The Pumpkin Rabbit Novels & Stories

“Why is this pink-coloured thing afraid of me…!?” A man with white hair, red eyes, like an appearance of a white rabbit, stands next to me. “Thing…? It’s a Fortune Rabbit.” Saying that, I stroke the pink rabbit on her back, where she calms down and rests on my lap once again. “What is that? A rabbit that brings good luck?” “Yes.” “…I need to borrow her for a while.” BOP BOP BOP. Hearing that, the rabbit stomps her foot on my feet again— and with a quick pace.

His voice had uncertainty, as if he wasn’t sure what he saw. “A bunny?” My eyes fluttered open, and my gaze went to where he was staring. He was right. There was a cute, little, fuzzy white rabbit staring at us. What was a rabbit doing in The Intertwine? It was odd. A place that was the home of monsters was also the home of an innocent bunny rabbit? How come? The little creature hopped towards me, and a low growl rumbled in Raphael’s chest. He pulled me behind him, blocking me from it.

Hazel wandered into the garden, where her newfound rabbit friend eagerly awaited its morning treat. She offered a handful of vegetables, particularly favoring the carrots. Wyatt's voice, unexpectedly close, made her turn. He held two coffee mugs in his hands. "So you two have become friends," he remarked, kneeling beside her. Hazel cradled the bunny in her hands, rubbing its nose affectionately. Wyatt issued a playful warning, "Be careful; it might just bite your nose."

“That’s a moon rabbit pelt. My great great grandmother was the Luna of her pack. She was hunting one night under a full moon when she saw a moon rabbit with shining crystal eyes, so she killed it and brought its body to the pack. She and her Alpha wore each of its eyes around their necks, and passed the pelt down to their children.” “Wow.” I run my fingers through the rabbit’s fur, which feels impossibly soft. “Put it under your pillow,” Nash says. I do. He turns the lights off, then, and the only thing I can see is the dark outline of his body on the other bed, his breathing going slow and steady as he falls asleep. I slip one hand under the pillow, comforting myself with the sensation of t

He knows that the rabbit folk specializes in sweets and would like to bring some to the werewolf children. “Here. A villager invented a new kind of sweet made from caramelized honey and peanuts,” the rabbit folk elder said as he offered his package to the others, “I hope you enjoy this.” “Oh! Yes! I definitely will!” the werewolf elder replied, “Right, what about you?” “We also have a new pastry. Their quite small so the children will have no problem handling them,” the werebear elder replied and smiled as he presented his package. “I can smell the sweetness from here!” the werewolf elder exclaimed.

" Taking care of a box, yeah that's a huge job." " Isn't it?" I asked as I pulled out the little rabbit from the box and placed it on the table. The little rabbit lifted its ears at the sight of Kaen before approaching him cautiously. " Oh my god! A rabbit?! Aren't you just the cutest little thing?! Look at its adorable little tail!! " Kaen's spirits immediately lifted up as he sat up straight looking at the little rabbit. " Hi, little buddy. Hi, Hi." Kaen whispers to it as he tickles its whiskers and slowly touches its cheek. Kaen's green eyes lit up in excitement as he slowly picks it up and cuddles it against his face. My heart skips a beat at the sight of it, he's just so... adorable. ..

Maybe he didn't like any of us at all, but just liked the one he couldn't get. Suddenly, William came in with a look of excitement, holding a golden rabbit in his hand. "Harper, look!" "I just found a golden rabbit in the forest and brought it back to you immediately." "Look how cute it is. It can keep you company, so you won't feel bored in the future."

The dog character was completely stunned, but the pink rabbit immediately reacted, spinning in place and handing the balloon to her. "Thank you." Lauren smiled, her face looking rosy. The pink rabbit hopped around, gesturing enthusiastically for them to take a picture together. Smiling faintly, Cyrus took out his phone. The pink rabbit led the shy Lauren over and gently placed her in the arms of the dog character. Wrapped in the warm fur, Lauren couldn't help but squint her eyes, leaning comfortably against it. The dog character lifted its heavy arms and embraced her waist, gently pulling her closer.

Both of them like gardening and she is the one who is helping the old man in carving the pumpkins now. "Rose, my dear. Look at my pumpkin, I finally got it right" Russell showed her his pumpkin which he finally managed to carve perfectly. He ruined three pumpkins before getting this one right. Rose looked at the old man who was looking very proud of his accomplishment. She gave him a thumbs up. "You did it this time Grandpa Russell" she praised him. Russell beamed at her compliment. "Did you realize that you almost ruined this one too?" Czar teased him.

She then turned around and went to the living room. "Yes, wife." Grandpa Ben obediently nodded and followed his angry wife. Frost turned to Luke and took out carrots from her cosmos bag. "Why don't you feed Chummy first?" Frost coaxed the naive Luke. Chummy is Luke's pet rabbit, an ordinary beast. "Oh okay, Big sister. Chummy here I come." Luke immediately replied. He picked up the carrots and ran to the back of the house where the rabbit was staying. Frost glanced at his cute figure before she went to the living room. And the moment she arrived, she could hear her grandma Lina's angry voice.