Reader Rabbit: Wordville Soup Novels & Stories

My voice still came out tight. “Cats are little chaos demons,” Riley said with a laugh. Alex leaned forward. “I don’t mind a bunny. Cute ears. Good aesthetic.” “They’re high maintenance,” I blurted. Riley snorted. “So is a cat.” But the word repeated in my head. Bunny. The way Professor Wells said it. Her voice is like velvet-wrapped steel. The heat behind my eyes wouldn’t go away. Riley said it again and it was like her voice twisted into Ava’s, whispering in my mind.

But then… The damn thing turned around, gave me a judgy once-over, and said in the snarkiest voice I’d heard since Lana turned her back on me: “Ugh. You look like you haven’t brushed your hair since the moon cried on your sad little birthday party.” I screamed. Fell on my butt. Pointed at it like it murdered someone. “You. Talk.” The rabbit rolled its eyes—I kid you not—and adjusted a tiny monocle that just… appeared? “Congratulations, Captain Obvious. What tipped you off? The vocabulary or the sass?” “What the actual wolf—are you cursed? Are I cursed? Am I dying again?” “You’re not dying. Yet. But with that fashion sense and your current hygiene? It’s debatable.” I blinked. Stared. Then bli

The boy ask as everyone burst into laughter. "I think bitter! Brandon rasped in as he do his face like someone who had eaten cheat. " Hmmm Gross, I'm definitely not eating This! "You should definitely not eat if because after that, a lot of Myself thing will happen to you which includes you hearing some noise in your stomach. Rabbit is a very dangerous animal to eat because it's poisonous. "Oh my gosh! I'm definitely not eating this. That means I have to stay hungry. He utter with a frightening face.

Bradford rolled up his sleeves and rinsed his hands in the water bowl on the counter. They began to talk. Bradford began his tale at the receiving the request from his Elder Lord as he dressed the rabbit for the stew. The journey to his Villa was long and arduous however he yielded himself to reading. "I see you read as well?" He pointed the knife towards the shelves.

Shrey said while covering her ears with her hands, "Actually *dramatic sigh* sweetheart, I wasn't talking to you, but to this little bunny," George said, showing a cute little rabbit in his hand; with a tight-lipped smile, he gently patted the bunny's head. Sherry has always been fond of rabbits, and George knew it, so he purposely holds him in the wrong way "hey little one, do you know if the word god is spelled upwards down, it comes dog" George said and laughed at his joke to which bunny flicked his head and feet, "Wow, wow hold on dude stop flicking yourself"

Callox tore off the rabbit's leg and handed it to me. Then, he raised his hand to wipe the grease off the corner of my mouth. "Look at you, you little glutton," he joked. "It's because the rabbit you cooked is so delicious," I whined, taking another huge bite out of the rabbit leg. The freshly roasted meat melted in my mouth. When we were done picking the meat off the bones of the rabbit, we packed up our things and continued our journey. Just then, Eva's voice sounded in my mind. "I haven't been out in a long time.It's so stuffy in here.Let me have some fresh air.Why don't you two run in wolf form? Running as wolves will be easier and faster than walking as human," Eva suggested.

Ava Ophelia let out a satisfied sigh and leaned back in her chair, patting her full belly. “Ah… That was delicious,” she said, shutting her eyes happily. “I swear, the food here is so much better.” Leonard and I exchanged amused glances from across the kitchen table. “The food here is very rich in vitamins,” Leonard explained as he rose from his chair and began collecting our empty dishes. “The roast rabbit you just ate probably had more protein in it than you’d normally have in a full week in the human world.”

His eyebrows widened and looked at me for an answer. “It’s rabbit,” his brows furrowed more. “I cooked it all day, heating it slowly and letting it sit in juices to break down the toughness of the meat.” Creed took another bite groaning until it was completely gone from his bowl. I took it back to fill his bowl more, but his muscular arms pulled me to his lap.

Hazel wandered into the garden, where her newfound rabbit friend eagerly awaited its morning treat. She offered a handful of vegetables, particularly favoring the carrots. Wyatt's voice, unexpectedly close, made her turn. He held two coffee mugs in his hands. "So you two have become friends," he remarked, kneeling beside her. Hazel cradled the bunny in her hands, rubbing its nose affectionately. Wyatt issued a playful warning, "Be careful; it might just bite your nose."

I couldn't still get over the fact that Scarlett can likely trace us back here “Ma!” a small voice shouted, breaking the moment. Inside, the scent of herbs and freshly baked bread filled the air. I stood at the wooden counter, kneading dough with practiced hands. The rhythmic motion was soothing, a routine that grounded me. The scent of herbs and roasted rabbit still clung to my fingers. “Yes, baby?” I said and turned, wiping my hands on my apron. River burst through the door, his curls bouncing, his eyes wide with excitement. “Liam says he caught a fox!”