Mr Rabbit Novels & Stories

"I don't know any holy stories, My Lady." "Not holy," Miya snapped, then softened. "Something... simple. From your life." "Well," Finn started shakily. "When I was a boy... my mother kept rabbits. One of them, a little white one with a black ear... he thought he was a dog." Miya opened one eye. "A dog?" "Yes," Finn smiled, forgetting his fear for a second as his hands worked up to her knee. "He would chase the sheep. He would bark—well, squeak—at the mailman. He didn't know he was small. He just knew he was brave."

Sophia giggled, reaching to wrap her arms around Henry. She did not think it would have been so easy to spin this tale and she had thought somehow he wasn’t going to believe a word she had said. Henry was ever so gullible and when his mother had approached her to leave him, offering such huge amount of money, she had not hesitated neither had she looked back. She had tried to invest the money in some beauty scheme and it had crashed leaving her penniless which is why she was back. Why have the milk when you could get the whole cow?

Louis Reginald Sparks, twenty-seven-year-old vocalist of the band Run Up My Galaxy, charming and a minion of fate, like any normal person, loved surprises. In fact, I used to love it. His younger brother Tom is too. However, the surprises presented by their common beloved woman with the gentle nickname Kitsune sometimes made them pretty nervous.

“It’s fine, want to hear my thoughts on why you were named Rabbit?” “…why not” he nodded. “You remind me of ‘Oryctolagus cuniculus’; a rabbit with albinism” Rabbit was stunned, insulted, confused? He didn’t know which emotion he was feeling at that moment. “…that’s quite the comparison…” “They have red eyes just like yours, although yours is more on the pink side” “I see…” “Were you expecting a deep analysis of some sort?” “Maybe” Rabbit chuckled softly,

To be honest, Ethan Brooks was still baffled as to why the lioness had fought with the python in the tropical rainforest, and he planned to ask the lioness where it came from after they got more familiar, but now he was surprised to find a wild rabbit outside the forest. Rabbits are very timid and usually prefer to be active at night, and they tend to hide in bushes or tall grass instead of exposing themselves in such open spaces. But now, Ethan Brooks wasn't in the mood to ponder further; he was already drooling. Spicy rabbit head, braised rabbit ribs, crispy rabbit legs, here I come!! Ethan Brooks first waved at Luna, who was following behind him, making a shushing gesture to tell her to s

When that cute little rabbit found safety in her arms, she decided to hide it in her room to protect it from the eyes of the cruel world. She took it to her room and spent the entire day with it. However, the next day was her birthday, and she needed to leave her room to celebrate. When she returned to the room after celebrating her birthday, she discovered that her rabbit, whom she had named raby, was no longer where she left it. She looked everywhere for it and panicked when she couldn't find it. In only one day, the small animal has made its place in her heart. She dashed out of her room, looking for her raby.

More resolved. When I returned to the bedroom, I noticed the rumpled state of the bed. The sheets still smelled faintly of Sylvan's rain-forest scent, mingled with the sour hint of wolfsbane whiskey and salt from my tears. "Martha?" I called, stepping into the hallway. She appeared from downstairs. "Yes, Dr. Bennett?" "Could you change the bedding, please? And..." I hesitated. "How are the rabbits doing?" Martha's face brightened. "Oh, wonderful news about that! I found another pack healer who can take them all – the mother and her babies. She specializes in small prey animals and says they'll have a proper habitat."

I shrug, but I'm intrigued by her intense interest. "Maybe squirrels and other rodents." "Like rabbits?" she asks in horror. "Maybe..." She looks like she's going to start to cry. "He better not be eating rabbits, Tor, or we're gonna leave his ass out there." "Rabbits are fast. I doubt he could catch one," I lie. "Maybe he's a vegetarian." Giggling, she turns up the radio. "You're such a nut sometimes."

Nudity to wolves should have been second nature. It was strange to her to see wolves from a different pack. It had been many years since she had, the packs isolation was a paradise after the horrors of the world they had witnessed. It was easy to tell that they were from a metropolitan pack, still stuck in the modern ways, with their hair cut short and bare cheeks. They held no allegiance to the Moon, followed no religion.