Zzz Bunny Novels & Stories

“No, I don’t have commitment issues, but I do need to work on embracing this new me. I was attacked by a monster and every full moon I will now turn into one. I am not a lunatic. Or that’s the plan anyway. We have the whole summer to take for ourselves. Like I said, hang out or take a class or something.” “I’m in,” Margo says, smiling. “This sounds like fun.” “Zumba to solve our problems?” Beth repeats, still skeptical. “My God, you are obsessed with Zumba. Okay, okay, we’ll sign up if you want! Geez,” I say laughing as Beth scowls at me, but I swear I see some excitement in her face. “What about you Margo what do you want to do and no judgment will be made.” She looks thoughtful for a mome

My face can’t help but frowned when I saw the thing staring at me. Serouisly! Why is this happening to me!? I found the giant white bunny staring at me like he wanted to eat me alive. Can’t this day get any worse?! ==============:? PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO VOTE, COMMENT, SHARE AND FOLLOW. THANKS A LOT BABY WEIRDOS. FOR MORE IMPORTANT UPDATES PLEASE VISIT THE FOLLOWING: F******k: Sam Velasquez F* Page: Samx Writes Twitter: @Oddly_Weird_Mis

"Now we wait for our real target." He stood back and scratched his head with the barrel of the gun. As he raised it, something was odd. Off. The movie scene from her dream played in her mind. Vinnie Jones telling the three guys that while their guns had the words 'replica' on the side, his had 'Desert Eagle 0.5.' 'It's not real,' she realised. She wasn't sure how, but she knew it. Knew it in her bones. 'That gun is a replica.'

There were small white bunnies on the battlefield leisurely jumping towards an elder and the soldiers who were frantically creating tossing boulders and creating stone walls to keep the innocent-looking bunny away. "The snow bunny? what's such a dangerous talent doing here?" The snow bunny was one of the top 500 most dangerous talents known to mages. Talents in the top 1000 were so powerful that any mage born with them would be a powerhouse whether they had ever trained a day in their life or not.

ONE YEAR LATER — ZOEY’S POV I liked mornings in our home. They smelled like pancakes and sunshine. Mommy always said the sun hit our windows in a special way, but I thought it was because the sun liked us. Maybe the sun knew we were happy now. I woke up in my big girl bed, hugging Mr. Bunny. Daddy bought him for me when I had a bad dream last month, and he said Mr. Bunny’s job was to chase monsters away. I believed him. Daddy never lied.

When the man gets close, he takes a deep breath and smiles slightly. "Hello. What's your name?" His voice is so deep that I feel it all over my body. "I'm Sally. I'm a bunny, but not one of the Biker Bunnies. Alpha Doug bought me from my parents when I was fourteen. I'm eighteen now." I'm rambling, but I don't know what else to say.

The memory of that night is seared into her mind, a haunting reminder of how quickly happiness can turn to despair. The evening began like any other. The sky was a deep indigo, the stars twinkling overhead as a gentle breeze rustled the leaves. Aqua and her parents were gathered in their cozy living room, the fireplace crackling warmly. Zara was reading a story aloud, her soothing voice weaving magic into the air, while Milak playfully tussled Aqua's hair, making her giggle.

“What do you want, bunny?” “For you to– fuck me?”

“You’re the dumb one, idiot.” “At least I’m not dumb enough to think I’m the Easter Bunny.” Scarlet shot back. “So you are dumb?” Kaileeh asked with a smirk. “At least you know it. Now, if you’d just learn to tell the difference between sarcasm, clueless one.” “I just think you’re jealous,” Scarlett spoke. “Of what?” Sage asked. “Oh, yes. Bimbos like you just make me extremely jealous. I want to be an airhead just like you when I get older. You know-“