Bunny Izuku Novels & Stories

she announced proudly. “Aww, Luna. That’s the perfect name for a cutie like you. Can I call you my little bunny?” Luna gasped. “Bunny? But bunnies are rabbits!” Tessa shook her head playfully. “No, bunny is my special nickname for adorable girls. I used to call my little sister that too.” “You have a sister?” Luna’s eyes sparkled. “How old is she? Can she come play with me? It’s so boring here sometimes.”

She never did change. She placed one of the bunnies in his arms and cotton candy in his hand then she began walking to the Ferris wheel. Shawn looked at the bunny in his arm as he followed her. It was green in color. Smiling, he increased his steps and ate off the cotton candy. A sweet sensation rushed through him and as much as he tried to convince himself that it was the candy's doing, he knew that what gladdened him was the fact that Jade never forgot his favorite color.

Then she started talking to herself, "I know you look like a Luna. Luna has power. Luna is the next to an Alpha. Luna can convinced an Alpha. Luna has everything. You are Luna and you said you're my friend. I now have a friend that is Luna. Luna can protect Izzy right?" Daisy turned and looked at Izzy's helpless mother. She faced Izzy back, "Yes, Luna can protect Izzy " She affirmed. Izzy's eyes watered up, "Luna has power. She can command people not to touch me, right?" Daisy nodded again, blinking hard to prevent tears from prickling down her eyes. "Izzy can eat and bath without pain right?" "Yes, Izzy. I will make sure of that" Daisy promised sincerity.

4 months have passed since the day I returned "home" And today, is the day I am crowned Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. I was excited, yet, I'm feeling really uneasy. Why? I don't know. So now, Diana is still busy doing my make-up and hair. I could feel Diana pulling my hair. "Diana! What are you doing to my hair- ouch!" "Relax Annabel. Trust me." The pulling continued before she finally said finish. "And voila!" "Finally-" "And now, make-up."

Bunny asks me between gritted teeth, I see my plan worked. "She's my guardian angel," I answer her. "She doesn't look like she could do a good job," Bunny comments, meaning the wheelchair. "Or that she did a great one already," I assure her, and her whole face turned when she understood what I meant. "Sorry," Bunny says to Caitlin, she's well-behaved, which makes everything easier. "Don't worry, I'm Caitlin," my angel says introducing herself. "I'm Zariah," Bunny introduces back.

Isadora cried, her pussy hole stretching widely to accommodate the fingers of her two stepbrothers. “You are so fucking tight…” they gritted, their veins stretching as her walls fluttered around their fingers in the same way they would want it to flutter around their cock. “And… and you are so deep… so fucking deep,” Isadora whimpered, her pussy stretching out painfully. “Deep?” Zavian let out a deep chuckle. “You don’t get to call this deep, bunny… my cock would go deeper.” Bunny? Zavian just called her bunny? Her nipples twitched, and her heart fluttered.

Wren told her as she climbed the steps to the porch. “You have to remember that I am the little sister to Cat, Viktor, and Yuri. They have given me a lot of practice over the years on how to deal with unusual things,” Izzy laughed. “This little guy is pretty cute. He put every bit of the food I gave him in his cheek pouches. That might make it easier to figure out what he has been eating and maybe where he came from.” “He is cute. Maybe he and Bow can be friends,” Lindsay said, smiling at Wren.

He pushed the folder to her, which made Mariko grin. Mariko opened the folder and frowned. Project X. Mariko saw a picture of a 4-year-old kid wearing an overall pink jumpsuit with long white sleeves underneath while holding a white bunny plush toy. She's like a living doll, with her hair tied up into two buns. Her chubby cheeks were pinkish, and her skin was as white as snow. She was smiling, which made her eyes twinkle. But in her profile, there was nothing written, only her name and her age.

She crunched down to his level. “What’s up?” she asked. “The bunny is hungry,” he told her. “Oh, Mr Bunny is hungry, is he? Well, we can’t have that. How about you, me and Mr bunny head down to the kitchen for a snack?” she told him, and she heard Zane chuckle. Luka nodded. “Mind if I tag along? I could go for a snack as well,” Zane asked. “What do you say, Luka?” Ava asked. “It’s okay,” Luka said.

“Are you going to spring up every time I win a match, bunny?” “I’m buying a kazoo,” Isabella tells him firmly, even as she wills the red to disappear from the tips of her ears. “I’ll do it. It’ll basically be like you buying me a kazoo.” “Alternatively,” Archibald suggests, propping open the door to the box with his foot, “you could not do that, and I could buy you lunch instead.” “What, and miss out on ogling the rest of your bracket’s big muscles—”