Rogue Bunny Novels & Stories

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.

“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

It's not like he remembered our past, right? “In the year 204, the head of humans and the Alpha King established a contract. It was to establish the unity of the two species. Because of that contract, humans and werewolves lived peacefully together without killing each other. However, despite the contract, there are still werewolves who don't obey the law. They are called rogues. Rogues are those who are banned or kicked in a pack. The pack will no longer have the responsibility to protect a werewolf once they become a rogue, which is why it will also be easy for the rogue hunters to hunt rogues.”

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

Although the moon rabbit kittens were adorable, they were also crazy about carrots. Skree! It was a horrible sound to hear as baby bunnies died. The unluckier ones died in their bubbles, while the luckier monsters managed to touch the ground for a few seconds before they became meat pastes or skewers, depending on who they met first. Oritha’s Boomerang cut down many floating bunnies. Her amplified giant strength created sonic booms with every throw. Yet, the number of invaders could not keep up with the speed and ferocity of the defenders.

The Rogue crumpled, its form shifting erratically as it breathed its last. Luna Light's eyes darted around, tracking the chaos. She spotted a young pack member, barely out of his teenage years, being overpowered by two Rogues. Without a second thought, she grabbed a crossbow from a fallen warrior and aimed. She fired, the arrow striking one of the Rogues in the side. It let out a guttural scream and turned on her, but she was ready. She reloaded and fired again, this time hitting the Rogue squarely in the chest. It fell, writhing in pain, and she rushed forward, pulling the young pack member to his feet.

I deserve answers," I said. Sean looked over at Stephen, who nodded at him to tell me. "Okay, your parents were not murdered by bears. The policeman that told you that was a Rogue," Sean said "What's a Rogue?" I asked "A Rogue is a wolf without a Pack. They live alone. They normally did something bad to get kicked out of their Pack, like kill someone or betray their Alpha," Sean said "Why would a Rogue tell Jenn and me that our parents were killed in an animal attack?" I asked