Blue Velvet Bunny Novels & Stories

The warmth inside her — her pup — flared so bright it almost buzzed in her teeth. Mine, it said. The feeling wasn’t needy. It wasn’t fragile. It was possessive. Protective. Then, layered over that — an image. Not a word this time. A picture. For a split second in her mind, Baylee saw it: the scar in the Veil. The thin pale slice across reality at the far ridge. Lit from within, not purple like Jade’s corruption, not black like shadow — but white-blue. Like moonlight caught under ice.

Blair was wearing a black velvet cami dress with lace trim at hem and was looking a gorgeous sexy woman. Reaching the venue which was on the second floor of the BB building, she made her entry as she walked on the stage. Blair was wearing a mask, her beautiful eyes covered in the perfect black mask... which enhanced her ocean blue eyes. On her left and right sides, were female bunnies, on their knees, all of them wearing masks and dressed in modern lingerie. They were presenting themselves as bitches. Blair was holding the dog leash in her hand which was tied on the bunnies' neck.

Soheila asked as she glanced away from the three and looked at Luna. “I got a Poisonous Venom Butterflies. A blue one and I named it Venom.” Luna said. “I put it in a cage since I haven't tamed it yet ” “Butterflies? That's the first time J heard about a butterfly being cultivator's spirit companion.” Soheila said. Nevertheless, she was shocked to find out that all of her roommates got Ultra Rare spirit beasts and birds. “Yes, it has a queen. The queen had a brighter color and larger size.”

She’s practically gushing with admiration right there. As she’s busy ogling on the pool below, my eyes wandered to the vanity, focusing on a tiny plush animal that was soft and somewhat out of place in the elegant room. Pale pink inside its floppy ears and a little blue ribbon knotted around its neck were among the softest pastel accents embroidered into the fluffy bunny's cloud-like cream fur. Instead of being hard or polished, its button eyes were beautifully stitched with thread so thin that they gave the toy a permanent, childlike smile. The round belly of the fabric appeared ideal for a newborn to hold, and it was velvety to the touch and safe for small hands. Though simple, it carried

"Happy birthday, Sapphira!" "Oh, thank you, El. You shouldn't have!" Sapphira blushed as her closest friend bounced over with a silver-wrapped parcel and the most obnoxious hot pink balloons. "Don't be silly. You're only 18 once, Sapph!" She winked, flicking her brown curls over her shoulder.

---------------- ----------- The next night . . . ---------------- ----------- Bunny, as it turned out, could talk for at least an hour without stopping. She was the verbal equivalent of the world's longest run-on sentence, but Shamira did not seem to mind anymore. The girl was just too damn happy to stay annoyed with. And she was certainly easy on the eyes, sitting in the passenger side of the van in tight-white denim shorts that barely covered her ass, a tied-off pink-and-white checkered shirt, and her wheat-blond hair pulled back in a pony-tail. She enjoyed flirting with passing truckers, and watching her lean out the window to talk to or yell at other motorists made Shamira grin.

"It must be a rare butterfly from Oregon, Ma'am. It's called Leona's Little Blue." The woman blinked at Sky. "You're very smart. Have you ever seen it in person?" Sky shook her head. "No, I saw it in a magazine. Mama read it for me. There aren't many of them anymore. They're rare. I'm very afraid that they will become extinct. Their color is very beautiful, Ma'am. Bluish white, just like the color of your brooch. Your niece is so nice to give such a special gift." The woman chuckled. Her shoulders felt light now. She didn't need to be ashamed of others. She also had something to be proud of.

he said, looking at Coralis. “Ooh hey, Frank! I need to come to Montreal just to meet you. If you’re referring to the night she returned to you covered in vampire and goblin fluids from head to toe, yes, it was that night. The vase saga started about 2 weeks prior, but that night, Blue’s cursed replica got stolen and we took in the three prisoners I mentioned.” “Princess Veronica, right?” “Yes, but no. I’m Veronica to you. Blue told you about us, that means she needs to take you to The Bloody Velvet. Don’t worry, we won’t bite you.”

“Zion!” I laughed softly. “Hear me out. But if we lose… you wear a bunny costume that I pick out and do everything I tell you to. Deal?” “A bunny?!” She hissed, her face turning red. “Like this.” I pulled my phone from my pocket, typed quickly: bunny cosplay lingerie. Images flooded the screen. I scrolled until I found the perfect one—cute, but still sexy. White bunny ears, fluffy tail, and a ribbon around the waist.

he asked her. "Yes. They taught us how to summon our spirit guide," Blue told him, her voice raising in excitement. "The funny thing is, one of our class mates summoned a frog and she hates frogs." "Seems like you enjoyed the day. What did you summon?" "I summoned a bunny. I don't know why but it's a moon bunny." "A moon bunny? That's quite unique, Blue." "Yes, our teacher told me so." And she chuckles shyly. What can a moon bunny do for Blue? He has not studied for those kind of little creatures.