A new guardian? Who? No! The halloween spirit, Hallows Eve or (Y/N) is the guardian of Hall-o-ween. Playful and fun but mischievous, they're the good kind of fear. But the guardians don't believe in such a thing. Refusing to change trying to find their place in this world Jack can relate and tries to help. Confused and lost there's one thing (Y/N) knows and that's their holiday. So they hold firm to their beliefs and traditions since they've gotten them this far. But what happens when a new foe arises and an old friend offers them help? After all what goes together better than Fear and Darkness?

Alive for centuries, she's roamed the world, unknown and all alone. Hidden away in her burrow, buried underneath papers, pens and hardcovers, she does her job anonymously. What does she do? Well, everything comes from somewhere, don't they? Where did you think stories came from?

I've been around for a long time. A very long time. And I woke up to see the moon, void of any sort of memory or knowledge of who I was whatsoever. The moon told me who I am. I am Ivy Raine. I bring the rain, the lightning and the thunder. But no one ever saw me from the moment I awoke. Nobody at all. And I've lived like this for so long, yearning for someone to even catch a glimpse of me. Even if it meant a fleeting thousandth of a second. I am Ivy Raine. The lightning spirit. (completed end of 2014.)

(ON HOLD!!) Bunnymund and the guardians think that Bunny is the only Pooka in the world....or so they thought. Now Pitch is back and he's ready for revenge so Manny the Moon chose a new guardian to help stop him. Will the new guardian help stop Pitch? or will there be a war?

For centuries Bunnymund has believed he is the last of his kind, the only Pooka left in existence. This belief is about to change and his very world turned upside down when a new Guardian of the Pooka variety makes an appearance. THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN THIRD PERSON. It's my first story so please be nice.

Alina is the Guardian of Light. The light that shines in everyone. She makes sure it never dies. Well 300 hundred years ago she was created by the Man in the Moon or Manny for short. She accepts to joining the guardians but finds out that she's not the only one. She meets a care free, fun loving guy in charge of the snow. Read to find out more.

After your parents died when you were 10, you moved in with your aunt and uncle. They aren't the best of people, they don't abuse you, but they don't much care for you either. At least they feed, clothe, and house you. After the day your parents died, you thought all the magic in the world vanished. But, luckily Easter was a week away. Unluckily, no eggs showed up. Fast forward 8 years later and you're family has discovered a new branch of the family tree, with a kid named Jamie, which your family has invited them to your Easter celebration. Can this Jamie restore your belief or will he fail to bring back the magic? (He will :3) A/N: I really only started writing this because of the lack of 'Bunnymund x Male reader' stories

I had been reborn many years ago, although I am well known manny had never appointed me as a guardian until now this is my first move x reader so please comment and give me advice! I dont own rise of the guardians!

"B-Bunny..?" Sophie breathed out in wondrous astonishment, her glistering, emerald toned hues grew enlarged with sheer disbelief. "Nice to see your face again, Ankle-Biter." * Sophie Bennett has grown up into a lovely young lady and has always kept that childish side with her ever since she was young. Believing in fairytale's and always happy, optimistic and very curious. Now 17, she had forgotten about most things that happened in her childhood. Especially her belief in the Easter Bunny. A week before Easter, she had suddenly awoken from a slumber. There, at the foot of her bed, was an Easter egg. She regonized the egg, it was an old gift that a special childhood friend had given to her when she was very young. She was suddenly washed over with memories of the past, and who the identity of who that person was who gave her the gift. But it wasn't no person, but rather a certain Bunny whom she forgotten over the years.