Bandu X Bambi Novels & Stories

The Elites company and Ronbi Enterprise was regarded as one of the international companies. "At least, she's still being reasonable unlike her brother. Crazy folks. " Linda mumbled, guessing the young and crazy Jimi Solanke, second child to Bambi Aamah Solanke was probably in a Lamborghini or trip to a MusicFest since it was summer time in the States and it will take months before he travel for his unfinished course. Linda's fear heightened more, realising how Bambi could be so deceptive with Tinu inheriting some attributes from her. She smirked, remembering the time she called her gallen angel at 8 and her father's surprised facial expression as he angrily rebuked her.

“I was greatly alarmed at what I had seen, so I ran to my mother’s hut to inquire on what was happening, but she refused to tell me the truth. After seeing those men in the palace, I knew my father was going to tell me the truth, so I waited eagerly as I sat beside him. Murai told them a summary of all his father had said. The name 'Banabella' rang in their ears. “Son,” his father started, “I named you Murai for this reason: the night you were born, I fought and killed a leopard. That same night, I had good dreams about you. The day of your birth signified strength and power. I feel you will become powerful on earth if you listen to the voice of the gods; for I had the foreknowledge and pray

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

Needed to hold and keep safe. Farren shook her head, letting some of her pin-straight tendrils fall on her face. "I keep hearing the bullets hit things. Seeing Priamos fall to the ground." She grimaced and pulled her arms tightly across her chest. Sinking into a crouch, I placed my hand on her extended foot. Farren recoiled. Brought her legs slightly up and out of my reach. This stirred the fawn. Bambi, they had all started calling him. Those doe eyes settled on me. Brushed me off and curled back into the girl. She had started to aimlessly pet it. Soothing either her nerves or his.

Bambi was a little unsettled to accept her hand but she fell for it and Susanna took her to sit on a couch. “I’m just going to make sure you don’t try anything funny while we talk. It will be wrong for this simple conversation to turn bloody.” Susanna conversed with Bambi so causal that Bambi wonders if this woman was born with any conscience in her. “Why do you need me to distract the guards, I am just a nurse employed to watch after Miss Cherry.” Bambi tells her.

Brad POV: I looked out of the window in time to see Leia pretty much tackle Brandon into the water, I laughed and shook my head. I knew it wouldn't take her long to warm up to him. "How are things going out there?" My mom asked, walking up beside me. "I'd say pretty good." I replied. "Does he know anything?" My mom asked. I looked down at her to see she was already worried. "Mom, it'll be fine. You have to remember he hunted her until the end and has always checked on her before they even knew they were mates." I replied, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. She took a deep breath and nodded. "I know, he seems like such a sweet boy but I will always worry about the two of you." My mom replie

Her eyes flicked to Aria. “And the girl you chose over me.” Aria’s voice cracked. “This isn’t about love. This is about power.” “Love is power,” Isabella said, smiling with venom. “And I’m taking both.” Luciano’s face darkened. “You’re working with Bianca.” “And Matteo,” she added, voice sickly sweet. Luciano’s expression shattered. “He’s alive?” “More than alive. He’s building something you can’t even imagine. And you?” Isabella looked at Aria. “You’re just the pawn he used to soften him. You were never meant to survive this long.”

I feel like smoldering cinders are sliding through my skin. The picture he sent was two notes that had two pictures taped to them. The picture on both notes was the same. The first note read, “ Hello little bambi. Running away I see. Have you missed me? You didn’t think you’d get away that easily did you? I’m watching you and your new boyfriend. Don’t worry I’m coming for you, and my children. Until we meet again, bambi.”

she boomed, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. I stood up, my heart filled with reverence, and addressed the babaylan. "I am Gambang, the old raja of this kingdom, my Lord," I said, my voice filled with respect. "I want to seek your advice, as our people are arguing about my daughter's current reign. I know I have flaws, even partnering with a timawa, but can you give us guidance?"

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.