Ever After High White Rabbit Novels & Stories

Whether he believed me or not was no longer important. Just then, Jonathan took out an exquisite box, placed it in my hands, and opened it. Inside was a ruby-studded brooch. "Honey, don't be mad, okay? I'm sorry. "This brooch is a custom limited edition. There are only two in the world. It'll definitely look good on you. Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary—how about we take Sam to the Peach Blossom Park in the suburbs?"

Sebastian POV The recognizable scent of jasmine and winter's fresh nibble attacked my faculties the second Athena cleared into the review. It exploded something profound inside me, releasing a deluge of recollections and feelings I've gone through years carefully covering. Her fragrance alone revived reverberations of the more joyful times when Athena was mine - tangled appendages and messed sheets, her luxurious braids spread across my pad like a corona. The sort of holy closeness a wolf just at any point encounters with their timeless mate.

Notice: Hi. This is the author of “Down the Rabbit Hole”. This is a short notice that everything in this story is purely fictional. All characters, settings, and pieces of information are purely all from the creator’s mind. Others, that you may find similar to what you have seen, you have read, all of those are purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any matter without prior notice or permission of the copyright owner. It’s a world of fantasy to be in, and a world where we can runaway, so hold on, Mi Estrellas.

“When she came in today, limping, there was blood on her sleeve. She looked up at me, and one of her contacts must have come out because that’s when I saw her real eye colour.” “As soon as she got Violet settled, she came to me and told me. That’s when we called you. We know there is only one family line with those eyes.” Vitaly said. “We can’t thank you enough for bringing the Printzessa back to our family,” Adrien said. “She will be looked after the way she always should have been from now on. You both will also be protected. We owe you for bringing her back to us.” “So, she is definitely the White Dove?” Miranda asked.

Underneath that, any desired colored shirt was randomly seen to any passerby. The gateway was so huge that it was as wide as a normal schools gymnasium. Plants were occasionally placed inside vases that were scattered symmetrically. Grasses seemed to be not growing inside every pot's soil. As Lucas satisfied himself with everything inside the White Day High, he wandered his eyes for an overall stare that fed his satisfaction. He heaved a loud sigh and remained his bright smile protruding from his face. It felt like he was being born again and was liberated from prison. It made him feel refreshed.

Eight o'clock came, but Flint still hadn't appeared. I couldn't wait any longer. I ran straight to the base. But as soon as I stepped outside the compound, I saw fireworks blooming by the roadside. In the bitter cold of winter, their crackle and bang split the dark street. I was about to walk past when I heard Lucy's voice. "Flint, careful! Don't let the sparks hit Jesse!" She stood under a tree, her tone light and coy. Flint chuckled, struck a match, and lit Jesse's firework.

The whole memory of the nighr crashing back to me, tearing me open all over again. “Avenge my spirit, White Wolf" he whispered before his form slowly faded away. I was left staring at an empty space where he had been, my chest hollow and burning. His words echoed inside me. The final push I needed. I turned my gaze back toward Ember Moon. They didn't deserve rest. Not after everything.

The violence had been swift, absolute, and merciless, the distinct, brutal signature of a single hunter. Avery's heart skipped a beat. A deafening ringing surged in her ears. Her eyes swept over the fallen figures and then froze— There, in the mud, lay a small white rabbit toy. Its clean cotton fabric was now soaked through with heavy oil and grime, its long ears lying limp in the filthy sludge. Dorothea's most precious rabbit. Avery forgot how to breathe. Blood surged in her chest. Her fingertips were cold as death. Where was Dorothea?

"Narcissa was trying to kill us, and instead, she had us higher than a pair of kites!" Well, that certainly explained why we couldn't remember. But… "But I remember Alex dying; I remember someone stabbing him." "You both were in the room above where he died," Niko shrugged. "I'm no doctor, but I do know one thing: f*ckin'. And White Rabbit always makes me a horny f*cker. It's why there's a rabbit on the cover, besides them being the Moon Goddess' favorite animal other than wolves and owls. So you, too, did the bunny-hop, and Narcissa didn't get jack shit except for your brother. I think she was just happy the drugs helped cover everything up, and that's all I know."

Both out of breathe and falling back to earth after mind-blowing new highs. He remains in me long after we both come down from the pleasure. After cleaning ourselves up, we settle back into bed and in each other’s arms. Like we are meant to be.