Miracle Box Bunny Novels & Stories

Her voice snaps me out of my thoughts. “Yeah.” “Come with me to see Nora. She’s awake, but weak.” I push the door open, and my heart warms at the sight of Nora holding a fur bunny. “Hey, bug,” I giggle. “Hey, Mira.” “What’s wrong, bug? You look sad.” “Am I going to die?” she asks softly. “No!” I yell. “Nothing like that is going to happen to you, bug.” I assure her, running my fingers through her hair to keep her calm.

The poor little bunny moved and peeked at him through her silver-blond locks but the moment their eyes met, she flinched and buried her face again. Romeo's eyebrows twitched from the realization that the bunny was scared of him, not at the dead beasts that were scattered around him. He shut his eyes and when he opened them again, his eyes were no longer golden-red. It had became a silver coloured eye He ran his fingers through his hair and patiently, he tried to coax the bunny once more.

“Godfather why don’t you all rest for a bit before we start again?” “Okay.” Harry nodded. Mira took Anne-Marie to the barn. She ducked into the barn while Jack was setting the table and stools once she and Jack planned what to tell the others. She had picked six 4-week-old bunnies from space and left them under a basket. She lifted the basket. “Oh… oh… my…. Mira… can I… can I….” Anne-Marie started jumping up and down. “Yes… but…” Mira feigned a conflicted expression “You have to be quick or….”

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.”

But my optimism was dwindling. Fox brought the box over to the rickety table we sat at the night before, and waved her hands around it as if to say, “ta-da!” The stone floor against my bare feet sent a quick chill up my spine as I inspected the box. It was white cardboard, with a insignia of a blue eye stamped on the sides. As I reached for it a familiar smell hit my nose, I crinkled it in disgust. “VIXEN!” Fox yelled out swatting the air around her.

“Princess, do you remember this? You used to love making a lot of this! I still remember you don’t like giving this away, but you somehow gave one to one of ourguestst before.” I opened the b,ox and a lot of small wooden carvings greeted me. It wasn’t perfectly carved, but it was made to look likea small crescent moon with a small blob on the side that was supposed to be a wolf, but my child’s hand was probably too small to make it perfect before. I laughed at the memories as I picked some up and played with them. Then… like a rush of something, a memory popped into my head. “Wait…”

After resting for a bit, Keith talked to one of the staff so he can claim his prize. After a few minutes of waiting, the staff brought them a pair of stuffed bunnies wrapped in bubble wrap. It was a pair of black and pink bunnies. Their fluffy hands have a detachable magnet inside which made them look like they are holding a heart-shaped pillow with a carrot design on it in their fluffy hands. The stuffed bunnies are four meters in height and it was big enough to fit in Rhianne's arms.

"Look at your fluffy wittle tail." "I will murder you if you say one more word!" Spitfire snapped before turning to see Hades staring at him with wide green eyes. "And you don't even think about opening your mouth, Dickface!" Tubby raised a paw and tried to get Guru's attention. "Careful, friend. Bunnies are dangerous. They are born shapeshifters so they can turn into any living creature. You could be staring down a Demon in seconds if he wished to be one."

“You haven’t seen any like ours, mister. Ours is special.” Tom and Rich stared at her, then past her to the sheltered structure. They looked closer: Miracle, a hand-stenciled piece of plank declared above the pen’s door. The snowy-white snout prodded at the wire, letting loose a snort. “White buffalo,” Jodean told them, and Richard’s daughter inhaled again with surprise. “They’re magic,” said Katie simply, looking to the smiling woman. “That’s right, sweetie. Some people believe they are magic.”

Raya tapped his hand without budging her eyes from the stage, eagerly waiting. The lights turned off, and a burst of spooky laughter echoed in the room, making everyone scotched to their parents. “Happy birthday to the one sitting there...” the noise was coming, and a pigeon flew over their head. A man hopped out in a black suit, hiding his face under a black hat. He brought a flower and extended it towards Raya, and when she touched it, it turned into a bunny. “It’s a magic show,” she screamed in excitement, and there the show began. The most surprising thing was the magician was none other than Milo. The smile on his face grew, and the thrill was frantic.