Kyouka Bunny Novels & Stories

Her assistant, Kurenai, was in a hurry as she stretched out her hand to grab hold of one of the puppies from the kennel in the backyard. After much difficulty, she finally grabbed hold of a very naughty and mischievous Akita puppy. Kurenai quickly hugged the puppy tightly in her arms before she hurried over to the entrance of Nanako’s door. “Miss Nanako, is this puppy okay?” Nanako has just placed a pink cherry blossom jacket with a very feminine feel to it inside her suitcase at this time. She looked up at the puppy in Kurenai’s arms before she smiled and said, “Oh! It turns out to be Momotaro. To be honest, I really feel very reluctant to give Momotaro away…”

I can't show myself thinking that this is a trap for me, for us. I remained hiding until she stood up, and I am right, it was her pet in her lap, a white bunny. I was looking at it while wandering around then I gasped when I saw it looking at me. I bit my lips, there is something in its eyes that I can not explain. It was just there, not moving while still staring at my eyes. Does that bunny see me?

Bunny finally said as she shifted uncomfortably. “Need to get up?” Jaxon asked as he tried to get the tiny fingers to release his hair. “My bladder is about to explode.” Bunny admitted. Laughing softly, Ty stood up and helped his partner. As soon as she let go of his shoulder length hair, Ty picked her up and moved her to his chest. Ariel gave a few soft whimpers, and he soothed her with a few pats on the back and rocking on his feet.

They were late for a few minutes but managed to get checked in and boarded the ferry. The Busan Hakata (Fukuoka) ferry route connects South Korea with Japan and was currently operated by two ferry companies. The Camellia Line and JR Kyushu Beetle Jet Ferry. He chose the former since it was more crowded although it took longer to arrive. Natasha slept most of the time, exhausted while Hoon kept his guard up. Upon arriving, they took the train to Mokpo then rode a ferry to the island of Anjwa where they settled in a small house. As the day passed on, followed by months, soon years. Winter had rolled by, the hibiscus is no longer in bloom. The red slowly faded, petals falling off each day.

“Shopia, what are you doing?” The little girl raised her face and smiled sweetly while raising her rabbit doll. “I'm playing with Bunny, Grandpa. Bunny is having a picnic in the garden.” Adam smiled slightly. "A picnic, huh? Does Bunny like tea or milk?” Shopia seemed to think for a moment, then answered firmly, "Milk! Bunny likes chocolate milk.” Adam nodded while adjusting his position on the wooden bench. The afternoon breeze blew gently, carrying the scent of moist soil and fragrant roses growing around the garden. He saw the green grass stretching out wide, with a few small birds hopping between the bushes. The atmosphere felt so peaceful.

His beard scrapes against the curve of my ear, and I’m seconds from letting out a sound I’ll regret when I catch the tattoo artist staring intently at the far wall like it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. “Stop it,” I whisper, swatting at his shoulder. “That’s ticklish.” His nose brushes my cheek, then he pulls just far enough to meet my eyes. “Do you know one special thing about bunnies?” “If this is going where I think it’s going—” “They have a very high reproductive drive.” “Knox.” “Come on,” he says, pulling me flush against him. “It’s just ten. What’s the big deal about having ten kids?”

Only his heavily tattooed arms and neck gave away the bad-boy side to the deadly beast underneath. “Bunny, the tech-wiz.” “Hi!” Bunny instantly waved back, a wide grin splitting his lips. Bunny was the kind of person you’d expect to find in a grandma’s basement. A little chubby, but not overly so, and a face that made all the girls swoon. He had kind, blue eyes, a killer smile, and with sandy blond hair, he was practically irresistible. Despite being patched in, he was the youngest patched member there was, even younger than some of the prospects. But he’d proven his worth to the club on more than just one occasion. No, he couldn’t shoot straight to save his life and he didn’t know a bolt fr

A drawing on the refrigerator, crayon stick figures holding hands under a rainbow sun. "Lily made that," Detective Cross said, following my gaze. "It's our family. Me, her, Marcus, and Bunny." "Bunny is part of the family?" "Bunny is the most important member of the family. Don't let her hear you say otherwise." She made tea. Chamomile, because she said I looked like I needed to sleep. We sat at the small kitchen table, our hands wrapped around our mugs, the steam rising between us. "So do you want to tell me what happened?” she said.

I relaxed slightly and waited for few seconds and the one of the bunnies hopped closer them another and another. My eyes widened slightly. “Oh my God” Knox watched quietly. “See?” I held my breath as one came right up to me and I slowly reached out my hand and it sniffed my fingers and then I touched it. “It’s so sof” “Yes.” I glanced at him. “You planned this.” “Yes.” “For me.” “Yes.” I looked back at the bunny and my chest felt lighter like something inside me had loosened just a little. “You’re weird,” I said. “I’ve been told.”

Seeing her so bubbly makes me so happy. “What were you trying to win?”. She points to the little duck stuffed animals. Not to be a show off but what my Luna wants, she gets. I easily win the game and hand her the ducks. “Why on earth do you want those?”. She touches her belly, “for them”. I kiss her soft lips and smile.