Sincerely The Puck Bunny Novels & Stories

He is still holding the plank position, okay I am in awe. I cock my head to one side. “You don’t have any ulterior motive? Only, Brannigan I know what a jerk you can be. If you invite me then plan on getting shit-faced after the game and hanging around with puck bunnies, I’ll be stuck in a corner.” “There will be puck bunnies, and I’ll probably be fucking at least three of them.” Jeez-us this man incenses me. “Forget it then, I’d rather stay at home and watch my nail polish dry.” He lets out a laugh.

I love it. Brick goes next. His has the same seal with the mirrored R. Inside are the same brick-handled guns just larger. Leaning on one gun is a figure of a woman in a racing suit. The other is a woman in a bunny costume. At the bottom, it says ‘ Property of Gretchen and Speed.” Now it is my turn. Speed helps me take the bandage off and takes a picture for me. I have the same seal as the others. The middle is what gets my attention. A white bunny is surrounded on one side by a brick wall and Speed’s car on the other. Protecting the rabbit. ‘ Property of Speed and Brick’ in a checkered flag ribbon at the bottom. Next to Speed it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I hugged Tank “

A Senator? Penny was beautiful, had always been beautiful. The girls envied her, the boys wanted her. If she had been more attentive she would have noticed this but she only ever cared about making her father proud and hearing him say; “My Midnight Fox. You have made me proud again, bunny. You will be a greater con artist than your father.”

"They don't have the talent to be paparazzi." "So, where are you going now?" He led me to a small stall where some young men were trying to shoot a toy duck made of plywood walking on the wall. Many prizes to choose from if you manage to shoot all the duck toys. Actually I've never been interested in games like this, but this time there was a medium-sized white stuffed bunny. Ooh, so sweet. I want to hug, kiss, I love rabbits! "You want a bunny, right?" "Huh?" Adrian can tell? "Well, I know you're not a marksman, right?"

“You were expecting him and that's why you've been so happy. Now that he's not coming, you're sad. Ari, you like this guy.” Do I? “I do not like him,” I argue then I lick my lips. “What do you think kept him?” I ask Lily. “Who knows? Probably the party planning. Or a puckbunny.” Lily says with a small shrug. Puckbunny. I repeat the word in my head. Isn't that… “Yeah, Ari. It's the stupid whores who fuck the hockey guys.” “Oh,” Is all I can say. Because I recognise the stupid pang in my chest. And it's not healthy. I'm jealous.

Coco, the president of campus puck bunnies, appear before me. Everyone calls her head of the puck bunnies since she runs the BLUESIDE SHARKS fan club. Right now, she's wearing a blueside shark jersey with the number 19 on it. Hayden's number. Half of the girls on campus wears his jersey. I'd never really noticed until we started dating and I started getting dirty looks from them. “Hi, Coco!” “So you know the first pre-season game is next week. And we were all thinking about throwing a party and doing a lot of other stuff, you know, just to support our boys. Can I get your number? I wanna add you to the group chat.”

They all just looked like terrified little rabbits. "I was gone for less than six hours," I said in a super casual tone. I didn't even need a mic; the silence was so loud you could hear me breathe from all the way in the back. "Six hours. That's all it took for one of you to totally lose it." I used the bat to flip the puck up, catching it easily.

Now I’m his mate and suddenly I’m practicing with his team. I earned that tryout. I know I did. But sometimes knowing something and not caring what everyone else thinks are two very different things. I don’t want to be Jace Walker’s Puck Bunny. I want to be Ava Peters. I want people to understand there’s a difference. Love, Ava By lunch, Blackwood had apparently decided there wasn’t. “Guess Puck Bunny finally got full access to the team.” I stopped outside the cafeteria. Sara groaned. “Keep walking.”

For the derby match, which was taking place in Downtown Prudential, we didn't need to travel with our luggage, but the cheer squad, as always, was pompous and carried what they needed and what they didn't. From the corner just behind the hockey team's bus, a seventy-seater painted in the team's colors, white and red, with the goat emblem perfectly positioned, was Liam, his back slightly leaning against the bus, one hand in his jeans pocket, the other holding a little travel bag that contained his items. His back was slightly facing me, but just before I could slip away without being noticed, Derek joined him, and immediately his eyes caught sight of me. His lips moved, and Liam turned so abr

It lasted only a second before he turned away. “Elena! You like bunna?” Milka asked. “He’s cute, huh?” I offered her a smile. “So coot,” she sighed happily. “Dadda, my have a bunna?” Conor looked at Chloe, who grinned and sat back as if to say, “She asked you, not me.” “I’m not sure, baby. Let’s see when we get home, okay?” “My ask Santa for a bunna.” “Santa doesn’t bring bunnies,” Aiden said, leaning back on his hands. “They’d get cold in the yard. He gives moms and dads tickets to buy bunnies in the summer.”