Vanilla Rabbit Novels & Stories

Anyway, they offended Rabbit, so he would leave them to Rabbit. Rabbit nodded firmly. He jumped on the head of one of the minions and stared at him smugly. “Let me show you what I can do!” Carlos watched with interest. He knew that Philip had a powerful rabbit, but he had never seen the rabbit take action. Everyone's interest was aroused by the rabbit’s actions. Vanna walked out of the kitchen after hearing the commotion. Vanna had wanted to show off her cooking skills, so she went to the kitchen earlier.

She came out with the yoghurt drink “Have a sip…see if you like it… it is my invention.” “I drink milk every day.” Almera rolled her eyes and took a sip; It tasted salty…a little tangy and even a bit spicy…. It was definitely different. She happily drank it all up leaving the guess work. “Here.” Mira extended the little fluff ball in her hand. It was a light tan colored bunny. “Keep yourself entertained while I get some stuff ready.” “Oh my god… so cute.” She cuddled the little bunny with a happy smile. Jack excused himself to skin the rabbits. Mira ducked into space and caught another 2 rabbits and gave them to gave for skinning.

Aziel shouts. "Speak for yourself" Tanya responds and throws herself forward and then laughs as she struggles to get up from the bushes. When she gets up eventually she is holding a brown rabbit and she laughs like she got a cake on her birthday. "Good job Azalea" "Noo not Azalea, I like Tanya better " she responds and glares down at the rabbit and I can't help but chuckle at how cute she is. "Oh there you are I thought we wouldn't see you again" I turn as I hear Vys voice. I smile at him but notice immediately that he looks thinner and have this haunted look in his eyes.

“Sit down, Ivan.” Jack helps me to a chair under a wisteria-covered awning outside the kitchen door. It looks out over a garden wall to the orchard beyond. A border collie peers intently at me from a spot in the open gate. There’s a white stripe that runs up her nose between clear, brown eyes and the white around her mouth spills down her chest and along her belly. The way it covers her legs looks like she’s wearing long, white opera gloves. “You must be hungry. I’ve got rabbit cooking. Hang on while I get you some.”

I whispered again, because my brain refused to accept it. Ryan didn’t answer immediately. He just kept walking closer… a bit unsteady, but definitely walking, until he stepped fully into the light. Only then did I notice what he was holding. A dead rabbit in one hand… and a bunch of bananas in the other. My eyes widened even more. “Are you…” I pointed at the rabbit, then at the bananas, then at his legs. “You’re standing… and hunting?!” He let out a small breath, his eyes softening as he watched me struggle to understand what I was seeing.

He had unsheathed his sword but Poison sighed, “Today I'm not in the mood to fight. Mortals are so troublesome. They only know how to fight, fight without really facing any consequences.” “I'm not here to listen to your lame jokes, Where is the purple haired monster?!” Poison cackled, “Monster?” “So are you. But she's worse. She killed the real saintess of Lagsu and took on her identity, then she killed the chief of my clan! I'm going to find her and seek revenge!” “Fine. I'll tell you who she is and where you can find her.” “Her name is Yak Ann Sinora, the second princess of Thestryn but she is popularly known as Violet because of her eyes and hair colored.”

21 ~~~~ Vanilla had been a fool, a starved fool who was ready to eat whatever was given to her even if it was rotten and infested with maggot. She curled up into the bathtub, hugging her knees to herself. “We are nothing anyways, I am his captive, he has the right to do whatever he wants.”

“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.

"If someone gave me something like this, I'd cry too. It's something I'd never forget in my life." "Exactly. Things are either deeply loved or utterly despised, and both kinds stick in your memory," Jacob said, reluctantly handing the rabbit figurine to Violet. "I have some other toys from her childhood, but they're all too ordinary—things anyone would have. This one is one of a kind." "One of a kind? That would just make me cry even louder." Violet accepted it with some disdain. Seriously, it really couldn't get any uglier. Even its features were all muddled.

It felt so surreal seeing it in person. Alpha Holden of Crimson pack, son of Luna Soyra... "Your mother would be proud," I breathed in heavily as I reminisced about my own family, all lacking proper burial sites. Suddenly, there was a small rustle from the bushes that caught my attention. It was a small white rabbit, curiously venturing closer to us. The rabbit's black eyes were tracking the floor, while its whiskers flickered in the air. Damian curiously raised his eyebrows and looked to me. "What's it doing?"