Lola Bunny X Bugs Bunny Novels & Stories

His wolf retorted. Just then the door swung open and Diana marched in excitedly holding her phone up to show Sam a bag she had seen online. “Oh my gosh, Sam just take a look at this bag. It’s the limited edition of the new Louis Vuitton summer bag. I want it, pretty please.” She batted her lashes at him and Sam’s face contorted in disgust only realising how heavy her make up was compared to Violet’s bare face. He had made the obvious mistake of choosing Diana and to get reality slapped in his face at how wrong of a Luna Diana would make only made him angrier.

Although the moon rabbit kittens were adorable, they were also crazy about carrots. Skree! It was a horrible sound to hear as baby bunnies died. The unluckier ones died in their bubbles, while the luckier monsters managed to touch the ground for a few seconds before they became meat pastes or skewers, depending on who they met first. Oritha’s Boomerang cut down many floating bunnies. Her amplified giant strength created sonic booms with every throw. Yet, the number of invaders could not keep up with the speed and ferocity of the defenders.

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?”

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.

I guess he was proud of his Luna too. I went to where Lola was and met Lyla and her friends with her. Lyla was crying and kept blaming herself for what happened. I dismissed them and sat with her till Mom and Dad came. "I heard what happened, how's that possible?" Mom said immediately she entered. "Fay is a very good fighter and one of the finest of our pack. How could she be in such a condition and Lola doesn't seem to be affected one bit?" She asked no one in particular and we all wondered.

Lola was connected to this. If the bug had only been found in the fountain pen which he had placed in his office, he might have overlooked her involvement. But it was also in her second gift to him. Was Lola innocent? Noah handed the destroyed bugs over to Tyler. “Trace their sources.”

Lola pov The message arrived at 9:14 a.m., right as Lola finished tying Elara’s shoelaces for preschool. She almost missed it. Her phone lay face-down on the kitchen counter, vibrating softly against the marble. Elara was talking about butterflies again, about how they slept hanging upside down, about how she wanted wings when she grew up. Lola nodded automatically, smiling in the right places, but something inside her chest tightened without reason. That strange, instinctive tightening she had learned to trust.

The couple stared wide-eyed, unable to comprehend the unbelievable turn of events. It wasn't until Felix approached them with the bowl and pointed to its contents that they understood. "This bug is the reason for your son's condition." Felix showed them the bowl. They looked down to see a white, worm-like creature in the bowl, resembling a dead earthworm, completely still. "This creature is extremely rare. It's called a Snowbug. I won't go into the details, but when it encounters a human, it will actively burrow into their body without leaving any wounds.

I forced a weak smile. We headed into the house and the boys carried in our luggage. Lionel kept my hand in his and the boys walked me inside. “Maybe you should take a quick nap, darling. We’ll come get you before dinner,” Lionel suggested. I nodded and crawled happily into the bed. I heard the boys whispering by my door as I closed my eyes. It sounded like they shared some of my concerns about being announced as their Luna. They kept talking about telling their parents and the best way to start a celebration announcement. I couldn’t decide whether that sounded exciting or terrifying. Before I could make up my mind, I drifted into unconsciousness.

If this is the only way I can spend time with her, I’ll take it. “How’s the nose?” Lark asks with concern. I give it a small Samantha Stephens-style wiggle and feel some minor protest. “Almost fully healed,” I smile. “I can’t believe she found all the stones, not even Lark or Carey found them all,” Roland snorts. “Hey!” They shout indignantly. “Don’t ‘hey’ me, you’re the Beta and Delta and you sucked.” “You don’t have to be so harsh about it,” Carey sulks.