Pooka Bunny Novels & Stories

“Then I’m a bad liar and so are you.” --- The puck bunny appeared at 11:07. She materialized the way puck bunnies always materialized at hockey-house parties—not walking, not approaching, just *arriving*, as if the building had a ventilation system that pumped them in through the ducts when the alcohol level reached a certain threshold. Blonde. Tight black dress that was more suggestion than garment. Heels that made no sense in a basement with a piss pool. Eyes that moved across the room with the practiced efficiency of a scanner looking for the highest-value target.

I started to pay attention in the direction that I heard the sound. “Hello?” I ask loudly. “There’s anybody here?” I ask once again, loudly. As I’m about to return to my books thinking it could just be my imagination when I notice a petite girl hiding behind one of the bookshelves, it seems that she’s afraid of me?. “Hey! That’s okay, I won’t hurt you.” I try to reason with her. “My name is Pandora, what’s yours?” I ask her with a sweet smile. “I’m Penny” Her answer came off like a whisper.

I hate the way that caused my heart to pang. I thought I was the only one he smiled at like that. I thought I was the only one he looked at affectionately. It is unsettling and hard to watch. It made me hate coming here, and I suddenly wanted to go home. “I got a white bunny, and I named her Snowball! She's so soft and fluffy!” The annoying person said, holding his hands over his chest as he thought of his bunny. His smile suddenly disappears, and he frowns at Walker.

“Fuck you, Nyx.” “Oh, hush. You were always so dramatic.” Something flickers beside me. A shape that I recognize. Small and white, fading in and out of existence like rapid pulses. “Bubbles?” I whisper. The rabbit flickers into full form for a breath, her ears flattened, fur standing on end, eyes glowing faintly gold. Then she vanishes again. Nyxara rolls her eyes. “Oh, for the love of the old gods, stay still, sister. You’re giving me a headache.”

A notification popped up on my phone. "Cruise trip now boarding! Busty bunny girls who know how to scream, juicy and ready for action! Limited slots available. Come enjoy the party!" It was the summer after freshman year. My twin sister Drew Romano was hellbent on joining that slutty senior Luna Rossi aboard some cruise ship as a "bunny girl" to make some fast cash. I scrolled past the ad online, and my chest tightened. In my past life, I was terrified something would happen to Drew, so I worked up the nerve to stop her.

A few hours later after having her bath, Anna realized that she hadn’t gotten Pookie for the evening. Slipping on pajama wear, she stepped out of the dressing room and headed toward her bedside table. She took a pack of peanuts and walked to the puppy’s little pink house at the other end of the room. “You look like you’re dying of hunger,” she remarked when she opened the puppy’s house and found it laying on the floor weakly. Pookie scrambled to her feet once she noticed her door opening and she immediately ran out of the cage.

Zoe beamed as she scratched behind the pitbull puppy’s ears. “Uh, perhaps you should let me take over, Miss Justice,” I said, clearing my throat, trying to move her away from the table. “But why?” she questioned with confusion written all over her face. “Just a safety precaution with Titus being a pit and all.” “Dr. Parker, he’s a puppy, and I’m fine. Please be seated,” she gritted through clenched teeth. I sighed but returned to my stool in the corner of the room and watched him flirt with Zoe while she examined the puppy.

so how come I am getting that same kind of feeling but in an even stronger version of it, for a completely different girl, sure they had a similar body structure but facially and character wise, they were completely different and opposite to each other. In my eyes, this bunny's looks was more than that of a princess, more than even that of a queen, she looked more like something divine, that was the best way to qualify her, my little divine bunny sent from the bossom of the Moon Goddess with the looks fit for a mini Goddess. Everything about her held me spell bound from her eyes which were a captivating green that I could spend all morning and night looking deeply into, to her pointed nose a

I asked her while squeezing this little rabbit. "Psh. Ugly is more suitable. Look at his eye, it's red. He can be a demon, he might eat you someday." She told me. I shook my head, is this her first time to see a rabbit? "Because their eyes really look like this. It's settled then, from now on you are Chibi." I told him and smiled. We are finally back at the pack that we almost forgot our goal because of this little bunny. "Where are you planning to put him?" She asked me.

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."