Sincerely The Puck Bunny Novels & Stories

Snapped it forward. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The puck went in. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The horn sounded. The crowd erupted. Khyle pumped his arm once and circled back behind the net and let himself have the moment, the brief uncomplicated joy of having done the thing he was here to do, the thing that had been locked up in him for weeks behind everything else. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He had scored. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

I can’t refuse her, I only have to be with her as a prerequisite to become the Alpha. I sigh finally in response. “Nothing serious.” I take the chance to think of what to come up with. Should I say pack duties, she will ask my dad and he will tell her I have none at the moment. “Zonal Hockey Meet. I’m gonna be meeting with the stars from other packs.” Silence spirals in. She’s got nothing to say. My lips twist in a fulfilled grin. “We will meet tomorrow.” I drop a fake promise. Excuses never finish. I can get another for her.

I stand and he shakes my hand and I leave. --- I text Vera from the car. *Paulson is thinking. Garrett is a yes. Come to the rink tonight — there's a side entrance on the east end, I'll leave it unlocked. Nine o'clock.* She replies in under a minute. *Why the rink.* *Because it's not the house and we need to talk without cameras.* A pause. *Richard has cameras?* *Front door, back garden, driveway. No interior. But the garden is covered.*

I walked in and saw him. Riven was on the ice, alone, stick in hand, angrily shooting pucks. Most of them missed. He looked exhausted, furious, and completely broken. “Fuck!” he yelled, kicking the puck away in frustration. I stepped onto the ice, my voice soft. “Was that ‘fuck’ or ‘puck’?” Riven spun around, eyes widening when he saw me. “No pun intended,” I winked. “How do you know I would be here? What are you even doing here?”

He started it. “You good?” One of my guys asked and I nodded. The game continued and luckily, I had a chance to skate close to the guy and I slammed into him very hard. I was sure that I did my damage even with that one hit. “Fucking bastard!” He shouted and I smirked back, giving him the middle finger from over my shoulder. Pussy face. By the time the game rounded off, we won by three to two goals. Very close but we still won. It was a Homeland game and I was thankful that they didn't beat us. Because that would have been so embarrassing for the first game of the season which also happened on our turf.

, he asked We are here to make a trade with Mr Hartley, he replied. Oh oh oh, and same as we are also, pirate said. "How do you know him?", I asked Pirate. He stood beside the person he called bunny and said, ' this is one of the pirates of Captain Morgan. You should know captain Morgan. I call him bunny as I never remembered his name but I can remember he used to have rabbit then and the rabbit's name is bunny so I all him bunny. Mr Hartley said to everyone, " Gentlemen, welcome to the TURNEL of business. For those of you that are just coming here, this his where I do trade with all my customers.

I released the puck with every ounce of strength, skill, and sheer desperate hope in my body. The red light exploded behind the net. GOAL. The arena erupted into pure chaos. My teammates mobbed me, screaming, crying, lifting me off my feet. The final buzzer sounded through the pandemonium, we'd won. We'd actually won. The Stanley Cup was ours.

Maybe that should be enough of a reason to take a leap of faith, but I'm too afraid to do it. "Do you realize how many girls like him?" Anger ignites in her eyes. "Then throw in all the freaking hockey groupies." She scrunches her nose before spitting out the next words. "I swear, if I catch one more puck bunny hanging all over Austin, someone is getting bitch-slapped into next week." She gives me a hard-edged stare. "If you're smart, you'll get in there and stake your claim, because, trust me, someone else will be more than happy to do it."

said Tanaka-san, "Just get him away from me and my precious." "You like this blue bunny right?" said the kind man, "I'll take you to mine. Her name is Artie. You can play with her if you want to." Usha's eyes went the brightest it had been that day. Finally! He will meet his bestest friend! "Thank you, Mr. Kind Face," Usha nuzzled into the man's arms. "Aww, look at you. Come on, she is just over there," He pointed. And he was right! There was his lovely Lady Bunny! Her calm eyes, that leisure but nonetheless elegant pose, and those cute nose with perfect aligned whiskers…

“What am I doing with my life,” he whispered, his voice low and heavy. The words echoed through the dark, narrow alley, bouncing off empty walls and disappearing into the void. Only two others were present to hear him—his silent coworker and a terrified young woman clutching her purse, her wide, tear-filled eyes pleading for mercy. “I’ll give you anything—money, favors—whatever you want,” she stammered, her voice trembling and breaking with every word. “You hear that, Hound? Anything we want,” Puck said with a cruel laugh, his boots scraping against the gritty pavement as he moved closer. “What I want, sweetheart, isn’t in your purse. Can you give me that?”