Lonely Bunny Novels & Stories

I whisper, adjusting the blanket around Leyla’s surprise basket for the third time, “no yelling, no running, and no licking anything.” “Who licks things?” River deadpans, slouching along with her brand-new purple bunny slung over her shoulder like it’s survived a war. One ear is missing a chunk, and one eye is literally stitched into an X like a mildly cursed voodoo doll. She loves it. Of course she does. Two steps in front, Lili, clutching a white bunny in sequin-studded bootleg jeans, a rainbow tutu, and a sparkly unicorn crop top, walks with the proud solemnity of a bridesmaid approaching the altar.

“She passed away years ago… but I still remember her scent.” That line usually worked like a charm. Whether people pitied me or felt protective, didn’t matter. The moment they heard “dead mom,” their defenses cracked just enough. Luna was no exception. Her arms slowly wrapped around me, and she began to rub my back in gentle circles, maternal instinct kicking in on autopilot. Lunas were always extra protective – every pup in the pack was like one of their own. And even though I didn’t belong to this pack... yet... I was still a pup. Just a lone one looking for shelter.

Pressed her face into my chest. Lydia smiled. It didn't reach her eyes. "Hello, Liyana. I'm Lydia. I'm here to talk to your mommy." Liyana didn't look at her. "I like your rabbit " Lydia said. "Does he have a name?" Liyana mumbled something into my shirt. "Bunny " I said. "Her name is Bunny." "Bunny." Lydia wrote something on her clipboard. "Liyana do you know why I'm here?" Liyana shook her head without lifting it.

I could no longer bear to look at him again. So I turned into a wolf and ran away, diving into the thickest forests. I did not stop, I just kept running and running and running. I never wanted to see Lucian again, nor the other wolves. I only wanted to keep on running to a different place, a place where I could not think of anything again, I kept on running and running without stops, I was so stupid. My whole life I saw Lucian as the one. After my parents died, Lucian was the only one who made me smile. It turned out he just saw me as a sister in need.

Rowan entered the house and heard loud sobs from the room. He quickly went inside and found his rabbit crying in a corner holding a frame against her chest. He went towards her and kneeled. Rowan : hey, hey, what happened, rabbit? He was wiping her tears, but it was not stopping. She just threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. She was feeling lonely and was badly missing her mother today. Rowan : just calm down, rabbit. It's not good for you nor our baby.

I never said that Hector could be like that. He's scary but I'm not scared by him. After eating I continued to the room and bathed before lying in bed. I posted a picture of our movie tickets on my story and now I just noticed that Bunny has a message shovel on it. From Bunny, I wish I could go on a date. I urge a smile, she's an artist she doesn't really have time to date. I know he can't read it but I'm still struggling. To Bunny, You will someday.

“I don't know what you are talking about.” He was also not immune to my touches. His body responded to my touches! I mentally smiled in victory. Small wins. In fact, I could feel his pants had started to become even tighter. “Aren’t you getting lonely, bunny?” I whispered into his ears, making him shiver. “Kitten, you're playing a dangerous game.” “Am I?” I asked coyly. “Maybe I am, bunny.” A smile spread across his lips. “Bunny? Do I look like one to you?”

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.

“Leo! What’s up, Babe?” He grinned, “Did you know Kpop fans pick the oddest body parts to get horny over? They are like,” His voice changed into a high-pitched hysterical girly voice, “Look at the back of Oppa’s knees! Kyah! FUCKING CHOKE ME DEAN OPPA!” There was a pause. “Uhm, was that a joke?” Leonidas laughed instead. “You’re so slow Babe, I swear. You’re supposed to laugh at that.”

I say, hoping Elliot is pulling my chain like he did with the bear spray, but he doesn't look back or laugh this time. A tiny gray bunny, one that couldn't be older than adolescence and probably born in the spring, hops on the trail in front of Elliot. He stops, and I almost run into his backend, too mesmerize with the furry animal. The bunny stops in the middle of the trail and cocks his head in our direction, its nose twitching. Then, even though neither of us move, the bunny hops the other way crashing through the wilderness to the other side of the trail. "Did you see?" Elliot asks pointing to the empty space.