Snowball Bunny Novels & Stories

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!”

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.

JAKE They call it the bunny hill. Which is ironic, considering I’ve never felt more like a helpless.I was all limbs and fear and a deep, unshakable certainty that I would soon be airborne and not in the majestic Olympic way. Lily stood beside me, radiating calm like she belonged here. Which, of course, she did. She looked at home in the snow, the sky, the breeze. Like someone who was part of the mountain, not just passing through.

He watched Nicole’s face, “We will sit back and watch as someone comes and they will come after November and her human.” He smiled at her, “They will solve all our problems for us.” _____________________________________________________ Just as darkness starts to fill the sky and the land is dark, the moon shows looking glorious and full, shining and silver beauty, snow starts to fall, people start to fill the roads, the chilly air sends shivers into everything it touches. Winter is coming and everyone’s celebrating. People smiling, children laughing, lovers unite. In a glass-covered man-made garden somewhere in Manhattan everything is covered in the entirety of white. Hanging crystal glass o

That guy from the coffee shop had given me his number so we could talk about when we'd meet up. I'd gotten a little squeaky toy for Snowy for us to play with. I don't know how well that's going to work considering he's a wolf and it's made for dogs. But, a wolf is just a huge dog, right? Oh well, it was pretty cheap so it doesn't really matter if it gets destroyed or not.

His beard scrapes against the curve of my ear, and I’m seconds from letting out a sound I’ll regret when I catch the tattoo artist staring intently at the far wall like it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. “Stop it,” I whisper, swatting at his shoulder. “That’s ticklish.” His nose brushes my cheek, then he pulls just far enough to meet my eyes. “Do you know one special thing about bunnies?” “If this is going where I think it’s going—” “They have a very high reproductive drive.” “Knox.” “Come on,” he says, pulling me flush against him. “It’s just ten. What’s the big deal about having ten kids?”

This time Alexander curiosity was finally piqued as he raised his eyebrows and both of them gave Ash questioning looks. "So what's the full note all about, Ash?" "First off, a Donna is a title. The Donna bears a high rank in the Balck Wolf Clan world. Or maybe, just as what you said. This Donna might be the mole in the Clan. And, the note doesn't end there." Ash grabbed a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table. It was a piece of note where the handwriting was too similar. As if it was a part of the mysterious note.

To express this idea in another way, it is stated in their slogan. We put in an order for Maddy's sweater about a week ago, and we just now got word that it's been shipped and is ready to be picked up. It is a blue sweater with a snowman that is frowning and a lit-up tree with a dog that is urinating on the snowman. The dog is urinating on the snowman as the snowman is frowning. Maddy has a tremendous dislike to snowmen for some reason, thus this activity is ideal for her because it allows her to avoid having to interact with snowmen.

Jenna fumes and starts to walk away, but as soon as she touches the doorknob, all hell breaks loose. "HEYYAAAAAAA!" I hear a high-pitched yell followed by a big, thudding noise. I don't even have time to feel confused as the door explodes, sending Jenna flying across the room. "What the-..." my words don't escape my mouth. I try to comprehend what I am witnessing in front of me. A giant bunny stands before me, if you can even call that a bunny! He has bunny ears, alright. But he is also enormous with razor-sharp teeth. And on his back, there sits Laura, like a queen doing horseback riding.

The snowman was conveniently hidden by the trees when Belle was taking a look from the bedroom prior. It was a massive snowman with a round head and plump body. It had a bucket for a hat and a carrot as its nose. Its eyes were darkish grapes, and its mouth was red strawberries. Belle ran over to the snowman with excitement and curiosity. She had almost forgotten about her plans to look for Grayson. "Did you make this?" Grayson nodded. "Yeah, do you like it?"