Black Rabbit Show Novels & Stories

To be honest, Ethan Brooks was still baffled as to why the lioness had fought with the python in the tropical rainforest, and he planned to ask the lioness where it came from after they got more familiar, but now he was surprised to find a wild rabbit outside the forest. Rabbits are very timid and usually prefer to be active at night, and they tend to hide in bushes or tall grass instead of exposing themselves in such open spaces. But now, Ethan Brooks wasn't in the mood to ponder further; he was already drooling. Spicy rabbit head, braised rabbit ribs, crispy rabbit legs, here I come!! Ethan Brooks first waved at Luna, who was following behind him, making a shushing gesture to tell her to s

Um? I stopped when I saw a strange animal behind Marga. It is a cute rabbit with a strange color pair of eyes and fur. Its plumage can change color as well as the eyes. How did it get stuck in this place? The rabbit stared at me, and I stared back intensely. I was slightly stunned when I sensed a little spiritual energy in the bizarre rabbit. Without a second thought, I approached the cage and touched the metal then used readings on the rabbit. I was stunned when I saw the rabbit’s world of origin. A place I have never been to. I wonder what world the rabbit came from. The rabbit also stared at me with a shocked expression.

You're so good, I can't understand. - Baby, you're still too young to understand everything, but you're old enough to know some things. Besides, it's time for mom to start teaching you how to survive. - I'm so hungry, I can't learn anything. Scarlet squeezes her son in her arms, and rocks him. They stay like that for some time, until a squeaking calls her attention. A rabbit had fallen into the trap she had set. Wasting no time, she lets go of Ryan and grabs the rabbit, wringing its neck.

I decided to go for a run to channel my energy, given that watching TV wasn't appealing in the morning after a night of screen time. As I stepped outside, a strange noise from the nearby bushes caught my attention. My curiosity got the best of me, and I cautiously approached, only to find a rabbit trapped in a hole, struggling to get out. "Hey there, little guy, are you stuck?" I spoke softly, my heart filled with empathy. I knelt down and gently helped the distressed rabbit out of the hole. Its fur was matted and bloodied, evidence of a recent altercation. I couldn't leave it in that condition.

Thank god. He climbed back into his SUV and started toward the cabin, going slowly enough to watch for any movement along the side of the road. There. He stopped and peered through the rain at the movement. It wasn't Star, just a bunny. But what was a walnut brown, lop-eared rabbit doing out here in the woods? Native cottontails were light, mottled brown with perky ears - this had to be a lost pet. Worse yet, it was clearly dragging itself along without the use of one of its back feet.

Rowan entered the house and heard loud sobs from the room. He quickly went inside and found his rabbit crying in a corner holding a frame against her chest. He went towards her and kneeled. Rowan : hey, hey, what happened, rabbit? He was wiping her tears, but it was not stopping. She just threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. She was feeling lonely and was badly missing her mother today. Rowan : just calm down, rabbit. It's not good for you nor our baby.

Little Sapphire pushed the thick bushes out of the way and crawled under. A few thorns pricked her and the stony ground hurt her knees, but she didn't give up. She looked around but she couldn't find her pet bunny. Her mother got her a little pinkish-white bunny with a magenta heart gem on her forehead and pretty pink eyes. She wasn't an ordinary bunny, of course. Her mother told her she'd get to know what kind of bunny she is when the gem on her forehead takes its final colour. Sapphire had been taking care of the bunny for six months. Just three more months before she transforms.

Lisa was awake, in bed, not even in her car, and Bunny was shaking her shoulders. "I am a Fuck Bunny, aren't I? Maybe that's wishful thinking. Are you awake?" "I am now. I had to wake up to deal with the crazy pers...rabbit in my bed." "Get up! I have to show you something." "It's the middle of the night." "It won't...um, be available in the morning." "There's nothing I want to see in the middle of the night that can't be seen at a reasonable hour." "You're wrong! Now get up 'cause it is."

In the woods, I noticed a chubby rabbit hopping around. I elbowed Fayne. “Hey, that's a rabbit over there. Should I get it?” He didn't respond, so I tip toed to the rabbit and caught it in my arms. It surprising stopped moving so I ran my fingers on its head and it leaned closer to my body. I walked over to Fayne to show him. “Look, the rabbit looks fond of me. He's good.” Fayne’s lips parted but he didn't say anything afterwards. The rabbit snuggled closer to me and I looked at it pitifully.

Bright yellow fur, twitching whiskers, and eyes like tiny gemstones that looked far too judgmental for a woodland creature. “Mr. Yellow,” I sighed, plopping down on an overturned crate. “Still bitter, still furry.” “And you,” the rabbit sniffed, grooming his paw, “still reckless. Escaping the castle, risking your life, when your so-called mates could protect you. Tsk. I should have let the forest swallow you years ago.” “You tried, remember? And I lived. So technically, I win.” The rabbit thumped his foot, scowling. “You call this winning? You’re powerless, hunted, and apparently incapable of staying out of political messes.”