Zenless Zone Zero Bunny Novels & Stories

"His name?" "Yes," young Vione nodded uncomfortably. "I noticed he didn't react when I called him Zeus." Lewis furrowed his brow. "Really?" Young Vione didn't answer the question directly; she called Buddy instead. "Zeus!" Buddy continued to run around, trying to chase the butterflies that fluttered among the flowers. He seemed to hear nothing when young Vione kept calling him ‘Zeus’. "I'm going to call him Buddy now," young Vione said a moment later. She raised her hands to her mouth. "Buddy."

“My Mom is a fashion influencer—” “So, you’re the boy?” Kendrick gasps. “It was you… because of you…” I cut Bunny before he can probe further. I prefer him wandering in misconception. The truth can be lethal at the wrong time. I can’t take that risk. Yosef moves to the corner, yanks down the black tarp. Underneath: a massive tank, easily twelve feet across. Water sloshed inside, dark, murky, reeking of iron. Something moves beneath the surface.

She never did change. She placed one of the bunnies in his arms and cotton candy in his hand then she began walking to the Ferris wheel. Shawn looked at the bunny in his arm as he followed her. It was green in color. Smiling, he increased his steps and ate off the cotton candy. A sweet sensation rushed through him and as much as he tried to convince himself that it was the candy's doing, he knew that what gladdened him was the fact that Jade never forgot his favorite color.

Skylar holding a huge bouquet of roses, looking uncharacteristically nervous. The moment my team saw him, they exchanged knowing looks and started cheering for him. "Good luck, Mr. Skylar!" Laughing, they waved and tactfully slipped inside, leaving the two of us alone. Amused, I looked at him. "What's this, Mr. Skylar?" He took a deep breath and held the roses out to me, his expression unusually serious. "Suzanna, you caught my attention from the first time we collaborated. And everything that happened after that only showed me how strong and kind you are.

Untold She placed the candles in a circle around us as she sat back on the floor with us, I didn’t have to be part of it but I couldn’t leave Avery to herself I was the closest thing she had as support. I was in the circle I would be protected from whatever it was lurking n the shadows, sheina asked Avery for her hand once again which she gave. She began chanting those words again under her breath and the glasses on the chandelier started to rattle, the cutleries in the kitchen started to levitate and slowly the candles too except the ones surrounding us in the circle.

It’s a whole collection of bunny wear: sweatshirts, sweats, tank tops, shorts, and more. Zander: Morgan, this is amazing! Morgan: I want to release it as a fundraiser for an anti-bullying campaign. Zander: Izzy will be so thrilled to hear that. Morgan: I wanted to make Izzy a special OG Bunny sweatshirt. What’s her favorite color? Zander: Yellow. Can you make it baby yellow? Morgan: Absolutely. Zander: You’re the best, Morgan. Morgan: I know. Lol. Zander: Ok, I should probably get some sleep.

He smiled at her as he asked, “Are you texting Elijah” Sally pocketed her phone and rolled her eyes at him. “Yes.” “That’s so nice.” Zane sighed. “When can I find my bunny… I’m so worried.” Then, he looked excitedly at Sally. “Do you know any single bunnies that you can introduce to me?” Single… bunnies… Sally frowned. “I’m going to tell you this again!” “I am not a bunny!” “And the people I know are not bunnies either!”

Fiona As the bunny wiggles in my hold, I begin to laugh. It wants to be free so bad that I release it, much to Zev’s chagrin. He jerks, like he wants to follow the little animal, but before he can take chase, I grab his face and kiss him. “Wh-why did you let it go?” He questions, staring in the direction the animal hopped away. Then he turns his confused gaze on me. “I’ve already got the best cuddle buddy. Why would I need a bunny?”

I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind. As I drew her, I’d thought about sketching in the crescent moon birthmark on her back, but it was a little too low. It felt far too intimate a detail to share with anyone else, especially when I felt so strongly she was mine. I just wanted to make sure the drawing was good enough to help him identify her by her face anyways. I took a picture of it, and sent Damien a text: This is her. Find her ASAP. You got it, he texted back, and the search was on.

I sink lower, eyes closing for just a second. When I open them again, Leon is still standing there watching me. Jaw locked and working, that same terrifying focus that never seems to dissipate. His shirt strains across his chest as he heaves in breathes. Dark tattoos disappear beneath rolled sleeves. And lower… His cock tents visibly against his slacks now. Huge and mouth wateringly thick, my face burns when I realise I’m staring, I flick my eyes back to the water. A slow dangerous grin spreads across his mouth. “You keep looking at me like that, Bunny” he says softly, “and I’m gonna stop behaving myself.”