Arifureta Bunny Novels & Stories

She hugged her bag tightly in front of her chest and turned towards Alex who was already looking at her with that naughty look again. “Then why are you such an adorable little bunny?” Alex stepped closer while continuing to tease her. Water droplets from his wet hair fell onto his shoulders and chest. Making the water flow through the perfect valley of muscles. “Who's the bunny? You're the bunny!” Aria tried to look at him fiercely and raised her chin. She wouldn't let Alex bully her every day. Her waist felt like it was going to break. Today she didn't want to do it, she was so tired. But even though she braved herself, her retreating footsteps couldn't lie.

“I’m here. I’ve got you.” Her fingers clutch my jacket, knuckles white. I feel her tears soak through the fabric. My Lycan purrs low and fierce. Mate. Never lose her again. Around us, the room breathes. I force myself to look up. There are others—half a dozen adults, eyes wide, fear-scent thick in the air. A young female huddles near the wall, the woman clutching two tiny bundles wrapped in blankets. Pups. No older than six months. Their tiny scents punch straight through me, sharp and innocent.

He placed his hand against its furry cheek and gave it a few gentle strokes, the fluffy tail flopping wildly from side to side. He giggled, his tear-stained eyes sparkled in the sunlight. "I am supposed to kill you and eat you," He muttered to the Bunny and sniffed. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you'll live a life better than mine. A real one, and I will be your Daddy!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, feeling very brave and confident with his idea. "From here on, we only have each other. I will always listen to you, and play with you, and you will do the same for me!" He said, kissing the bunny on the nose. The bunny clucked softly. "My name is Caleb," He told the bunny, rubbing his hands toge

she says, coming over and offering her hand with a sweet smile. He hesitantly shakes her hand, “Should that mean something to me?” Her eyebrows knit together in confusion, “I was sent by the Delegation to help with your eyti problem, I was under the impression you knew I’d be coming.” “What are you?” I ask in amazement. “I’m a raitruum,” she says proudly. Alden and I glance at each other and shrug, neither of us knowing what that is. She sighs, “Humans would call us thunderbirds.”

The rude lady then left them. "Hi! My name is Jean. I heard that you want to purchase two Louis Vuitton Architettura Capucines BB bags. Let me get it for you." The second sales lady was the complete opposite of the first one. She is so friendly and charming. "How about you Alpha, do you want to buy some bags for you? How about you, Alarick? You two should buy at least one. I want you to have a bag in order for us to remember that we went here." Luna said to them.

Like he was my friend but he was not and he wanted me to know that. “I am Avara Dimitri, and I was abandoned in an orphanage when I was just a child. So no, I do not who my parents are.” I answered already feeling hurt but angry. “Risorto,” He said and the air around me became tense and wild and soon I flew towards him. “Fergil!” André shouted and I closed my eyes when I could hear his voice. If this ma wanted to kill me, could they stop? “Calm down, I can’t hurt her, I’ve told you.” He answered with an eye roll, holding my jaw and dragging me closer. His eyes looked deeply into mine and swallowed when he smiled.

“I was greatly alarmed at what I had seen, so I ran to my mother’s hut to inquire on what was happening, but she refused to tell me the truth. After seeing those men in the palace, I knew my father was going to tell me the truth, so I waited eagerly as I sat beside him. Murai told them a summary of all his father had said. The name 'Banabella' rang in their ears. “Son,” his father started, “I named you Murai for this reason: the night you were born, I fought and killed a leopard. That same night, I had good dreams about you. The day of your birth signified strength and power. I feel you will become powerful on earth if you listen to the voice of the gods; for I had the foreknowledge and pray

“This isn’t me.” I shook my head violently, tears clouding my vision. My reflection blurred as sobs built in my throat. “This is not me!” I screamed, gripping the edge of the mirror as if breaking it would reveal the truth. Then Karina’s voice filled my mind, strong and certain. "It is you, Aria. The Moon has given you another chance. She has clothed you in a new form, but within, your soul remains untouched. You are still you" I collapsed to my knees in front of the mirror, my breath coming in ragged gasps. The truth hit me with a weight I could not bear. My hands pressed against the cool floor as my lips trembled, the word slipping from me in a whisper of disbelief. “Reborn?”

Saraya, whose eyes were closed, heard Raf’s chuckle and opened her eyes with a jerk. “Look, he is the invader,” Raf said, and with that, bent a little. Saraya looked down and found a cute white little bunny in Raf’s hands. “Where did he come from?” Saraya asked and took a step towards him. Raf signalled towards the front door. “We left the door open,” Raf exclaimed and patted the bunny. Saraya found the broken glass vase near the door. “He is so small,” Saraya said in awe and rubbed his ear softly.

I said out aloud and both of them looked up at me with a smile. "Ara! you're back!" She climbed down the sofa and rushed over to me. I picked her up and she blessed me with her kisses on the face. I giggled and kissed her back. "Aw someone was excited to see me," I said and she nodded enthusiastically. I put her down and went to the kitchen to fetch something to drink. We had some orange juice and I poured it into a glass before going to sit with them and watch cartoons. Brenna was our next-door neighbor. She was a polite lady in her early forties and often babysat Crystal, my niece on weekdays as on weekends I was home I used to take her responsibility.