Bonnie And Damon Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

I leaned in closer to her, just listening, knowing in my soul she would definitely give in and kiss me again what I wouldn't give to kiss her one more time. "DAMON, stop that." "Stop what? I am just listening. I am a good friend." "You are looking at me with those fuck me eyes." "What I would never. You have a mate remember." "I do! I also have to find my father, confront Bonnie and speak with Devon. I bet he has no idea who his parents are."

"No! You can't do this! Don't you dare harm my baby! Do you hear me? If you abort my baby, I won't let it go!" "Break up with him!" he demanded. "I'll marry you. Just wait for me a little longer." Bonnie, however, had made up her mind. "Damon, you can't give me the life I want. I don't want to struggle anymore. This is better for both of us, isn't it? Kate can provide you with comfort, just as Alex can for me." But Damon's dark determination refused to waver. "Have you forgotten our promise? If you betray me, I'll destroy you. Just wait—I'll get rid of Kate, and once she's gone, I'll have the money to give you the life you deserve."

he said softly, “you’ve got art today. Show them what you showed me last night.” Molly’s face lit up instantly. “Really?” “Really,” he smiled. “It’s your superpower.” Bonnie watched all of this with that same sharp, unreadable look. Not jealousy, nothing that clear. More like she was watching a movie of a life she thought she should’ve been in. Damien finally tore his eyes from his phone. “Come on, Bonnie.” She didn’t move. He sighed heavily, irritated. “Bonnie. Let’s go.” Her chin lifted, stubborn, just for a second. Then she followed.

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked up surprised to find myself in the bedroom. "What are you planning to do?"I asked as I stared at Damon, who was in a sweatpant. "What does it look like to you?"he asked as he pulled me into a kiss. I moaned out in pleasure as he deepened the kiss. I felt an indescribable pleasure kick inside me as he fondled my breasts firmly. "Ahh…" it came out in a whisper as he pushed his two index fingers into my tight clit. My p***y vibrated as he stroked it gently.

Damon said in a sing song tone as the got inside his room, his attempt to keep the mood light and less tense. He helped her get on the bed and tucked her in carefully. “I’ll have dinner ready by the time you’re awake, and I’ll deal with the other problem.” He said with a wink and a chuckle. Rosa let out a strained smile, “okay, thank you.” “Anything for you princess.” Damon said,giving her a kiss on the forehead before he turned to leave. Now he has to go make dinner and think of a way to deal with the other problem…aka Ava.

In fact, both sides adored me now and I was a role model to other hybrids like myself. “There you are,” Damon said, coming from behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. He inhaled my scent and kissed me on my neck. I smiled and relaxed into him. “Everyone has been searching for you.” Sure enough, my son ran in after him and started to scream. “Mom, mom. Aunt Tiffanie has a boyfriend,” he said with excitement, like he had just uncovered a hidden secret. Damon and I started to laugh. It was no surprise that Tiffanie and lord Tyrel were now engaged to be married. Only one night with him and she had fallen in love. I always teased her for it.

"From the moment Damien chose me over you. I'm not surprised you'd stoop this low." "Enough talking," Daniel interrupted. "Cherry, we need to move to the next phase." "What about them?" Cherry gestured toward the two women. "Leave them here. Jeremy will watch them." "You people are insane," Bonnie shouted as they turned to leave. "When Damien finds out about this, he'll destroy all of you!" "That's what I'm counting on," Daniel said with a smile. As the group moved toward the door, Cherry lingered behind. She glanced around quickly, then pulled a small piece of paper from her purse and threw it toward Bonnie.

"Damien. I found out from your friend." I watched them stare at each other. The air between them was thick then I remembered the night Bonnie told me about Damien. She had met him at a bar months ago. Way before Lucian...before Sloane. Right when everything was falling apart and she was searching for an anchor. She said she just wanted to feel something other than the weight of her own life. She said he was gentle and rough at the same time. She said it was one night and she did not plan to see him again. But he had been looking for her ever since.

The minister’s words concluded, signatures were signed, and the chapel emptied except for us. We were alone. --- The suite overlooking the city was quiet, private. The bustling world outside didn’t exist here—only the soft hum of the air conditioner, the gentle glow of the lamps, and the slow rhythm of our shared breaths. Damon removed his jacket, setting it aside, and turned to me. “Six months,” he said softly, “and we make it work without… mistakes.” I met his eyes, and for the first time since this began, I allowed myself to let my guard down. “We’ll do what we must,” I whispered, stepping closer.

When he finally pulls back slightly to catch his breath, He leans down, burying his face in the sensitive spot of my neck, his hot breath brushing against my skin before his lips trail up to my earlobe. "You have no idea how much power you have over me, Aria," he whispers, his voice a low, rough growl that increases my wetness. "You drive me absolutely crazy." His words send a fresh wave of heat straight down my core. He lifts his head, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity so gentle it leaves me breathless. He reaches down, his long fingers resting on the top button of my dress shirt. He stops mid-air. Despite the intense hunger burning in his eyes and the desperate pounding of his h