Jax Bunny Novels & Stories

I nodded my head, three of us went near our favorite cotton candy stall we had our favorite flavors cotton candy, later went near a claw machine, bunny is expert in this I asked her to get a rabbit, she caught it so easily like a pro, sals asked to get her a doraemon, she gave it to sals finally she got a baby girl toy, I asked "why this?" bunny blushed and said "I'm feeling like having kids now" I said "ohh, so soon I might become godmother" bunny chuckled and replied "if god helps"

Mj whispered “is one of them Santa Claus?” Mara laughed and Mj could hear the commotion of people coming in through the backdoor. She couldn't help herself, her nerves were on edge so she continued to joke trying to take the edge off. “oh no I got it” Mj giggled, “one of your friends is the Easter Bunny and the other is a Chupacabra” she was really starting to enjoy herself now. “ No, no, wait I got it,” Mj giggled “all your friends are vicious man eating werebeasts and you're afraid im gonna judge you for having-” but before Mj could say another word Mara removed her hands and Mj blinked to clear the fog in her vision.

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.

“No. I don’t want to hear about you and him. Or you and them. And I certainly don’t want to hear about him and him.” The two men looked at each other. “Told you.” She smirked before taking a bite. “Wait! I was just kidding.” JD said, blushing. “Well, I, uh…. I’m bi.” Jaxon admitted. “Me, too.” Ty smirked. “I’m not.” Bunny laughed. “I just like -.” “BUNNY!” all three yelled to cut her off. She calmly smiled at them. “Watching them. Being between them. Being under them.”

Embry chuckles into the link, watching me walk over towards Ares and Benjamin who are radiating pride while watching Phoenix. “Mumma Raben! Mumma Raben I gotsted a bunny wike you!” Phoenix links excitedly while running into me with her bunny in her mouth, and everyone laughs. “You got a very good bunny, I managed to find one too,” I giggle at how adorable she is, and place my bunny next to hers making her giggle. “Bunnies good chase, fun hunt,” Phoenix admits, making me nod watching her lay down and begin to chow down on her prey.

Jack sat back on the bar stool. His eyes were big. He ran his hands through his brown hair. Did he hear Mr. Gibson correctly? He was Henry Kingsley? No! He was Jack. He's always been Jack. This was impossible! Mr. Gibson must be wrong. He must have him confused with someone else. "Mr. Gibson, I'm sorry, but you must be mistaken. My name is Jack. I grew up at Old George Orphanage. I'm no Kingsley descendant, I'm sure of it."

“But, for the record, if the duel went on, Ekul would have won.” I laughed, punching him playfully and asked, “So, did you make a wish?” “Of course I did. That’s how I met the beautiful Princess Wolf Jasmine.” He beamed, his whole face lighting up. “Princess Foxy Jasmine actually.” “Foxy?” “You remind me of a fox in your wolf form. So beautiful. And foxy.” “Foxes are orange.” “Some are brown. The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy wolf.” He snickered.

"They don't have the talent to be paparazzi." "So, where are you going now?" He led me to a small stall where some young men were trying to shoot a toy duck made of plywood walking on the wall. Many prizes to choose from if you manage to shoot all the duck toys. Actually I've never been interested in games like this, but this time there was a medium-sized white stuffed bunny. Ooh, so sweet. I want to hug, kiss, I love rabbits! "You want a bunny, right?" "Huh?" Adrian can tell? "Well, I know you're not a marksman, right?"

, have to find someone who understands this area to help, after seeking medical help in vain I can only hope that this. I bought a ticket to go back home when spring break came, my home in the western endless mountains, a day and a night on the train and a long bus ride, until the sunset I finally arrived home. The shabby houses are scattered in the mountain pass, and the mountains are like a giant beast with its mouth open to swallow the village. When I arrived home I told my father—Tatanka, what had happened recently. I was picked up by him from the bushes in the mountains, and if he hadn't gone hunting in the mountains, I would have been eaten by wild animals, and he had limped to save me

he says, concern filling his eyes. “Yeah, cement apparently,” I say, holding up my injured hand. My mum comes and sits down next to me, wrapping her arm around me and pulling me close. I cuddle up to her, resting my head on her shoulder, taking comfort in her embrace and her scent. She smells like daffodils and warm coconut. There’s nothing more soothing than the scent of your parents, well, your animai's would be more soothing, but I don’t have one of those yet. You can’t find your animai until you turn eighteen, and I’ve still got three months to go, but even then it could be years before I find him.