Zootopia Comic Book Novels & Stories

“Olive, didn’t I warn you? You come back here, and now the whole zoo’s a mess. Once I kill you and feed you to the crocodiles, who’s going to trace it back to me?” “Uncle Zane, why waste words? There’s no one around. Let me deal with her. I’ll take out my anger myself.” Stanley laughed darkly and started to unbuckle his belt. Suddenly, the bamboo beside him bent. Something round and heavy dropped down and landed squarely on his head. Stanley screamed as his spine was being crushed. Zane trembled and blurted, “Panda!” A big panda sat there, chewing bamboo, sitting on top of Stanley and staring at me.

Liz ran into my room as I crashed on the floorboards, clutching my hand and hearing Liz's voice getting farther before it went black. Part two Adrianne's POV I didn't tell mum that I was scared and very sad. She seemed to have a lot on her mind. When I was done with my homework, I felt that familiar pain in my head as I grabbed my sketch book and started seeing snatches of things. My hand moved in sync with the pencil and when I was done, I saw a house, an open window, blinds, shadows and police cars. It was the same house I had seen at first, with its potted Hyacinth, gardenias and petunias. I knew there was something wrong and I could smell danger in the air.

Hearing Zoey’s story, Baby Z looked at Tristan and asked him. “Daddy swans are werewolves too?” And that’s it. All this time Tristan watched Zoey, wondering how the hell she resists in front of him, how she ignores the mate bond, when he is little and has a heart stroke. “Werewolves?” Zoey asked and started to laugh, making Tristan’s heart skip a beat. “You have a vivid imagination, baby girl” and caressed the top of her head but offering her hand to Baby she, Zoey says.