White Bunny Character Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Anyway, here is your stuffed bunny." Keith detached the linked hands of those stuffed bunnies and gives the pink ones to Rhianne. But he is surprised when she grabs the black bunny instead. She stares at it for a second before hugging it. "The black bunny is a male. See? It does not have any blush or curled lashes on its eyes." Rhianne explained while pointing at the embroidered eyes of the stuffed toy in her hand. "Seeing that their hands are linked when together, they must be a couple!" "Yeah? So your point is?"

---------------- ----------- The next night . . . ---------------- ----------- Bunny, as it turned out, could talk for at least an hour without stopping. She was the verbal equivalent of the world's longest run-on sentence, but Shamira did not seem to mind anymore. The girl was just too damn happy to stay annoyed with. And she was certainly easy on the eyes, sitting in the passenger side of the van in tight-white denim shorts that barely covered her ass, a tied-off pink-and-white checkered shirt, and her wheat-blond hair pulled back in a pony-tail. She enjoyed flirting with passing truckers, and watching her lean out the window to talk to or yell at other motorists made Shamira grin.

“Fuck you, Nyx.” “Oh, hush. You were always so dramatic.” Something flickers beside me. A shape that I recognize. Small and white, fading in and out of existence like rapid pulses. “Bubbles?” I whisper. The rabbit flickers into full form for a breath, her ears flattened, fur standing on end, eyes glowing faintly gold. Then she vanishes again. Nyxara rolls her eyes. “Oh, for the love of the old gods, stay still, sister. You’re giving me a headache.”

The poor little bunny moved and peeked at him through her silver-blond locks but the moment their eyes met, she flinched and buried her face again. Romeo's eyebrows twitched from the realization that the bunny was scared of him, not at the dead beasts that were scattered around him. He shut his eyes and when he opened them again, his eyes were no longer golden-red. It had became a silver coloured eye He ran his fingers through his hair and patiently, he tried to coax the bunny once more.

Pressed her face into my chest. Lydia smiled. It didn't reach her eyes. "Hello, Liyana. I'm Lydia. I'm here to talk to your mommy." Liyana didn't look at her. "I like your rabbit " Lydia said. "Does he have a name?" Liyana mumbled something into my shirt. "Bunny " I said. "Her name is Bunny." "Bunny." Lydia wrote something on her clipboard. "Liyana do you know why I'm here?" Liyana shook her head without lifting it.

“Zion!” I laughed softly. “Hear me out. But if we lose… you wear a bunny costume that I pick out and do everything I tell you to. Deal?” “A bunny?!” She hissed, her face turning red. “Like this.” I pulled my phone from my pocket, typed quickly: bunny cosplay lingerie. Images flooded the screen. I scrolled until I found the perfect one—cute, but still sexy. White bunny ears, fluffy tail, and a ribbon around the waist.

Danielle signaled. “Put the bunny in action, Sammy. NOW !!!” Jax gave the signal and soon enough my rabbit form was flying from the opposite end, straight towards the …. oh my fvcking God !!! Where did Samantha throw me off this time ? My small bunny figure went straight inside the huge witch’s ginormous bosoms and on second thought, I was like “Wow !!!! This was seventh heaven. Mhmm”

Like clockwork from that day on Ryker had formed the habit of remaining mute towards the princess, every morning without fail she would come out to the wildlands at the same spot every single day to speak to and feed her bunnies, yes with an s. She had three pet bunnies, Sir Cotton, Lady Ruby with her brown fur and Violet. The strange princess named one of her bunnies after her new body guard's beautiful eyes which she never failed to complement him on. She concluded on one sunny afternoon as he held an umbrella above her head that since the human Ryker refused to converse with her she would talk to the bunny Violet and sometimes in a very cheeky manner complain or make mischievous comments

Suddenly the rustling sound of dry leaf from behind the tree took my attention as without thinking anything I slowly stepped towards it and was surprised to see the little white bunny trying to dig himself a hole. A small smile came on my lips as I felt my lips widen as the memory of my childhood hit me. Not being able to resist any longer I bend down and picked the bunny in my arms who was clearly shocked by my presence but soon relaxed in my arms as he faced me and then... . . To be continued... . Don't forget to let me know your views on the story on the mane page of the story in the reviews section and do let know your thoughts on the chapter in the comments section.....

Danielle signaled. “Put the bunny in action, Sammy. NOW !!!” Jax gave the signal and soon enough my rabbit form was flying from the opposite end, straight towards the …. oh my fvcking God !!! Where did Samantha throw me off this time ? My small bunny figure went straight inside the huge witch’s ginormous bosoms and on second thought, I was like “Wow !!!! This was seventh heaven. Mhmm”