Buttercup Bunny Novels & Stories

he asked. "Meow!" The reply rang with confidence, as if the answer were obvious. In the next instant, Buttercup's body expanded at a startling pace, swelling into a colossal beast more than 30 feet long. It crouched in front of Cyrus, lowering its massive frame in invitation. On snow, it could outrun any snow vehicle. Cyrus eyed the steel-spike fur along its back with concern. "I'm afraid it'll stab my butt." Buttercup seemed to understand. The rigid spikes softened and flattened until the surface looked almost plush. Only then did Cyrus mount with cautious relief.

After all, it was a special day filled with laughter and celebration, with friends and family gathered in our spacious backyard to commemorate my brothers' and my birthday. The atmosphere was electric with joy and fun, a refreshing change from the sad ages of childhood, especially since this was the first birthday we celebrated as we transitioned into Alpha training. The afternoon flew by in a flurry of activities. The sun bathed everything in a warm golden hue as everyone participated in games, and laughter echoed through the trees. The scent of delicious food wafted through the air, enticing everyone to gather at the long picnic tables sagging under the weight of an array of treats – burge

The kids area was out of the way of the adults section to keep them occupied without disrupting the wedding. The miniature fences were painted white, hay bales arranged like seating, tiny picnic tables with stripped umbrellas. Someone had even tied little white ribbons around the necks of the goats My father had brought over a pony from his ranch. She is called Buttercup and is the world’s gentlest pony giving kids rides at my parents’ place for years—was definitely going to be the star of the show. Two handlers brushed her mane whlw she looks smug and beautiful, painfully aware that she was the prettiest girl at the wedding.

Of course, he wanted to head back, his feet hurt, he was turning to a popsicle and he was fucking sleepy cause he was cursed to awake at ungodly hours. However, something caught Alex’s eye, his mood brightening up. Appearing from one of the bushes was a snow-white bunny with fur that looked to be as soft as anything imaginable. It looked so fragile, so tiny, that Alex wanted to hold it in his arms. Crouching, Alex called to it, hoping that it would hop over. When it did, Alex was beyond ecstatic, holding it in his hands. Its fur was as soft as imagined, its tiny nose wiggling around and its body warming Alex’s hands.

“What do you mean?” Kissing her slightly on the neck, I let go of her and make my way back to my chair. I have thought about this a million times and even came up with everything we ought to do. I feel like this is the only way out. Pulling out a drawer, I pull out a picture and hand it to her. “This is Aden bush, he is willing to help us” A look of confusion flashes through her face as she picks up the picture. “He looks like Malachi in size and height, he will be perfect for the job”

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.

"You're 16 now, Everly. Let me give you a coming-of-age present!" Yes, it was, indeed, my 16th birthday today. Mom grabbed a pouch of aromatic spices from the cupboard. "Men only like women who smell nice and sweet. Take this to your room and light it. Don't put it out even when you're eating or sleeping. Soon, you'll become a pretty rabbit-woman, just like Rebecca." I returned to my room and closed the door. I held the pouch to my nose. Sure enough, it was the same scent I'd picked up in Rebecca's room.

Only his heavily tattooed arms and neck gave away the bad-boy side to the deadly beast underneath. “Bunny, the tech-wiz.” “Hi!” Bunny instantly waved back, a wide grin splitting his lips. Bunny was the kind of person you’d expect to find in a grandma’s basement. A little chubby, but not overly so, and a face that made all the girls swoon. He had kind, blue eyes, a killer smile, and with sandy blond hair, he was practically irresistible. Despite being patched in, he was the youngest patched member there was, even younger than some of the prospects. But he’d proven his worth to the club on more than just one occasion. No, he couldn’t shoot straight to save his life and he didn’t know a bolt fr

He placed his hand against its furry cheek and gave it a few gentle strokes, the fluffy tail flopping wildly from side to side. He giggled, his tear-stained eyes sparkled in the sunlight. "I am supposed to kill you and eat you," He muttered to the Bunny and sniffed. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you'll live a life better than mine. A real one, and I will be your Daddy!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, feeling very brave and confident with his idea. "From here on, we only have each other. I will always listen to you, and play with you, and you will do the same for me!" He said, kissing the bunny on the nose. The bunny clucked softly. "My name is Caleb," He told the bunny, rubbing his hands toge

Poppy took over before we could start fighting like two adults who should have known better. “I’ll be quick.” “And don’t forget the croissants with the crunchy ends.” “I won’t.” “And don’t buy the almond ones. Bunny is allergic.” I looked at Bunny, lying on the chair beside her. “Bunny is made of fabric, Pop.” “Bunny still has bodily rights.” Sebastian nodded as if that were a valid business statement. “Sure, Princesa.” Poppy kissed the iPad screen loudly. “Bye, Daddy!” “Bye, Capitano.”