in a world where our two favourite anthropomorphic animals never met, crime rates in the thriving metropolis of zootopia are at an all time high; and at the same time as a criminal gang of predators known as 'the preds' make their first out of fifty attacks on the city, a shifty, fast-talking fox is brought into posse...
Picking up from the movie "zootopia" months pass as nick and Judy work hark as the the odd couple. At this time both nick and Judy start to develop feelings for each other. Unfortunately at this time there is a hate crime going on around about interspecial couples. As a string of death fall on the city , nick and Judy...
"Judy, I don't know how to tell her that I'm in love with her!" Says Nick worriedly. "Just say three simple words; I LOVE YOU! It's that simple!" I say, rolling my eyes. "Okay, but let me practice on you first." "Ok..." "I love you Judy Hopps." My heart starts beating for no damn reason. "Yeah, I love you too. Now go...
She stomped her way towards the door, almost ripping it off its hinges as she opened it. "Where the hell the have you been?" Her visitor- a rather handsome fox- stood out the door frame, doubly surprised by her outburst. "I beg your pardon?" He asked. Judy sighed. And instead of berating him further, she beckoned him...
This story is about Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde trying to figure out their feelings for each other. They try to over come the fact that they are living together but don't know about their secret love for each other. Zootopia or characters do not belong to me. Cover is by me using kindle cover.
[Alternated version of Zootopia] Nick Wilde is a cop in Zootopia along sides with a very flirtatious arctic fox, Vixen. As animals are starting to come up missing, Nick is on the case. Along the way he meets a young and optimistic rabbit, Judy Hopps, who becomes a prime suspect since one animal has attacked her. So h...
(A bit of "fluff" never hurts amiriiight?) When Judy and Nick reveal their love for one another, things get a little hairy for the both of them.
