Snowball Bunny Novels & Stories

I couldn't help but return his smile with one of mine; maybe not one as bright and beautiful looking as his, but either ways, a smile. "Hello! I'm Snow and I think you're very beautiful," I replied, automatically throwing in a compliment without even realising it. After getting nothing in reply, I glanced back up in Dylan's face to find him blushing a beautiful pink, a colour I've found annoying whenever it appears on my face, unlike Dylan's face, that colour red was made for his beautiful, feminine face.

She never did change. She placed one of the bunnies in his arms and cotton candy in his hand then she began walking to the Ferris wheel. Shawn looked at the bunny in his arm as he followed her. It was green in color. Smiling, he increased his steps and ate off the cotton candy. A sweet sensation rushed through him and as much as he tried to convince himself that it was the candy's doing, he knew that what gladdened him was the fact that Jade never forgot his favorite color.

Only his heavily tattooed arms and neck gave away the bad-boy side to the deadly beast underneath. “Bunny, the tech-wiz.” “Hi!” Bunny instantly waved back, a wide grin splitting his lips. Bunny was the kind of person you’d expect to find in a grandma’s basement. A little chubby, but not overly so, and a face that made all the girls swoon. He had kind, blue eyes, a killer smile, and with sandy blond hair, he was practically irresistible. Despite being patched in, he was the youngest patched member there was, even younger than some of the prospects. But he’d proven his worth to the club on more than just one occasion. No, he couldn’t shoot straight to save his life and he didn’t know a bolt fr

Instead, they should first narrow down the possibility by filtering the lambs with certain traits. “Fern has a gentle nature. She loves sleeping in the grass and would chase butterflies. Unlike other lambs, she has a little black tip on her tail. Lucy is playful. She loves playing with her little ball and will react to the sound of bells. Lucy looks like any other lamb, but she loves eating oranges and wears a pretty blue ribbon on her neck most of the time because she loves the colour and sound. Snowball is the whitest lamb in the village. She can be grumpy at times and will head butt anyone who tries to pat her, but she won’t bite because she chipped her front teeth.” Once more, the main q

"It sounds poetic." Annie crouched down and scooped up a handful of fresh snow that had gathered near the garden shrubs. She studied it for a moment, clearly fascinated by the texture, before beginning to shape it in her hands. "Can I make a snowball?" she asked, as if requesting permission to do something mischievous. "Of course you can," I said, laughing at her excitement. She started shaping the snow into a small ball, focused like a child working on an important project. When she finished, she looked up at me with a wicked little grin, one that immediately warned me of her intentions.

“ Are you referring to a dark brunette bimbo with long but kinky hair, crazy makeup, and a wild personality?” The guy looked at me for a second, paused. I raised my gun. “ Wait, wait! Yes, I know who you're talking about. You're talking about Tony’s twin!! Sissy Lombartti. She told him that this guy forced himself on her. Tony wanted to avenge her…” I lowered my gun a hair. He is really singing the story right now! Why would this Tony guy take it this far? Why not… "You know what, I don't even care. I raised my gun quickly and pulled the trigger.

"You won't see me until you need me." "You weren't much help when you were actually needed." I snapped, looking back at Sienna. The air filled with her soft laughter as she rode, stumbling and falling. A smile kicked on my face. At least, she never let go of any chance to be happy. The corners of my lips kicked up as I spotted white bunnies in the distance. I put the cup down and rushed towards them. They were happily munching on carrots. I slowed my pace, reaching near them. They were dressed in cut little sweaters, looking adorable. I guessed the ones with pink were the females. "Hello!" I spoke softly, flashing my broad smile.

When the man gets close, he takes a deep breath and smiles slightly. "Hello. What's your name?" His voice is so deep that I feel it all over my body. "I'm Sally. I'm a bunny, but not one of the Biker Bunnies. Alpha Doug bought me from my parents when I was fourteen. I'm eighteen now." I'm rambling, but I don't know what else to say.

A bubble began to form. “It’s probably the sun warming up the gas inside. We should probably get back,” I said. I don’t consider myself an expert in these matters, but it seemed a plausible explanation. We all stepped back as the bubble grew bigger and bigger. It reached beachball proportions and then it popped, and a rabbit jumped out. It looked like the rabbits we hunted, except for one thing: the long horn growing out of the centre of its head. “Fooking hell,” said Flossie. “It’s a bunny unicorn!”

She’d come so far, and it wasn’t that tough to endure the ten-minute long vibrating session. Oh, how wrong she was! Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation wasn’t one to disappoint. When the going gets tough, the tough get going. The Love Bunny wasn’t just a simple cute bunny with teeth that didn’t bite. The extra feature hidden in its round body startled London so badly that she jolted back and hit her knee on the side of the tub painfully. ZAP!