Blue Velvet Bunny Novels & Stories

Just as we were putting the last piece of stolen apple in the bag, we heard a rustling close to us. “Shh, don’t move might be a person, might be a lizard” Ivan whispered. “Or it might be a cute bunny” I whisper squealed, gushing over a white bunny looking at us from a feet away. “Oh thank God” Ivan breathed out in relieve. “Hey there” I said sweetly walking over to the bunny slowly. “Baby what are you doing? We need to leave now” Ivan whispered with eyes wide open. “I just want to pet it… just one pet I promise” I pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

-No one is here, Moon. An invisible force pulled me by my feet dragging me out of my hiding place. Luna ordered her partner to blindfold me, she obeyed and everything became silent. I could feel them taking me to a place. When they took off the blindfold, I was bound hand and foot inside a red circle.

Since she wanted to hide, let her hide. If pushed too hard, even a rabbit would bite. He disdained using such means to force a girl, and even less did he want to see fear revealed in her eyes. Anyway, that piece of Song porcelain was still in his hands. As long as she still mingled in this circle, as long as she was still Professor Evans' student. We will always have a day to meet again. "There's plenty of time." William said softly, drinking the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Bunny lowered his head and took a deep breath to gather her courage. " Mom, please don't hit Vihaan. It's his body not mine. When he will wake up, he will feel this slap. I am your Bunny. I am dead but I have one confession so I am here. Not only I but Shivli also here with me. Vihaan is just here to help ys. He is an intermediate person between us. . . " Bunny words fell and they all were astonished; the voice and tone was exactly Bunny's.

It didn't make sense. The wild boar moved to attack her but someone threw a needle at the wild bear, knocking it into unconsciousness. “I've been looking for you, Lady. I thought you'd hide in the core parts of the forest who knew you'd be here and unconcerned for your life.” Violet turned, taking in the man with stormy blue eyes. His soul was gorgeous but he didn't look like his body encompassed his soul feature. He took a step towards her and she fell on her knees, staring him in the eye.

“The best, largest pack in all the world. One that every other pack will be envious of, for no other pack can claim to be born of the stars and moon… a once in a blue moon pack.” “A once in a blue moon pack…” I said, thoughtfully repeating Rem’s words. I had thought about using stars in the pack's name. Though Blue Moon seemed fitting too. I couldn’t help but beam a bright smile down at Rem happily. “Thanks, babe, I think I just figured out our pack name,” I cooed at him. Rem’s lips twitched upwards into a smile. “Blue Moon Pack? I like it,” he chimed, seeming happy with my choice as well. “I’m sure our pack will like it, too. Even if you skip out the star part.”

“But… let me take you somewhere.” Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed my hand and started running, forcing me to keep up. “Ethan!” I laughed, following a few feet behind, our hands still locked. We arrived at a hidden path, thick with vines and leaves. Ethan turned to me. “You ready?” “Mhm,” I hummed with a nod. “Okay—” He gently guided me into a crouch and peeled back the vines, revealing a small white rabbit with deep blue eyes. “She’s beautiful,” I whispered as he began rubbing her belly, showing me how stretched it was.

> Never. --- The next day, Blue came over after school. No sneaking. No back doors. He walked through the front door with a bag of chips in one hand and a movie in the other. My mom met him in the kitchen. They stared at each other for a second too long. Then she smiled. “You must be Blue.” “You must be Elias’s mom.” She extended a hand. “Call me Joy.” He shook it, careful, like she might break him. And then she said, “You like lemon squares?”