Bambi Author Novels & Stories

I point out and she glares hard at me. “Her name is Bambi. She has a name. She’s a living thing and deserves respect. Stop calling her names.” My sister warns me and I scoff. “I don’t know where Bambi is and I couldn’t care less about where she had gone. Who cares what she’s up to? Can I go into my room now? I have things to do.” I tell Calla and she glares even harder. “I don’t know why you hate Bambi so much. She’s such a sweet girl.” Calla mumbles under my breath. Indeed, Birdie is a sweet girl. Her pussy is the best and she leaves me wanting more and more of her.

However, he didn’t even protest when Alpha Marcus said that Bambi was Mike’s mate. Beta Malcolm should have known the alpha wouldn’t know who Mike’s mate was, but the beta trusted and believed the alpha, which is his fault. Yes, Bambi is older, and that alone doesn’t trigger any warning flags. However, the beta should have realized something was off when Bambi came into the pack house for the first time. She was too calm. If she was truly Mike’s mate and with her being nineteen, she should have gone a little bonkers with her mate nearby. However, she didn’t seem to be pulled towards Mike at all.

Bambi was a little unsettled to accept her hand but she fell for it and Susanna took her to sit on a couch. “I’m just going to make sure you don’t try anything funny while we talk. It will be wrong for this simple conversation to turn bloody.” Susanna conversed with Bambi so causal that Bambi wonders if this woman was born with any conscience in her. “Why do you need me to distract the guards, I am just a nurse employed to watch after Miss Cherry.” Bambi tells her.

I already know the answer to that question, i was just hoping that it was just some kind of nightmare. "Oh dear, i'm very sorry for you loss." She sounded sincere. "I've never wanted to help them with all this slavery-related work but I've got no choice, like most of us.. I'm so sorry but i'm just doing my job here. Now, can i ask you some questions?" I calmed myself down and nodded again. "Okay, Bambi. How old are you?" "17." "Date of birth?" "24th of June 1998." She typed down all the information on her tablet.

She jumped up when she saw me. "Yo man what the fuck, you have to tell me when people are coming in here." She said gathering her pencils and shoving them under a pillow. I knew instantly that the art supplies had to be contraband. My eyes widened, I had never be seen real contraband in person. She most definitely was not assigned those tools, so how did she get them? "Relax Vixen." Fox said then gestured to me. "This is our newest, Bambi."

she asked, pretending to be irritated at the familiar faces that came to pick her up. The first one to come out of the van was Bambi–Jada’s manager, confidante, gay best friend, mother, father, older sister, and older brother all rolled into one. "Shut it! As if you didn’t know, I haven’t been dating for weeks!” Bambi rolled her eyes as if reminded of his sad love life. “Actually, no one wanted to date me because I’m broke!” He continued, pouting his hot-pink lips.

🖤 I have a little update to share with you. For the past five years, you’ve known me as Bunnykoo. That name has been a huge part of my writing journey, and it will always hold a special place in my heart. But after thinking about it for a long time, I’ve decided it’s time for a new chapter. From now on, I’ll be writing under my new pen name, Pria Ambre. Nothing else is changing. I’ll still be the same author, writing the stories I love, and I hope you’ll continue this journey with me under my new name. 🤍

He nodded and carried me on his lap, his hand surrounding my stomach. But soon I got bored and while he was talking with some of his warriors, I tried to get down. His attention was on me in an instant. "Where are you going, Bambi?" "To see Aida. See, she's over there in your direct line of sight. I'm not running off into the forest," I said a bit too harshly. "Alright dear, let me know if you need anything." "Just release me for now, that's all." He chuckled but lifted me and dropped me gently on the ground.

“Well, you should’ve seen you. You were like Bambi skating on that ice. It was so freaking funny.” Caleb stops and turns steely eyes onto me. “Who the fuck is Bambino?” he asks in a dangerously low voice, his expression instantly hardening. A crease forms between his brows as he glares down at me. “Don’t compare me to your lame-ass boyfriends, Songbird.” “It’s Bambi,” I correct, unable to stifle a laugh. “And chill, dude. Bambi’s a cartoon character from my childhood. You know, the Disney one?”

I looked at Bambi as we walked alongside each other quickly and asked, "Did you hear any specifics?" "I heard there was an ambush," he said, and my heart dropped. An ambush?