April Showers Bambi Novels & Stories

After they left, I held up the umbrella and made my way back slowly. The rain grew heavier as it drummed against the umbrella above me. All of a sudden, my thoughts drifted back to the first day I arrived on campus. It'd been raining that day, too. I'd stood by the entrance, feeling a little lost as I took in the unfamiliar surroundings before me. That was the moment I first crossed paths with Caleb. He'd brushed past me, umbrella in hand, without even sparing me a glance. I remembered thinking he was really good-looking. And that was how I started to pursue him. Looking back now, it felt almost like a dream.

something very terrible that must have caused such coldness and tension in him. As Bami watched him uncertainly, she doesn't know how to go about the reason she came. She'd wanted to find a way to tell him about Veroni's gift and foresightedness. Bami knows that if she can tell him all about her daughter and he believes her, that will be the first step of warming him up for the news of Lyra's pregnancy. For the news that a woman is carrying his child. All that will be remaining is for her to find a way to coax Veroni to come and talk to him about the child. This part, she knows will not be easy because Veroni doesn't talk until she is 'pushed' to, by her gift.

why don't you hop in a nice hot bath and let me take care of you , baby girl. OK, she lit up to that. Apparently, my baby likes to be taken care of well. I don't think shehave a problem with being spoiled rotten by all her mates . I reach my hand out for her to grab her small hand slips into mine, and I gently pull her up, leading her to the bathroom. I set her on the vanity while going to start her bath , I turned the hot water on checking the temperature so it's just right for my beautiful mate and next I toss in a bath bomb that smells just like Jade the quad's must have gotten her them strawberries n cream and honey her perfect scent , they even got her the shampoo and conditioner. I sit

she trailed off, the words dying on her tongue before she could force them out. “Sh, sh. It’s okay,” I soothed, my hand moving to rub slow circles on her back. She flinched at first, but only slightly. “I won’t hurt you.” My voice softened, turning almost lazy, like a snake whispering lullabies to its prey. “I like you, Bambi.” The words rolled off my tongue smoothly, deliberate and measured. “And it’s getting out of my hands.” She turned her head away sharply, like she couldn’t bear to hear it.

She jumped up when she saw me. "Yo man what the fuck, you have to tell me when people are coming in here." She said gathering her pencils and shoving them under a pillow. I knew instantly that the art supplies had to be contraband. My eyes widened, I had never be seen real contraband in person. She most definitely was not assigned those tools, so how did she get them? "Relax Vixen." Fox said then gestured to me. "This is our newest, Bambi."

The creature tilted its head, lips peeling away from bloody teeth in something that looked like a smile. “Run…” it rasped—voice broken, guttural, barely human. The sound of it slithered down her spine like ice water. Then the last word hissed out, sharp and deliberate— “…Bambiiii, run.” It took a second for her world to turn dark.

"No, He could wait till the memory goes down to showcase his skills! " "Jim, go meet your friends and agree on how you would like to display your performance. Meet the D. J too." "Mum, the girls are almost here. Hope the preparations are made ready. The Thai massage and hot tub treatment. I won't like to be dissapointed. " "Everything is. Anthony and the other massage therapists are set already. " Bambi assured, her gaze directed at her husband as he spoke slowly. Tinu smirked, seeing her step in with the only one whom she couldn't decipher how she get along with her. She was in a short peach gown and with a glaring stern look, she walked towards her dad with Cynthia urging her.

(Conversation on call) "Hello Police uncle, please come to my house. A bad uncle has entered my house and he is hurting my Bambi. My Bambi has given me her oath otherwise I would have beaten him to a pulp" "Bambi? .... What is your name child?" "My name is Aarav. Come soon please, my Bambi needs your help" "It is a police station, not a plaything, child" "Believe me, uncle. Please save my Bambi" "Give the phone to your elder" "There is no one except me and my cheeseball. Bambi has asked me to lock my room from inside. She is screaming in pain. Please uncle come fast. Only if I haven't promised her I would have saved her like a superman"

I wander a little, breathing in deep. The air here feels different — fresh, cool, slightly sweet from the blossoms. It calms the jittery beat of my heart, just a little. I find a bench and sink onto it, letting my head tip back toward the sky. Just five minutes. Five minutes to feel normal before I go back in and pretend I’m totally cool with feeding two men who clearly own the world but look at people like they’re chess pieces. Except — of course — the universe can’t even give me those five minutes.

Drecos POV The air in the basement was thick with the smell of old iron and concrete, the kind of smell that accompanied an abandoned space. I stepped into the light, my shoes echoing with a slow thud. There he was Mr Lamberto, the man who thought he could just run away with my money. He was strapped to a wooden chair and blindfolded. Luca one of my men stepped forward and removed the blind fold from his eyes. Lamberto struggled to keep his eyes opened until his eyes eventually landed on me. He froze.