Vanilla The Rabbit Husband Novels & Stories

I pressed play, and muffled voices spilled from my phone, blending with the ghostlike glow of the northern lights on the screen. The camera focused on a tent. Two figures stood close inside, their shadows merging as the fabric shifted in the wind. Mara's voice came through first. "Callum, you're mine." Callum didn't hesitate. "I'm yours. That won't change." Mara laughed softly and asked, "Then what about Natalie?" His reply was low and careless. "She's nothing but a baby machine."

“Trust me, we‌ love⁠ our husbands to death, but that does not mean they do not drive us c‌ompletely insa⁠ne a⁠t leas‌t half the time.” That earns‍ a real smile from me, sm⁠all but g‌enuine. “That actually‍ sounds reall‌y nice.” “Good,” Vanessa says w‍ith a‍ conspiratoria‌l wink.‌ Th‌ere is⁠ a mischievous glint in her eyes⁠ now,‍ like she has been waiting fo‍r this‌ mom‍ent. “Now that we have handled all t‍he e⁠motional bondin⁠g s⁠tuff, we can finally m‌ove on t‌o the important topic.”

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

Who was impersonating whom? "Evelyn just lost her husband, Mom! How can I not worry about her? Once Evelyn gives birth to a baby and has something to keep her going, I'll reveal the truth to Judy. I'm sure she'll understand me." They were talking about Evelyn Stewart, the wife of Kevin's older brother, Kyle Gray.

Two rabbits he had caught in his hand. “Falling Feather?” The Chief looked so shocked that Willow had time to dart away from him. She moved to stand behind Falling Feather. “You come into my home and threaten my wife. It is a dishonor to your family to do such a thing.” Falling Feather told his old friend. The rabbits were dripping blood on the floor, but none of them really seemed to care.

"My wife is really a virtuous wife. She takes care of my daughter and serves him." "I'm talking to Elvis. What are you doing in here? You're a woman. What do you know? Put the tea out." This time Quill's voice was not loud, and her mood was not as intense as it was just now. With Elvis here, he was too excited, which made him seem like he was trying to cover up. But when he looked at his wife, his eyes were full of warning. Vanessa stared at her husband, and couldn't help feeling sad. "I will marry you in this life, and you are the center of everything. But this time, I don't want to listen to you."

I whisper and feel Max shift next to me. Then Conor lifts his glass and clinks his fork on the crystal. Everyone turns to him and the music stops. “Thank you, “ Conor speaks up so that everyone can hear him. He looks drunk, but not too drunk. Max walks towards Dominic but now it’s too late to stop Conor. He is already speaking. “Thank you all for being here, “ Conor says and points at Grandfather Richard, who is sitting in the corner, Violet is next to him. “Especially to my dearest Grandfather. As you all know, Violet and I got married a few years ago. “

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?"

As she squirmed and giggled, her meltdown vanished. Ivy laughed, shaking her head. “He’s really good with her. And Violet doesn’t like men. She doesn’t trust them.” She frowned, speaking softly as she said the last part. I frowned and gave her a side hug. “Yeah, well, Hibiki isn’t just some guy. My husband is a superhero, and Violet knows it.” I smiled. “I guess that's how she sees him. You two opened that bathroom door, and she was wide-eyed about his badge. And then he offers to get us set up in a nice house with his family. He's a saint.” Ivy sighed.

he whispered while Violet's eyes widened in shock “ Uhhhh... No ... ” Violet stuttered breaking her gaze on him and looking away while blinking her eyes “ I am your husband ” Ryan said holding her palm gently “ I did say that to your stepmother so you could sleep for a while since you passed out ” Ryan answered his hands caressing Violet's turning and sending shivers down her spine . Violet wondered what this husband of hers was doing to her at that moment . She could not explain the tuggy feeling in her heart .she had better use her head and not let him lead her on .