Scary Easter Bunny Novels & Stories

Then he crouched slowly, lowering himself until he was eye level with Leo. Elena had seen Adrian Blackwood silence boardrooms and make grown men nervous with one look. But now there was something unfamiliar in his face. Uncertainty. “If you want me to be,” Adrian said quietly. Leo studied him for a long moment. Then he held out his stuffed rabbit. “This is Bunny. He’s poorly sometimes too.” Adrian accepted the rabbit with both hands, as if Leo had handed him something priceless. “I’ll be careful with him.” Elena had to look away.

I could not be managed by a stuffed rabbit, a half-asleep four-year-old, and my ex-husband’s yacht, which had already interfered with far too many boundaries in my life today. Poppy lifted her little hand from beneath the blanket. Her eyes were half-closed, her lashes lying lazily against her cheeks, her long hair messy on the pillow, her bangs falling over her forehead. Her face looked so much like Sebastian’s that every weakness in my heart felt like a betrayal signed by genetics. “Mommy,” she whispered. “Please. Family sleepover. Bunny is scared of the strange boat.” I closed my eyes for a moment. “Fine,” I said.

We were all just standing there, thirty strangers in some dramatic-looking grand hall. Then came the crying. "Waaah... this place is so scary. I wanna go home." Scary? Could've fooled me. Thanks to my perception disorder, my brain airbrushes reality. The grosser something is, the prettier it looks. So to me? This place felt like a cozy Airbnb. Meanwhile, some cranky knight-looking dude threw punches at the shadows. "Quit hiding and fight me, coward!" While most people were busy freaking out, two stepped forward—chill and confident.

But my optimism was dwindling. Fox brought the box over to the rickety table we sat at the night before, and waved her hands around it as if to say, “ta-da!” The stone floor against my bare feet sent a quick chill up my spine as I inspected the box. It was white cardboard, with a insignia of a blue eye stamped on the sides. As I reached for it a familiar smell hit my nose, I crinkled it in disgust. “VIXEN!” Fox yelled out swatting the air around her.

"To Walmart?" "Why not? It'll get me away from the computer for a little bit so I'm not stalking my email for the transcripts. And it'll give the kids a change of scenery. You know they love walking up and down the Easter aisle. Giant inflatable bunnies are the best thing to ever happen to this holiday." Half an hour later, after pottying everyone, changing the last of the diapers, and getting everyone safely to the store, I'm pushing the cart as we meander through the aisles, looking at decorations.

"You're 16 now, Everly. Let me give you a coming-of-age present!" Yes, it was, indeed, my 16th birthday today. Mom grabbed a pouch of aromatic spices from the cupboard. "Men only like women who smell nice and sweet. Take this to your room and light it. Don't put it out even when you're eating or sleeping. Soon, you'll become a pretty rabbit-woman, just like Rebecca." I returned to my room and closed the door. I held the pouch to my nose. Sure enough, it was the same scent I'd picked up in Rebecca's room.

“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.

It’s nothing,’ I said, still watching her, getting lost in those delightful amber eyes. She scoffed lightly, ‘Then look at the bunny, silly,’ she looked back down. I followed suit and watched the bunny continue to slumber in my hands. A pure creature, unaware of who and what was holding them. ‘Guess you’re not as scary as people make you out to be,’ Amelia placed a hand on my shoulder, admiring the innocent little bunny. I puffed out a half laugh, ‘Yeah, right.’ This time, she locked eyes with me, ‘Animals can sense danger, even the younglings. If this little cutie feels safe in your hands, then you can’t be that bad, right?’

In a sleepy little fishing village, a two-million- luxury SUV stood out quite a bit. Still, Kendrick didn’t think much of it—until he saw a man get out of the vehicle. Young-looking. Something about him felt… familiar. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Anna suddenly gasped, “Kendrick, come look at this!” He turned quickly in the direction she was pointing— A chubby brown bunny was peacefully munching grass beside a tree stump. “Getting excited just from seeing your own kind?” Annabelle shot him a glare. “There are foxes in this area too. Maybe you’ll meet your kind later and you can say hi.”

"Yell my name and see if she jumps." Lisa drew in a deep breath to yell, then stopped. "I don't know your name." "Shee-it! I thought since you can see me that means you remember me." "I don't. I've never seen a six-foot rabbit before in my life." "Five-eight." "Well, your ears make you look over seven feet tall, but I've never seen a five foot eight inch rabbit. Who are you?" "Rabbit. Bunny Rabbit," the stranger announced, in a perfect British accent instead of her normal accent, which wasn't an accent other than what people in this part of the world had.