White Rabbit Villain Novels & Stories

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Alexander pointed a finger directly at me, his eyes filled with accusation. "Ivy is a fraud! She stole the White Wolf powers from Sarah using black magic when we were children! That’s why Sarah is weak, and that’s why Ivy has the power. But the blood... the blood doesn't lie. Only Sarah can bear us strong heirs!" "Yes!" Sarah sobbed from behind them. "I didn't want to say anything... I didn't want to hurt my sister... but for the future of the pack, I can't hide the truth anymore."

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

he vowed under the snowy sky, after the day of Christmas. _______________ In a place somewhere, The white girl wearing a pure white cloak with her favorite pet on her shoulder was kneeling with the heads down in front of an ominous chair, in front of a person holding a great dark presence, smiling deviously under his Black fox mask. “You did a great job, twin of Crimson Blade, White Raven.” The girl has just silently nodded. The great presence added, removing his masked that hides a face with a deep scar, “Now, as the hunter took long to draw her arrow. A big wild rabbit will hunt her instead. Let’s harvest the Black Rabbit I raised so plumply.”

As he came back to his original spot, the werewolf watched him closely, and this time Wilson stood in a position where the werewolf would see what he was about to do. Wilson held the rabbit tightly and safely, then he injected his new substance into the rabbit and placed it on the ground. The rabbit was about to run, when it slowed down and then fell to the ground. Wilson was very proud of his outcome, and so he went to pick it up but was shocked, "oh!", he said and turned to the werewolf, "It's dead." Wilson discarded the rabbit and carried it to the werewolf. He removed the tape from the werewolf's mouth.

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.

They looked at me. “White wolf? It’s been long,” Malcom answered. Titus was quiet, just analysing me. Most times I know when he is quiet, he is up to no good. “Valeria is a white wolf; we saw it with our own two eyes,” I said, looking at them. They gasped, but Tutus still kept quiet. “It’s not possible,” he said. I nod my head. “It is; she is a white wolf. She killed a lot of warriors, passing them in a blur. We need to work together pillars; we can capture her,” I said, desperately. Titus stood up.

She cared about not who Robert was, but whether she was the Wolf, he was exposed to the outside. “Robert Evans is a serial killer, and he specializes in deceiving young girls in their twenties to twenty-eight. He tricked and successfully killed twelve girls.” Selina for Wolfgang’s information, was even less interested. She’s lost patience with the man in front of her. “What do you want to say? What did Robert tell you?" Wolfgang didn't think that Selina would ask that question, so he was surprised and froze in place. “Why do you guys like to talk so long?”

How can her evil-like enchantress appearance attract the rabbit? Well, it was stated the Death Rabbit had a particular taste about its partner and it can mate with every species who looked evil even minding the gender. That’s why Leqaria had asked Heiytu, Juon and Oguas what the Death Rabbit liked the most because it was also its weakness. When the bunny wanted to hug her, it was confused because its sight suddenly changed to see the sky. Its tall body crashed and laid on the ground with hands and legs turned upward.

Sebastian shook his head laughingly. “Lass, he’d say.” Bast corrected. “That he would. Well, I’m happy for him.” *** Elsabet woke this morning, to discover a rabbit cowering under the draping coverlet next to her bed. Whiskers twitching and huge brown eyes intent on her. So adorable she immediately leaned over to sweep him up to cuddle her shoulder. But looking at him she realized he was white and covered in hair so dense it nearly stuck straight out. By far the fluffiest of his kind.