White Rabbit Chronicles Series Novels & Stories

After inquiring, he learned that they had distinctive round faces and bodies, flat and shorter noses than other breeds, and came in various colors, commonly black and white, fawn, and light brown. He chose a white rabbit that resembled Roxana Nelson's rabbit. Initially, he intended to buy just one, but the store employee mentioned that there was another lonely rabbit, and it would be better for them to be friends! He thought it was a good idea and ended up buying both. Then he drove back to Roxana Nelson's place, knocking on the door, but no one answered. Surprised, he knocked on William's door upstairs and saw Roxana Nelson holding the lifeless rabbit. It looked as if the rabbit's death was

I walk upstairs and face-plant my body face forward on the bed. Alora – the Unknown person in Alexi's dream: Hello Alexi, it is time I tell you our history. It was centuries ago, maybe even millennia ago. Packs, clans, etc. Had been fighting each other to the point of extinction. The moon goddess created a "White Wolf." The White Wolf will be born when it is needed. Besides being a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, she will be of royal blood. The birthmark of a crown will also be on her.

Jo and I snuck out into the woods one afternoon to take our wolves for a run. Although we were cautious, we didn't want anyone to see us. When we shifted into our wolves, our white fur shimmered under the sunlight. My eyes glazed over when I saw Jenna, Jo's wolf. Her fur was pristine white, and her eyes were brilliant ocean blue. My wolf Alice and Jenna, were pretty similar in appearance, except that Alice had forest green eyes. Suddenly, our wolves began feeling a pull in a certain direction while we were running. In order to find out why our wolves were feeling this pull, Jo and I let the wolves take over and headed in the direction of the pull.

When she looked at his eyes, they were green. "Beautiful!" she whispered. Rubio gestured for her to ride on his back and hold his body tight. She did as she was told to do. Upon riding, a pack of bloody red eyes emerged like a lightning in front of them. Some were also behind. Katrina screamed as she held Rubio's wolf body tight. Rubio jumped as fast as a whirlwind and ran as quick as an arrow while cutting the branches of thousand years old trees and throwing them away to the vamps.

I hold my aching side, bracing myself to keep going, run it off, when I notice two things at once. A few feet away, under the tall oak where Mari had been perched, there’s a white rabbit, upright on her haunches, staring at me, frozen in place. And my wolf isn’t fighting me for our skin. The rabbit’s tiny heart flutters under its smooth fur, racing. Its pink and white ears point skyward. My wolf notes the little critter, his mouth instinctively watering, but he dismisses her as quickly as he notices her.

His ripped body glistening with oil. "Where were you all day? You missed the contest." "Did you win?" Rudra asked. "Of course! I am Anbir. I was the first one to find and retrieve the pearl from a talking swan." Anbir chuckled. Rudra was pleased. It meant he could stay longer. He leaned back into his chair. His hands clasped behind his head while he stared at the ornate ceiling. "Excellent! Did you say a talking swan? So Shambala does have mystical creatures."

"Turns out, a yellow rabbit appeared on the other side of the river, and it also liked White Rabbit." Cane, upon hearing this, chuckled slowly. "So, Black Rabbit panicked." "And in the end, did Black Rabbit end up with White Rabbit?" Lyra shook her head gently. "No." The werewolves immediately sighed, exclaimed, and felt sorrowful. "Why? It risked its life jumping into the river, why didn't White Rabbit agree to it?" "Confessions that come too late are useless. It went too late, and White Rabbit had already fallen for the yellow rabbit."

“Alice sits drowsily by a riverbank, bored by the book her older sister reads to her. Out of nowhere, a White Rabbit runs past her, fretting that he will be late.” Winona’s soft voice narrates the story along with the scenes that go within each word. Added by the scent of sunshine and spring where it felt like a warm breeze and the welcoming presence of home. He patiently waited, listen, and somehow decoded her every word. Wanted to find out the deal with this sudden shift in the game that they are playing, while making sure that he will have the last laugh at the end of this game. “Who do you think is Alice?” Winona’s sudden and a bit of an unexpected question. While he honestly in turn exp

“Tell her we will help.” “Okay.” The Good Witch bent over and told her and she cried white tears. “She said she will wait here for us but we gotta hurry before the predators get to her.” The witch went into her cottage and grabbed a water sack. She filled it with the pond water and handed it to Isabella's father. Then they headed to the fire berry tree to see if they could pick up on the girls trail. Isabella found a wad of grey fur and the witch cast a spell called illuminate on the paw prints. They followed the trail past the fire hill of the fire fairies. That's when they heard the sound of the growling wolves. They had surrounded something. It was up in a tree. The Good Witch cast a fear

The witch continues to chant, her eyes concentrating on Nicole’s white wolf. Mother speaks right beside me, “She’s a white wolf.” White wolves aren’t common. Valerie thinks. They haven’t read records of white wolves in their pack, and they certainly haven’t seen one at all. She doubts one will appear in the other packs as well. The witch ends her chant and the ceremonial flames burn out. She stares at Nicole’s wolf with a confused expression on her face before declaring, “The ceremony is done.” She uses her powers to light the four torches once again.