That's Not My Bunny Book Novels & Stories

The little voice replied with a slight panic, and I took a good moment to contemplate on my next response because it was going to decide whether we are leaving this house, or staying to look for the bunny that might be stuffed somewhere where only she knew, and now it was our problem. “We are going to the park with aunt Anna. You don’t need to take bunny with you.” Bunny was Rose’s favorite knitted blanket which mom made for her way before she descended to planet earth. I remember watching her very enlarged self, stomach protruding from her front with two humans inside her, huddled on the couch with knitting needles and some expensive kind of wool. The connection between the blanket and her

A foot nudges me, so I’m on my back. Bunny glares down at me, eyes like fire and smirk like ice. “Did you find the Karina?”

I kneeled on the floor next to them. The one on the right climbed into my lap and burrowed under my arms. The one of the left bit my outstretched finger and darted behind the curtains. "Hey, where are you going?" I called after it. Of course, there was no answer. I glanced at the bunny still in my lap. "I'm guessing you're Anna, and the other, more offensive one is Belle?" She looked at me with her dark eyes, then hopped behind the curtain after the other one.

Phobos pipes in telling me of his doubts about my accomplishment of his exercise. Grinding my teeth I claw on it and adding pressure to it has a piece pop up from the page. I startle dropping the book to the grass floor, caught off guard. Peering in I see fur peeking from underneath the piece. Time is running out. Taking a small breath I slowly tear the piece from the book. It comes off easily as if it was meant to whilst uncovering a small picture of four baby wild hares sleeping in a basket. There weren't merely four hares but eight.

I started to make my way to pet it. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. He will attack." Someone said from my side. I turnt to see the Goddess of Exotic Mystical animals. I looked back and took a closer look at the bunny. I realized she wasn't warning me about the leopard but the bunny. It's eyes were red and you could see it's razer sharp teeth as it ate whatever was in it's hand. "Thanks." I said while taking a closer look around. If I wasn't mistaken it looked like everything in this garden was exotic.

There was a book and a pen on the coffee table, though, which was something. Crystal leaned over, picked it up, and was disappointed to discover that it wasn't a diary or journal. The title on the book's jacket read: Howard's Amazing Adventure- and according to the back cover, the book told the story of an alien rabbit that had accidentally broken into the earth. Crystal picked up the book, turned a few pages randomly, and finally put it down indifferently.

Sure enough, the cases of rabbit-women swallowing the bloodstones saw a huge decline. I returned to my room. Recalling Rebecca's words, I snuffed out the spices burning on the table. For some reason, I thought being a rabbit-woman wasn't the great thing it was chalked up to be. At that moment, Mom entered the room. She frowned when she saw that the spices had stopped burning. "Everly, why aren't the spices burning?" I rubbed my stomach. "The smell of the spices makes me hungry, Mom. We don't have much food in the house, to begin with. I ought to eat less."

At our ten-year mating anniversary banquet, every eye was on me—mocking, bored, waiting for the meltdown. "She won't break the bond. I'll put a million on it." "Make that five." "Ten million says she chickens out again." Breaking the bond with Bruce had basically turned into the pack's favorite sport. Every year, same game. Higher bets. Bigger laughs. Some were hoping I'd finally grow a spine. Most just liked watching me crash and burn.

I bought a cake to make up for Maisie's missed birthday celebration. In front of Brandon, Phoebe remained as well-behaved and understanding as always. She familiarly took Maisie's hand and helped her light the candles, though a cold hatred flashed in her eyes. As Maisie was making her wish, Phoebe suddenly lunged forward and pressed her palm onto the burning candle. Brandon quickly helped her up, but her palm still got burned with two blisters. She looked at me smugly but did not hear the expected screams. When she turned around, she saw Maisie happily cutting the cake. She frantically pinched her burned skin, but Maisie remained unaffected.

We walked a little further until I heard it, soft slow sounds and I saw some lights my steps slowed as I turned to him “What is that? Knox didn’t answer as usual he just kept on walking. We stepped into a small clearing and I saw them. Bunnies, they were small and fluffy and hopping around without a single care in the world. Soft music was playing and there were lights all around the clearing i blinked and turned slowly to Knox. “bunnies?” He crossed his arms. “Yes.” I stared at him. “You brought me here for bunnies?” “B is for bunnies.” I couldn’t help it and I burst into laughter “You’re serious?” “Yes.” “This is your big idea?” “You said something fun.” “I did not expect this kind of fun.