Cute Lola Bunny Novels & Stories

Which was good because he needed to be in their good graces for what he was about to tell them later. Lola quietly sneaked away now that most people were looking at the demonstration. Since she became the luna everyone bowed their heads when they saw her. It was nice to be respected but sometimes she preferred being invisible. She walked around the food stalls for a while before she picked a blue drink that had something sparkling in it. The sparkling bits were lighting up, so it was like drinking a sky with stars in a glass. The drink was cold but when she drank it, it warmed up her body from the inside and it tasted like blueberry’s. For food, she picked some bao buns that were shaped like

She lands on both legs and begins to run towards me again, this time in an attempt to lock me in combat which makes my wolf growl in amusement, what an interesting Luna. As soon as she comes at me, she grabs one of my legs and push me with so much force that I fall against a tree making the whole forest shake to its foundation and this is when she sinks her claws into my chest region and I shove her off almost immediately with so much intensity that her wolf leaps into the air.

"Uncle Kyle, it hurts down there for me… It's so itchy… I want to be ridden like that mare yesterday…" My internal organs felt like they were about to explode. Meanwhile, Kyle Junior was also painfully engorged and throbbing as it stood up straight in attention. "Take off your underwear and get on all fours there like a horse," I said. Lola smiled at me and reached under her dress, gently tugging off her underwear before kneeling on the ground with her butt in the air, raised toward my face. A patch of soft, baby skin peeked out from beneath her dress, adding even more to her allure.

I whisper, adjusting the blanket around Leyla’s surprise basket for the third time, “no yelling, no running, and no licking anything.” “Who licks things?” River deadpans, slouching along with her brand-new purple bunny slung over her shoulder like it’s survived a war. One ear is missing a chunk, and one eye is literally stitched into an X like a mildly cursed voodoo doll. She loves it. Of course she does. Two steps in front, Lili, clutching a white bunny in sequin-studded bootleg jeans, a rainbow tutu, and a sparkly unicorn crop top, walks with the proud solemnity of a bridesmaid approaching the altar.

I dropped Lola off at school that morning like every other day. She had her bunny backpack on, the same cute purple one Vince had bought before she was even out of me. She clung to my hand as we walked into the school courtyard, her curls bouncing and she talked non-stop about how she was going to beat Hugo in today’s coloring contest. “I’m going to draw the Eiffel Tower,” she said proudly in her cute voice, “but with pink clouds, mommy.." “That’s very... artistic,” I chuckled as we got to her teacher.

“Are all these even necessary?” Lola gave Santiago a questioning look. “You’re the one who suggested this, remember?” she asked back. “I only agreed. And now you must agree to give shelter to my babies.” “Your ‘babies’ are cosplay costumes and life-size anime art,” Santiago retorted. “Matter of fact, they look bigger than you.” Lola smacked his arm, and his response was a straight face and a blank stare. “Was that supposed to be a tickle?”

That would be my fantastic Luna. The pups love her and she’s perfect at it. She pushes them just enough to get them to where they need to be but is also gentle and patient with them. Roland would be far too strict. There was no one better suited for it than Sorrell, who continues to excel in her own training. One of my favourite things is watching Sorrell get dressed and strapping her sai to her legs as she heads out to do patrols. I admit I may have made her late on more than one occasion, but who can blame me? She’s a stone-cold fox when she’s dressed like that, how can I resist?

Lola snickered, looking me up and down. "Decency?" I snorted, my grin growing wider. "Last I remember, I caught you swimming in your bra and panties." Lola glared at me, making me chuckle louder. She often reminded me of a kitten with its hackles raised, swiping with tiny paws and bared fangs. She was a formidable warrior against most, but I could handle her fire, her feistiness. "No one else knew about the swimming hole." She shook her head, her eyes practically burning holes into me as I removed the rest of my clothing. "I'm still not sure how you knew about it."

Luke had been very patient, as he hadn't even met Lory yet, and he had definitely deserved some time with his mate. I watched them play together, run in the woods and nudge each other. Their joint mischief and competitions were fun and playful. Naima herself directed them back to the shore where we had transformed. There were my clothes and what was left of Lory's clothes. Naima lay down and closed her eyes. Luke licked her face and lay down next to her. "Luke, give me the lead. I'll help Lory change back," I said, and Luke didn't argue and we were the first to transform back. I sat down quietly next to Naima and said "Lory, imagine that you look like yourself, your hands are human hands, yo

I prayed it wouldn’t be a year until Mum spoke to me and Julian, but I wasn’t feeling all that optimistic. Lola didn’t push or pry or anything, just sat next to me, unassuming as she switched on her laptop. The backdrop on her screen was incredible. Vivid colours and flowers intertwined with her name in the middle in italics. I looked at her afresh, and she was quite a character. She had three different piercings in her ears, and her braid had a yellow ribbon at the bottom. She was cool, in a purple sweater, and her glasses suited her, with their thick black frames. “I’m really pleased to meet you,” I said to her again. “Honestly, thanks for coming over.”