- Bobby a sudden notification revealed at their front upon stepping at the fog -INSTANT DUNGEON: GIANT BORUMBA’S FOG- Do you want to go inside? YES/NO It bewildered everyone, to what they saw “This is an instant dungeon?!”- Christian Bobby starts questioning due to he doesn’t have any knowledge about this stuff “what does it mean?”- Bobby Phil immediately explain it to Bobby though he doesn’t say some irrelevant things, Bobby finds the gist of the information “This is not regular dungeon like the owner of the factory and Daruga’s lair”- Bobby

It has kept us sharp and fit. Ebony growls at the rogues, her paws digging into the ground. The snarl back before attack simultaneously. They’re coming from either side, so Ebony ducks under them, letting them hit each other in the air. She moves with lightning fast speed, jumping on the back of one of the rogues, clamping down on his neck and ripping it out. The rogue howls in pain, but Ebony just uses him as leverage to jump into the side of the other rogue. She lands on him, chomping down on his windpipe and ripping it out. Blood spatter all over her multicolored fur, but she doesn’t seem to notice. The wounded rogue is not dead yet, so Ebony rips out his throat as well and moves on. I’m

“Welcome Alphas, we are here to make an important decision. We don’t need to make it a debate or tell you what we are here for but for clearing up any misunderstanding, we are gathered to make a decision. Should the rouge pack be part of us? The council would have decided on this but we have unfortunately come to a tie and incase of a tie breaker, it would be put for a public vote.” The hall erupted into hush whispers. People wondered why it was a topic for discussion. “Please be quiet, everyone.” Elder Taffy, the leader, spoke. “This will be done now. All in support for the rogue pack to be an official pack please raise your hands.” Few hands went up but it was not enough, then I saw Kael p

None dared to speak. “Next,” a gruff voice called. A hand shoved her forward. Charollet stumbled up the steps of the platform, blinking under the glare of torchlight. A hush fell over the crowd of bidders. “Lot Forty-Seven,” the announcer declared. “Nineteen years. Rogue-raised. Never shifted. Suspected human. Untouched.” A collective murmur passed through the crowd. Some scoffed. Others leaned forward in interest. Charollet kept her eyes down, jaw clenched.

Gary asked Desperately Clinging onto her every word. “He wasn’t as big as Seth’s Wolf Thunder, he was smaller and all white, he looked like a bunny” A bunny? okay well that’s a start “What else did you see?’ I asked. “The Big white bunny Wolf Carried Seth to the front door -he rang the doorbell and left through the backyard gate” I walked to the side of Gary All the blood that soaked the concrete reminded me of the night I watched my mother get killed “Is Seth Gone?”

The air was warm and natural, and it seemed as though many had heard, yet none would speak of it as they appeared to have considered it natural. Two days passed since tears had filled eyes and fear had gripped many at their weakest points. And unto the next day, what had happened at night had become a thing of the past as the smiles on faces sprang up out of sorrows of hearts. It seemed as though they had all adapted to the regular torture and torments of a rogued beast as such, evident in the rapid refurbishing of the damaged environments. The phantom's nature was specially chaos, that was knowledge known to all men and child. And its footprints were the massive destruction which could neve