Jessica Rabbit X Novels & Stories

And the resiliency of her spirit. Ksenia pointed to Jessa. Jessa sighed. "I'm Jessa. Wickedly good with a scalpel and sewing people back up. Pregnant, I get to sit at home and help with information inter- and extrapolation. I'm a good critical thinker-when I'm not overrun with baby hormones. And I'm always good for a joke."

“He can’t do anything while he’s trapped in there.” “Which does appear to be part of the problem,” Arnold says, looking at Isaac and Regan and Jasper with concern furrowing his brow. “Hey,” Layla says, poking the rabbit with one of her fingers. “Release them from your hold.” The rabbit just glares at her, its nose twitching with rage. Layla pulls a small crystal from her pocket and uses it to poke through the bars, touching the Moon Rabbit’s fur with it. He tries to hop away from it, but the cage is too small. Layla holds the crystal to him.

That was the message I got from the little pampered rich girl in front of me. “Alpha Finnley, you know I was actually out hunting yesterday when we caught a doe with her fawns, two of them,” Jessica smiled prettily, side-eyeing me as she said, “Didn’t have a clue she’d led me straight to them. The doe was a bit difficult to go down, but the fawns were nothing at all. I had no idea the body could still move without its head- all twitching and jerking wildly, the doe still trying to get to her fawns.”

Valerina said confused. "No I just came here to meet you guys, I didn't know that Arthur is here." She shrugged. Valerina looked bothered. "I don't want your mother to misunderstand" "Don't worry about her..." Jessica waved off. "She won't misunderstand when I am here." "Okay, So we are done here... Let's go to the back yard..." Snow announced. "Oh, this Rabbit can really talk?" Jessica said amused. "Trust me, he can do more than that." Valerian chuckled.

CEDRIC I sat at the desk in my bedroom, hair still damp from the shower. A white towel hung loosely around my hips. The air conditioner blasted cold air across the room, but my skin burned hot. My phone vibrated again. I opened it instantly, and my breath caught. Message after message from Rabbit flooded in—each one bolder, more desperate. And now… she’d sent a photo. Not her face. Not her naked body. Just her hand—two delicate fingers glistening with her own slick arousal. The soft glow of her bedside lamp caught the clear fluid, making it shine. So vivid. So unbearably intimate.

" Troy choked down a laugh. "Her name is Bunny? Are you serious?" "Told you," Bunny giggled. "Bunny Rabbit, actually." "Bunny Rabbit?" Troy laughed for real. "You mean like..." "Don't you fucking dare fucking say it!" Bunny screamed. "Jessica? Jessica Rabbit?" "God dammit, he said it! Why does everybody compare me to that twat? She's my fucking famous sister-in-law, but she's not even a fucking rabbit!" "She's your sister-in-law? Roger is your brother?"