Cute Lola Bunny Novels & Stories

I said as I headed for the front door before I could open it clicked open. Lola and Cherry appeared from the other side. “Siren!” cheered Cherry while hugging my legs. “Hey big girl” I replied with a little laughter as I brushed her hair. “Hi Lola.” Lola’s eyes turned red in guilt as she glared at me before responding. “Hi” she moved pass me with her skinny arms crossed on her chest. Her small purple dress revealed almost every flesh on her tinny body. She even had makeup on making her look like a younger version of Miss. Claw. What sick

The bubbles slide from my skin, carrying away the strawberry decor. This blissful sensation only adds to my hypnotic view. Damien begins to wash Lola very slowly with a loofah. He starts with her feet working his way up her legs, but Lola only has eyes for me. “I think you boys missed a spot,” she says to Gio and Markum. “Really, and where might that be?” Gio asks, fondling my breast. “Yes, Lola, please show us,” Markum adds, playing at my thighs. “You missed this same spot too, Damien,” she says, pulling his hand to her waiting center.

After traveling incognito with the Lycans Arystyn finally started to recognize her surroundings. “ I don’t live far from here” Arystyn announced to Jonah the leader of the group. Jonah was the Beta of his pack and was traveling with a band of young Lunas who were going to be mated with members of Jonah’s pack. The Lunas were a big help with Ari and Zander and all took turns holding and cooing over the tiny infants who were seemingly enjoying all the attention. The oldest of the group was Gina who told Arystyn that she had just celebrated her 25th birthday and was set up to be mated to the Alpha’s son Journey and she was hoping she would have a child of her own soon.

Lola sliced the eggplant into pieces before glancing at him and asking, "What's the matter?" "Nothing… Did you pick out your own present?" "Yup. I'll show you later," said Lola with a wink. She then shyly chased him out of the kitchen, so he thought he would go to the second-floor balcony to read a book. Lola was a sweet-looking girl, and she knew how to use that to her advantage. She was completely different from Rowena, who was cold and unfeeling; she knew when to smile and when to act shy and weak to stir up a man's protective instinct. However, no matter how cute she was, Randall could not help but feel uncomfortable at her harvesting the vegetables from the garden without his permission

What the fuck is she talking about. “2…1…Happy Birthday!” The crowd shouts. Everyone starts to sing for he is a jolly good fellow at the top of their lungs. I zone them out and I feel my sister grab my arm. When I smell it, the most intoxicating smell in the world, my mate’s scent. I can hear her heartbeat loudly, feel the tug on my heart and soul. I slowly turn around in the direction of the scent, but I already know who it is don’t I?! She is singing at the top of her lungs, she smiles at me as I meet her gaze. My Luna…my mate…my Lizzie.

Lola flashed a peace sign, continuing to playfully hit me. As we sat down to catch up further, Lola's excitement bubbled over, and she couldn't help but share stories of her own youth, weaving in advice and anecdotes that had us both laughing. In that moment, surrounded by Lola's warmth and genuine joy, I couldn't help but appreciate the unique bond we shared, bridging the generational gap with laughter, love, and a touch of lighthearted teasing.

"Who or what is Bunny?" Lillian smiled. "You are being way too harsh," she told Clara. "Bunny is the sweetest --" "Sweet? She makes my teeth rot just thinking about her! Pink? No one wears pink bondage equipment!" Shamira snickered. "A pink-loving submissive?" Clara threw her hands up in exasperation. "That's not the half of it! No one is that cheerful!" Then Clara stopped and looked a bit ashamed of herself. "I always wondered if she was just compensating for --"

Some were taken from a side angle, intentionally captured by Tyler, while others showed her smiling, which I probably didn't notice and realize that he took a picture of Lola. What the hell, Tyler! My hand didn't want to let go of the cellphone, especially when Lola's face suddenly flashed on my screen, a portrait with a smile, the camera perfectly capturing her porcelain round face. Her eyes were brown, with arched eyebrows, a straight nose, long eyelashes, and even heart-shaped lips. Darn! Fuck! Why do I feel like I'm sweating, my heart pounding in a way I can't understand, and I feel revived by what I just saw!?

my old and magical wolf, Kai, said. "That's not possible. He's dead," I protested in defense, and they growled out in disagreement. "My mate isn't dead," Lora insisted, and Kai growled deeply. "I don't care," he said in a cold tone, and I swallowed hard. I gasped out in shock and pulled away from the hug as my gaze landed on Ariella, who had been staring at us with an angry look on her face. With the look on her face, I could tell her that she'd been watching us without being noticed.