The Pumpkin Rabbit Novels & Stories

But what caught my attention wasn't Harper or her swift retreat. It was Liam. He had set up a surprise for me in the clearing. There was a beautifully decorated cake with candles, a comfortable mat adorned with pillows, and an array of finger foods. Liam himself stood there, holding a single red rose in his hand. He wore a shirt that was partially unbuttoned and casual Khaki shorts. He was barefoot, and his handsome face was a mix of nervousness and anticipation. His eyes sparkled with his wolf's mischievousness, but that wasn't what had stopped me in my tracks.

Darz said. “Rabbit, the symbol of luck. An incarnation of a moron who is so cocky for her luck. Speculated as the ones everyone afraid of, yet don’t get so cocky as you just summoned your Ribo!” Franz exclaimed. “She’s not the only one who has a Ribo!” Harz said showing his Ribo which is a white sheep. “We managed to summon our Ribo because of Varz. We are not a bunch of morons who will hate anyone for something he has never done.” Larz said showing his Ribo which is a brown boar.

As if she is testing the sound of it on her tongue. He kneels beside her. His knees crack. The sound is loud in the quiet room. He says, Yes, baby. Daddy. His voice cracks too, breaking on the second syllable. She holds up a stuffed rabbit. Brown, floppy ears, a stitched smile. Not the white one. Not the one with the black ribbon. That rabbit is gone, burned in the fireplace. This one is new, safe, bought by Marcus from a toy store across the city. She says, Rabbit.

She seemed to be full every time the men left. When I took water into Rebecca's room, I noticed her face glowing, and her tummy had grown bigger too. "Everly, come look! This is the bloodstone I'm growing. It'll come out in another month. After Mom sells it for a good price, we'll be living the high life!" I touched Rebecca's tummy and felt something move under the skin. I drew my hand back with a start. "Rebecca, is being a rabbit-woman really that great?" I couldn't help but ask. "Mom gave me a pouch of spices yesterday and told me to let it burn as I slept."

Sean knocked at the door only to get electrocuted. “Fuck,” he hissed, caught between shock and the lingering jolt of the current. The door opened a moment later. He frowned, finding no one on the other side. “Who are you?” a cartoonish voice rang in his ear, but there was no one. He exchanged a confused glance with Martin. “Down,” the voice said. Sean glanced down and stared in surprise. A tiny rabbit stood there, paws on hips, shooting him the fiercest glare a bunny could muster.

Notice: Hi. This is the author of “Down the Rabbit Hole”. This is a short notice that everything in this story is purely fictional. All characters, settings, and pieces of information are purely all from the creator’s mind. Others, that you may find similar to what you have seen, you have read, all of those are purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any matter without prior notice or permission of the copyright owner. It’s a world of fantasy to be in, and a world where we can runaway, so hold on, Mi Estrellas.

Jacob brought over a little rabbit figurine that looked like it had seen better days. It was rough around the edges and had one ear broken off, clearly not something bought from a shop. "The year she went missing, I made this for her during the Starlight Harvest Festival. She got grounded that year for making a mistake, and couldn't go out to play. I was supposed to have the servants buy her one, but my dad didn't allow it as part of her punishment. "So, I secretly made this one out of clay and baked it at home. After it was baked, I painted it, but the colors have faded over time. When she got it, she seemed to dislike it and dropped it on the ground. That's when one of the ears broke off."

said Roth, a bearded knight-leader at Nuri's side, impatiently. “Oh, Dear Knight, your wife is so beautiful. Please buy her a pair of rabbit ears,” the old woman said to Nuri. “Rabbit ears?” I looked curiously at her basket. There were many ornaments I had never seen before. One of them was a pair of rabbit ears. They were fluffy and very cute. I couldn't help but pick up the rabbit ears to stroke, this fuzzy touch reminds me of a spring dandelion. I like them very much. Fluffy things put me in a good mood.

daddy says taking my jacket off and rolling the sleeve of my shirt up. "Nu-nu, you do it," I say after touching the inside of the pumpkin, it was slimy and slippery, didn't enjoy it. "Okay," he says with a sigh and get to work, and I got the chance to look around, Beth managed to get her whole head inside the giant pumpkin she picked, and Adrian was taking a million photo before helping her out. "I want a kitten inside my pumpkin," Caleb whines. "She's mine Caleb, just go and find one of your own," Adrian teases back, I'm not sure if this is a game they are having or if they are for real.

The scent of the rabbits continues to taunt me, tempting me with the promise of nourishment. As I shut my eyes, I am immediately greeted by the rhythmic thumping and hopping sounds of rabbits. The familiar scent fills my nostrils, and I quickly realize that the alpha has generously provided me with live rabbits. With cautious excitement, I cautiously emerge from my cozy nest and take in the sight of countless rabbits scurrying around my newfound sanctuary. My heart leaps with joy, and I can't help but let out a delighted yip as I embark on the thrilling pursuit of food.