Claiming His Bunny
Kayla I came to Bluebell Springs for a fresh start. New job, new house, new me. As a social worker, I'm ready to make a difference in kids' lives.
But when strange things start happening in my home, I can't shake the feeling I'm being watched. And then there's Ethan Bennett - the town's golden boy who's too perfect to be real. Why can't I get him out of my head?
Ethan The moment I saw her, I knew she was mine. My little bunny doesn't know it yet, but she belongs to me. I'll do anything to keep her safe, to make her mine.
Even if it means letting my inner monster out to play. Kayla thinks she can resist me, but she'll learn. There's no escape from my love.
Will Kayla discover the truth about her mysterious admirer before it's too late? Can Ethan's obsession turn into real love? "Claiming His Bunny" is a thrilling stalker romance that walks the line between sweet and sinister.
With a dash of humor and a whole lot of heat, this story proves that sometimes the most dangerous love is the kind you can't resist. HEA guaranteed!
- First published
- October 22, 2024
- Language
- English
- Edition
- ISBN
- 9798343683059
Shelved by 2 Litcadians
Reviews
Finished January 27, 2026
2.5 ⭐ The premise of this sounded great; however, the execution not so much. The first third of the book was good, with a lot of humor and over the top stalking. After that, the story kind of got boring, and the dynamic between Kayla & Ethan could have been better. That Kayla was immediately okay with everything, including him being a serial killer, him kidnapping her, and her moving in with him after the kidnapping was beyond believable. Their relationship lacked depth. This is not what I would call a fluffy stalker romance like the cover states; it started off that way, but then got muddled like it didn't know what it wanted to be. Hell, I’d spoonfeed it to her like the fucking yogurt she just ate. With all the artificial flavors and preservatives they put into yogurts these days, I bet cum is a much healthier breakfast. this time imagining my little bunny rubbing the conditioner in her hair. The thought of my scent on her, even if no one will be able to smell it, satisfies a deep, primal urge I didn’t even know I possessed. She’ll be marked as mine. Mine. I tidied up the kitchen, took a shower, blew my load into her body lotion, and snuggled her in bed, feeling like I was in heaven. I’ll have to kidnap her eventually, to give us a safe space for her to fully accept our relationship, but we’re not there yet. For now, she gets to live in sweet oblivion, and I get to hold her every night. I mean… I would have woken up if he came to my bedroom, wouldn’t I? If he was in my bed?! I surely would. But the bed is warm. I am warm. And there’s the scent, so manly and sexy and— Nope. Not thinking about it. I’m an ostrich. So what if I have a stalker who cleans my house and helps me with my cases and maybe sleeps in my b— I grin at the box of chocolate on my pillow in my once-again neatly made bedroom. Seriously, this guy would make a fortune running a cleaning service. How am I supposed to hate him when he does all these things for me? How am I supposed to be afraid of him when I feel safe knowing someone’s watching over me? How am I supposed to resist him? The cup on the table means my stalker hasn’t been here today. I should be grateful, yet I feel a little disappointed. Is he bored with me already? Fed up with constantly having to clean up my mess? Maybe he found someone else to stalk? I expected him to escalate his behavior, not abandon the game completely. What did I do wrong? And what the fuck is wrong with me? Why am I thinking about how I might have offended my stalker? Good god, I’ve completely lost my mind. Kayla has already accepted a lot of my darkness, but somehow I get the feeling that my cum in her hair and skin products would come across worse than me being a serial killer, so I’ll keep that my little secret. “I’m just happy you’re here, bunny.”