Fnaf Bunny Novels & Stories

The little bunny narrowed her eyes at me placing both her hand on either side of her waist like I snatched her favourite chocolate from her. Karan always gave me this look whenever I snatch his chocolate just to irritate him. I ignored her stares and turned my attention towards Juliet who seemed slightly uncomfortable. "Miss. Hamen haven't I told you clearly just pass the information to her family? Then why did you bring her?" I pointed my forefinger towards the little bunny who was giving me a murderous glare like her mother but the only difference is green orbs replaced by blue.

He placed his hand against its furry cheek and gave it a few gentle strokes, the fluffy tail flopping wildly from side to side. He giggled, his tear-stained eyes sparkled in the sunlight. "I am supposed to kill you and eat you," He muttered to the Bunny and sniffed. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you'll live a life better than mine. A real one, and I will be your Daddy!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, feeling very brave and confident with his idea. "From here on, we only have each other. I will always listen to you, and play with you, and you will do the same for me!" He said, kissing the bunny on the nose. The bunny clucked softly. "My name is Caleb," He told the bunny, rubbing his hands toge

I voiced myself seductively, to tease him. "Damn baby, tell me more." "You're stroking yourself again aren't you James?" I was giggling from the other line. "Yes, obviously. Send me your nudes baby. I need visuals." "James! This is still working hours. I thought you left for office already." "I did. I will be in a meeting in the next hour. But calling you seems to be a mistake. Wait." I snapped my nudes, neck down as always, and sent it James.

“It’s the glee club committee.” “Lucy! Hi!” Martine bubbled. She was, Michael seemed to remember, like this all the time. The term bubbly blonde had been invented for her. Unfortunately, dumb blonde also fitted her perfectly. A little shorter than Lucy, she was no less attractive, with ample breasts and a trim figure. As with most of the cheerleading squad, she had long legs.

“Look, a girl just called out so…let’s see how you look in the clothes and we’ll go from there. Did you…bring anything?” “I’ll just get something from the Matron on credit,” I say with a happy sigh, giving him a wink. “What’s your name, doll?” he murmurs, clicking his pen and raising it to the paper. “B-“ “Bunny,” Frankie snaps out. I look to him in surprise but he gives me a serious nod. I realize quite suddenly that he’s right – that Bambi isn’t precisely a rare name in a strip club, but if someone’s looking for me…

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

Habang pinupunasan ang basang buhok bago matulog, nakatanggap na naman siya ng isang mensahe. 'Gamutin mo ang an-an at buni riyan sa binti mo,' galing kay Martin. An-an at buni kaagad? Sinabunan niya lang kanina ang binti pagka-uwi at nawala na ang kati. Over naman ang iniisip nito. 'Hindi naman binti ang unang tinitingan ng lalaki sa katawan ng babae. Boobs at puwit,' pang-aasar niya.

“Last night, I visited King Guaya. He talked about the visitors you saw the other night. They demanded for Banabella, but we denied them their request. King Guaya lied to them that she’d been acutely ill and had died two days ago. The prince did not believe this. He and his men left, saying no word. King Guaya followed them as though leading the way out, and furiously, a soldier threw a parchment at his face and that was when they left in anger. The next day, another group returned, demanding for Banabella. And as they rode off, with no hopeful response from King Guaya, a soldier hauled another parchment at his face. “The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from

I frowned, "that's not true at all! I was in school for many years." Fox leaned forward, biting her lip. "Do you know what a server is Fawn?" My cheeks flushed. I had once overheard Warren and his friends once speaking about sexy "beer girls" My young brain could connect the dots that it had something to do with non-marital affairs. "Uhm, kind of?" I said unsure. If Fox shook her head slowly, a smirk solid on her lips. "Have you ever danced before?" I cleared my throat, "I took ballet lessons for many years."

She still looked and sounded a little glum. As Manik walked to his car, he searched for that cartoon and forwarded it to Nandini. Back in her hospital room, Nandini picked up her phone to see what he'd sent. It was a link of a video along with a message. "Did you know bunnies can also throw temper tantrums?" Nandini clicked the link. Sure enough, it was a video of a cute and very small sized pet rabbit stomping its back feet when being told off by its owner. She smiled before texting him back.