Murderous Bunny Novels & Stories

Bunny asks me at the same time that Zayn mumbles to himself, “Makes sense.” “I think so,” I say in a breathy way, and Bunny chuckles wryly. “You think so? Lara, you’re being accused of attempted murder, for your information. And we have no way of proving you innocent! All the evidence points at you, and it’s only a matter of time before the authorities come for you,” She says in a frustrated tone. “Bunny…” Zayn tries to get Bunny to turn it down a notch, but she’s right. After disappearing from my life for years, my wolf finally decides to come back by pushing me into a situation that would screw me over.

I ask, still not looking. “Not well,” he says, voice strained. “But, yeah. I do. They were good kids.” Tears prick at my eyes. What sort of monsters would do such a thing? Come in here and murder innocent people? “Brynn,” I gasp. Brynn’s dorm is on this floor. Like almost everyone else, she must have been sleeping when the Silver Hunters attacked. Did she manage to get away? Is she even still alive? “I need to find Brynn,” I gasp.

He wanted so badly to make her happy in his company so she wouldn’t leave, but it didn’t look like luck was on his side in that regard. “Indeed I do not,” Kendra confessed with a sheepish grin, “That doesn’t mean that I do not think it is adorable though,” The General only nodded his understanding and took the basket from her hands, reaching out to let the bunny go. It stood still for some time watching the both of them and then it started to hop away, until Kendra just heard a loud bang and then the animal stopped moving. She turned to look at the leader of the Curers in silent surprise only to find him still wielding the murder weapon, a small black pistol that still had smoke coming out o

And suddenly, they see a shortcut, a shorter route which would release them from the suffering they were subject to, and they go for it. ‘While executing the shortcut, some of them fumble,’ continued the inspector. ‘Why? Simple ... they fumble because they are amateurs! Some are so overwhelmed by their success, they end up doing crazy things. Husband murders wife but wants to kiss her one last time allowing the servant to spot him. Son murders father, and instead of running away, he starts looking for his father’s pen. Why? He wants to have a souvenir of the bad times. His sister walks in, and then he has no place to hide. These actions cannot be explained, Navpreet,’ said the inspector gloo

He likes to refer to them a bottom feeders, vultures or the classic 'fucking freaks' depending on his mood. With all the media coverage that the case had garnered nation wide, he had hordes of people beating the doors down to see it. Everyone had wanted to see the infamous 'murder motel' where the crazy man and his deranged son had kidnapped all those women and then brutally murdered them. Everyone's favorite place to check out was the old well that had held all the bodies of the victims.

“Bunny needs a lawyer.” I did not look up from my iPad. I was not getting involved. I was being a productive woman with neat hair and a professional life. I was not entering a stuffed-rabbit courtroom. “Why does Bunny need a lawyer?” Sebastian asked. “Because Anastasia Sparkle is accusing her of stealing a teaspoon.” “Did Bunny steal it?” “Bunny refuses to confess.” “Then she does need a lawyer.” “You be the lawyer.” “No.” “Daddy.” “I have work.”

I had stumbled into a den of monsters, and I was the next victim to be sacrificed on their blood-stained altar. As we made our way through the throngs of people, I saw the faces of those who were about to be slaughtered. They were slaves, no longer useful to the Lycans, and they were going to be put down like animals. It was a chilling sight, one that made my blood run cold. But the Lycan was not content with just killing these poor souls. He had his sights set on me.

I paused again and took a deep breath because I didn’t expect that it would slip from my mouth because I don’t want them to know about the murderer because it is me even if it is not the real “me” “The way he was murdered… I saw it… everything and I was surprised to see it in the news about the man who got murdered… I think he is trying to connect with me too… like the girl that I told you before” I said. Luna scratches her head and flips her hair while looking at me. I don’t know if she is reading me or trying to feel me by looking at me. “And we need to know about what happened to the girl because we made her a subject in our school project and we only have one month for that… that is why

Barnabas reached out, grabbed her by the throat, and lifted her into the air. "Where did they really go?" he demanded. The bunny woman struggled. She was unable to breathe, let alone answer. In truth, Barnabas was already reading her sea of consciousness, extracting every memory by force. The process completely destroyed her mind. In moments, she foamed at the mouth and went limp. Barnabas tossed her lifeless body aside, then pointed in the correct direction. "That brat went that way." The others in the group were completely unfazed by the bunny woman's death.

A cynical smile formed on my lips , I wondered how my little bunny would feel when she learns of this truth My little bunny.. Yes ,she was so fucking mine The first time I had set my eyes on her years ago, I thought she looked like a cute little rabbit.... Since then I always called her that. Even right now I wanted to see her, wanted to feel her lips around me as she gazed at me with those beautiful eyes of hers... Damn. What was fucking wrong with me, she was seriously fucking me up My mouth hardened to a grim line as I delivered another hard punch sending the bag flying back to a far distance .