The Pumpkin Rabbit Novels & Stories

“To help Rose.” He hesitated, then held the rabbit out with shaking hands. “Tell him to be brave.” Elena’s heart broke. “I will.” Minutes later, the ribbon was tied back around Bunny’s neck, a tiny listening device hidden inside the worn blue fabric. Elena stepped out into the rain with Bunny in her arms. The path to the chapel cut through the black gardens, slick with moonlight and water. Behind her, Blackwood House glowed like a prison pretending to be a home.

The rabbit is awed by this idea, however, his chances of achieving this wish are slight. One night, the boy's nanny gives the rabbit to the boy to sleep with, in place of a lost toy. The rabbit becomes the boy's favorite toy, enjoying picnics with him in the spring, and the boy regards the rabbit as real. Time passes and the rabbit becomes shabbier but happy. It meets some real rabbits in the summer, and they learn that the velveteen rabbit cannot hop as they do, and they say that he is not a real rabbit.

Thank god. He climbed back into his SUV and started toward the cabin, going slowly enough to watch for any movement along the side of the road. There. He stopped and peered through the rain at the movement. It wasn't Star, just a bunny. But what was a walnut brown, lop-eared rabbit doing out here in the woods? Native cottontails were light, mottled brown with perky ears - this had to be a lost pet. Worse yet, it was clearly dragging itself along without the use of one of its back feet.

Leonard was curious about this new player and immediately said, “Don't worry. With me here, your blood is always full.” Heulwen felt that she couldn't refuse, so she followed 'Evil spirit' and 'Indomitable with the last breath'. The three jumped into a large hole. This time, they must uproot the large carrot with the threat of the rabbit king. The Rabbit King could summon other small rabbit monsters. The denser the small monsters, the easier it was for the rabbit king to heal.

Yule was startled by Rabbit’s sudden appearance and nasty remark. Although Philip had not formally introduced Rabbit, he knew that Rabbit was Philip’s pet, a powerful creature that most people could not afford to offend. Although rich people would tend to mess around with similar monster pets, a creature like Rabbit that had developed intelligence and could speak to humans were few and far between. “With all sorts of dangers below, you can give it a try if you’re not afraid to die. Of course, I’d advise against it. After all, you’re very weak,” Rabbit scorned Yule while telling him the truth. It was very mean, indeed.

My mind buzzed, refusing to process any of it. The pumpkin tattoo in the photo was identical to the one on my wrist. I’d gotten it with my best friend, Lily Green. We both loved a niche gothic animation—the ever-grinning pumpkin figure in it had become our symbol of friendship. Lily had said, “Sophie, look at him. No matter how bad things get, he’s always smiling. We should be like that too.” And now, that tattoo had become evidence against me.

A large pumpkin sat on the workbench behind him. “Is that a new one?” “It’s a lantern for one of the walking paths at the botanical garden. One of the others broke yesterday, so I’m making a replacement.” “Would you mind if I watched you work for a little while?” I had been curious to see how he carved such designs into the pumpkin’s hard skin. “What? I’m not doing anything particularly impressive, but…you’re welcome to watch if you’re interested.” “I’m extremely interested.” The tips of his ears turned faintly red.

"His name is Mr. Floppy! Wanna hold him?" Ethan chuckled and shook his head. "I'd love to, but-" He stammered out for a fraction of a second, reached into his pocket and pulled out a small silver pin. "Here, how about I give Mr. Floppy a little badge? Just for good luck." Every muscle in my body locked up. Isabel sucked in sharply beside me. I watched in mute horror as Ethan moved too smoothly, too deliberately, fastening the tiny object onto the rabbit's soft belly.

I picked it up and looked around sighing, then walked out closed the door, and went back to the room I now occupied. I changed into my night clothes and sat on the chair by the window holding the stuffed toy against me and stared out the window at the glowing world of Valaisha. It made me feel close to Galen knowing he was the one who gave me the toy when I was a young girl. I miss him a lot. I finally learned what this toy is as I have seen one in real life. It looks like a cross between a rabbit and a squirrel called a finian. It has long ears like a rabbit only with a long bushy tail like a squirrel. They have either blue or red fir. My toy is red. I cuddled the toy closer and rested my c