That's Not My Bunny Book Novels & Stories

I stood there hugging the bunny, gazing at Rowan’s back. Why was he being nice to me? Why did he get the bunny for me? Either way, it makes me so happy to finally have the fluffy cute bunny in my arms, it’s fur was so soft and cuddly. I hold it tightly as I take long steps after Rowan. He gives me enough space to look around on my own. Now, I’m stopping curiously at the bookshop, staring at the displayed newspaper and business magazines. A particular newspaper with a long headline about a young CEO who lost his life due to drug abuse caught my attention. There were no pictures, just reports.

Pressed her face into my chest. Lydia smiled. It didn't reach her eyes. "Hello, Liyana. I'm Lydia. I'm here to talk to your mommy." Liyana didn't look at her. "I like your rabbit " Lydia said. "Does he have a name?" Liyana mumbled something into my shirt. "Bunny " I said. "Her name is Bunny." "Bunny." Lydia wrote something on her clipboard. "Liyana do you know why I'm here?" Liyana shook her head without lifting it.

I was always too worried to catch anyone's unwanted attention. My mother had paraded me around like a prized mare after the contract was signed. The revealing gowns and ostentatious regalia she insisted on during parties and festivities were nauseating. I turned back to the dishes working on a pot. “I’ve read that, have you read Watership Down,” I asked. He snorted. “Isn’t that the one about the bunnies,” he said with mild disgust. “Yes, but it may tickle your fancy. If you like books about politics, it's got a lot of political leadership philosophy .” I offered. He made another grimace as if the mere idea of a story about rabbits was absurd. 'Tickle your fancy? Really Bri? Get a grip girl.'

Her chubby little body shifted back and forth until the pillow was right, Bunny rested on her stomach, and the blanket covered only one leg because she treated fabric like a political opponent. I opened the book. “Princess Elara and the Fox Who Stole the Moon,” I read.

To explain this important lesson, I ran down her room, crossing Ruben, who must have checked my urgency, and fished out a storybook of the princess who wanted to keep the birds in the golden cage. Returning to the gazebo, I saw Ruben and Raya, along with Magda, waiting for me. “You want me to read this story?” Raya questioned. “What is this all about?” Ruben intervened. “Raya wanted to keep this bunny, and I am sure she….” Magda halted when Ruben took the book from my hand and opened it to read it aloud. “There was a princess….” He started, and after a few minutes, he finished the story, and we both looked at Raya.

I wandered through the aisles, running my fingers along the spines, feeling a sense of belonging I hadn't felt in a long time. I spent the whole day there, completely lost among the books, reading story after story until I lost track of time. One book caught my attention "The Adventures of Sir Flufftail" a ridiculous but absolutely hilarious story about a brave and very dramatic rabbit knight who went on quests to save stolen carrot cakes from mischievous squirrels.

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

TESSA The moment was broken the moment we heard rustling. My body tensed while Rowan moved quickly, going out of the water, to look for signs of intrusion. However, as he got closer to the bush, he leaned down and pulled out a… bunny? A small, snow-white bunny. I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding, the tension leaving me all at once. Rowan turned around and showed it to me.

It was there - nestled in the comfy armrest of a leather couch,nose shaking as it was playing with an expensive looking pen and seated right next to it was a surprisingly still and weirdly careful Lucas Marano himself. He looked so out of place with a cute bunny nestled next to him but yet here he was…with his fingers brushing tenderly behind its ears as the bunny allowed him, utterly blissful. I blinked happily. “Oh my God…you found it.” Lucas finally shifted his gaze to mine, expression controlled but I definitely saw the amusement in his eyes. “Well,she found me I guess.” My brows furrowed. “She ?.” I questioned. “Yes Lucia, your bunny is a girl.”