Vanilla Rabbit Novels & Stories

his inner self yelped in excitement as his mind started planning many ways to make her vanilla life into a havoc of chaos. _____________ Rana Tigrina ; frog

He heard her say as she admired the pet infront of her. Kace turned beside the cage of the hamster and saw a rabbit staring down at her. She bent down to look at it closer. “Aww! What a cute bunny!” “That would be 150 dollars, miss. That rabbit is a rare breed. It came from another country,” one of the store assistants said. “Ah… I… was just looking at it. I… don’t have money to buy it.” She stepped away from the cage and decided to just go out of the store since she didn’t really have enough money to buy.

Skylar: oh shush you twink, who was it? Rabbit: who? Skylar: the lucky bastard who took your virgin ass Rabbit: I was not a virgin! Skylar: oh please, if someone like Chris fucked you, you’d still count as a virgin… Rabbit stifled a laugh, he liked Sky when it came to creative insults. Rabbit: please, sex with him was good Skylar: yeah because you were a virgin whose first dick was a fun sized pickle… Rabbit: I can’t with you T0T

Two more guards stood at attention outside the carriage house, their expressions unreadable as Ethan and Falcone approached. Pushing open the door, Ethan stepped inside, and what greeted him was far from what he expected. The carriage house had been transformed into a rabbit haven, housing around a hundred. Adorable Holland Lops, Harlequins, tiny Hermelins, and fluffy Angoras—all were nestled in their own miniature houses. The space had been carefully designed to include a large fenced pasture that served as a communal area for the rabbits to socialize, their soft fur contrasting sharply with the hardened atmosphere outside.

Just as we were putting the last piece of stolen apple in the bag, we heard a rustling close to us. “Shh, don’t move might be a person, might be a lizard” Ivan whispered. “Or it might be a cute bunny” I whisper squealed, gushing over a white bunny looking at us from a feet away. “Oh thank God” Ivan breathed out in relieve. “Hey there” I said sweetly walking over to the bunny slowly. “Baby what are you doing? We need to leave now” Ivan whispered with eyes wide open. “I just want to pet it… just one pet I promise” I pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

I began, lowering my voice like I was about to tell her a grand secret, "that a mother rabbit gives birth to at least five babies at a time?" Raya continued to cry, but I could tell she was listening. I pressed on. "And guess what?" I leaned in, my voice dropping even lower as if I was sharing something only I knew. "Each baby rabbit is a duplicate of the others they were born with." The sobbing slowed. Raya sniffled, lifting her big, tear-filled grayish-blue eyes to mine. Her lips trembled as she hiccupped. "Really?" she whispered. I nodded immediately, my face serious as I told the white lie.

"Oh, right, yeah, they’re definitely different. Your ex-mate has a starry sky as his link avatar, and this one has a little white rabbit," Ivan replied, attempting to lighten the mood with a chuckle. "Guess my senses are getting dull in my old age." He genuinely believed my ex might be in the pack-link, and I felt a wave of unease wash over me. I smiled faintly, my eyes darting down to the chat list. The starry sky avatar was now replaced by the white rabbit. I flipped my phone face down on the table, a sense of dread creeping in. I was terrified that if I lingered in the link any longer, my wolf might inadvertently reveal a scent or a thought that could haunt me.

I was partially grateful but as I experienced something new, I had only wished, as I always did, that he was here watching me do so. The anticipated drunkenness crept up on all of us way faster than the champagne at the museum did and with that, came non-stop babble about aimless topics like favorite types of bread which somehow led to our honest opinions on sex toys. Nancy went on a tangent about which kind she preferred, letting us and the table next to us know that rabbit vibrators are transcendent, promoting a true self-awakening. Nicolas prefers sourdough. Sometimes Focaccia. Ending the night on dessert, the chef

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."

Vanessa asked. "No, you're wrong. I've played virtual football, racing, basketball, archery and a whole lot of games with my elder brother Jack since I was little. He taught me everything I know and I never thought that I'd reveal this, but I'm the inline player called babyrabbit!" Robin announced. Murmuring filled the arena as fans asked, "You mean she's the famous babyrabbit who drew with Miles once at a virtual football match online?" "How could she be babyrabbit? She's too hot to be someone who's into sports," a male fan said aloud.