Bunny Boiler Novels & Stories

Benson noted with concern. Taylor pressed her palms to her flaming cheeks and nodded to answer Mrs.Benson's question. She willed herself to be strong as she stood. "Okay, Mrs.Benson. I'm ready." She said. "Perfect," Mrs. Benson declared, "Let's get started." All the other woman had to do was clap twice and half a dozen maids poured into Taylor's room. They all bowed before they began to herd Taylor into the bathroom at Mrs.Benson's directions. Taylor didn't know what was happening. She didn't know how exactly they were supposed to help her in preparing for the Alpha. Once inside the bathroom, the faucet of the bathtub was turned on and hot water began to fill the bathing contraption. Candles

His beard scrapes against the curve of my ear, and I’m seconds from letting out a sound I’ll regret when I catch the tattoo artist staring intently at the far wall like it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. “Stop it,” I whisper, swatting at his shoulder. “That’s ticklish.” His nose brushes my cheek, then he pulls just far enough to meet my eyes. “Do you know one special thing about bunnies?” “If this is going where I think it’s going—” “They have a very high reproductive drive.” “Knox.” “Come on,” he says, pulling me flush against him. “It’s just ten. What’s the big deal about having ten kids?”

he retorted in an irritating tone, “I don’t want the world finding out I am blind” “No one is finding out, I am tired of having to sit in your office everyday okay? I want you to get well and come back, America needs you” The two of them were still talking when the soft knock on the door reached them and Bunny sauntered into the room with a tray in his hand. “Good morning ma’am, good morning boss” he greeted the two of them as he bowed slightly, “the madam has sent tea for you ma’am and some herbal tea for the boss”

She would be in her spell room, conjuring more magic potions or enchanting plants to give her more power so she can fix the world like she's always told him. He placed the bunny on the counter and grabbed a sandwich then he offered the Bunny a bite. The bunny nibbled gently at the crust, making soft noises of contentment every time the crunchy bread hit his tongue. Caleb laughed. "So good isn't it? You must have a lot of food on you because of all those berries you ate..." Caleb mumbled with a full mouth. When he caught the Bunny earlier it was busy feeding on blackberries, too distracted to have noticed the sneaky Tiger approaching.

"If that's the case, yup, we are talking about the same Sullivan." "Woah, the SVN? Excuse me? The second largest corporation in the world?" "Do you ever wonder what are they doing to that kind of money?" she asked. "What is he then? An Engineer? A business executive? What?" "Antonio Sullivan is an engineer. Although, the SVN is their company business for exporting and importing products. I'm not sure." I couldn't believe everything that I am hearing. How can he offer me to be his secretary when he is this damn big?

“Just more of the same so far, but it’s early. There was a Goblin in here earlier; they smell like an engine, by the way. It’s their diet; they consume fossil fuels most of the time.” A broad smile spread over my face. “All I can picture is a green hunched-over house elf licking an engine block.” Jade let out a short laugh. “They don’t look like house elves, but I’ll be sure to tell that to Steve when he comes back later with his date.” “Are you trying to get my mate killed?” Zander snapped.

Bunny recommended the English breakfast and Helen was amazed at the amount of food placed in front of them. “Don’t worry, I’ll eat it all.” Bunny laughed. “I have a hyperactive thyroid and hypoglycemia, so I eat a lot. A whole lot. The men tease me about what I’d be like pregnant.” Bunny’s eyes widened as she realized what she said. Helen reached over and squeezed her hand. “I know. I’ve known for a while. My boy is happy and loved. That’s more than I’ve ever had.” “Oh. Helen, you are loved. It’s time for you to love yourself.”

Torres's hands. "Aw..what happened to little Vinny?" Neal asked as he took out the key from his right pocket opening the clinic. Mrs. Torres snap out of her trance suddenly remembering why she was there. "Oh! Poor little Vinny here ate something bad." She said giving gentle pats on the little puppy's head. "I see. Get inside." He said and walked inside, Mrs. Torres following behind. He checked the puppy gently touching its stomach here and there. The door opened and Dylan, Neal's assistant entered. Dylan froze when he noticed Mrs. Torres. He gave her a fake smile before walking towards Neal.

A foot nudges me, so I’m on my back. Bunny glares down at me, eyes like fire and smirk like ice. “Did you find the Karina?”

If I don’t get a cold when I get out of this rain, then my immune system must be out of this world. Zayn suddenly inhales loudly and his hand drops from the tree. He collapses on the ground and blinks rapidly as he tries to get a hold of himself. “You’re okay? What did you see?” Bunny rushes to his side and caresses his face. He’s her closest friend, I can understand why she’s so worried about things going wrong. Even if they don’t get the orb, getting her friend out of Beacon safe and sound is her biggest concern right now.