Lucky The Rabbit Novels & Stories

"Goodness, I'm quite fortunate to meet you, Loic. Phoenixes are known to be incredibly rare. This feels like a once in a lifetime opportunity." "I'm glad you feel that way but I'm really nothing special." Loic says meekly. "Don't underestimate yourself, I've read a lot about your kind but this is the first time I'm actually meeting a real life phoenix. If you don't mind, I would really like us to be friends, there's so much I want to know about you and your amazing abilities." Bastien pelts out enthusiastically and I can see the hint of a flush on his cheeks. "Sure….. I guess." Loic replies awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. Though he has plenty of admirers, he's probably never been ap

In the afternoon, Grayson and Shane arrived early at the pre-booked private room. Sam stared at the information packet about Angora as he muttered, "Angora? Is their fighter a rabbit?" Rodney was confused. "What do you mean a rabbit?" Sam explained, "There's a type of domestic rabbit called the Angora rabbit. Does it mean that he likes rabbits just like Mrs. Page?" Rodney asked, "Mrs. Page likes rabbits?" Sam inched closer to him and whispered, "Mrs. Page is actually the famous Mr. Bunny."

In my past life, my memory had worsened after I'd lent Whitney my luck, and misfortune had followed me everywhere. Even though I still had some of my luck, half had gone to Whitney. That left me with only half. Indeed, my luck wasn't unlimited. Once it was gone, it was over. That was what the fortune-teller had told me, looking deadly serious. So I could only rely on hard work. It didn't bother me because I didn't regret lending my luck to Whitney before. She'd deserved it because she'd given me the warmth I desperately needed at that time. From that moment on, though, we would walk our separate paths.

The particular luck of having what others lacked, understood for the first time. "Very lucky," I said. She put her rabbit on the table with the seriousness of a formal gesture. "Rabbit wants to help the children too." David made a sound that wasn't quite a cough. "That's very kind," I said. "Rabbit can be part of the foundation." She retrieved the rabbit, satisfied. "Rabbit is helpful." "Rabbit is very helpful." She accepted this. Then she crawled into my lap without asking, folded herself into me the way she had since she was small enough to fit entirely.

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.

"Dad, are you okay? Mindy's always causing trouble." Graham angrily wiped the mud from his face and shoved me into the nanny's arms. "The shaman said she's a lucky star, the bringer of fortune... Why is she acting like that so suddenly?" Jade bit her lip and muttered, "She's been born for a year now, but she hasn't brought us much luck. Maybe it's all a lie? The other day, she bit me while I was looking after her. She doesn't look like a lucky star at all. In fact, she..."

Lilac looked up at me then big, solemn eyes the color of the ocean, she didn't smile, but she reached out and held up her rabbit, I noticed one ear was missing. I knelt and smiled faintly, "Is that your guard bunny?" She nodded, whispering, "His name's Toast." Despite everything, the death, the ruin, the monsters, I laughed. "Toast. That's perfect." Something flickered across Mary's face surprise, maybe, or gratitude. "You're good with her," she said quietly. I wasn't sure how to answer that. I hadn't been good with anyone in a long time.

I increased the pressure, causing the knife to cut into Regina's skin and drops of blood to bead. Regina didn't look the least bit flustered. Instead, she met me with an innocent expression. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. What does your bad luck have to do with me? I was born lucky. Of course, I'm luckier than normal people!" I let out a cold laugh, my mind racing. "Let me think. When did you start to get lucky? Oh, right after I had that kidney surgery…"

The rabbit that’s been chasing the clock for a good while. “Think deep and be cautious, for the one that you trust, is someone that you shouldn’t have. JK.” Once more warning him, which he never and didn’t need in the very first place. He stayed quiet, and only wanted her to narrate the book that he now finds a bit interesting in a different way. “The Rabbit PULLS A WATCH OUT OF HIS WAISTCOAT POCKET and runs across the field and DOWN A HOLE.”

" I raise my eyebrows in confusion. "Where is my reward?" Gary is looking at me expectantly, and I have no idea what to give him. "I don't have any money." The rabbit lets out a deep, throaty laugh, throwing me off the track. I didn't expect a sound like that to come out of his little body. His voice does not sound deep when he speaks. He has fluffy bunny ears, for chrissake. I expected him to sound like a little chipmunk when he laughed out loud.