Bonnie And Enzo Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The lights suddenly went off and I knew too well it was Enzo but my mind was still blank till I felt his hot breath against my neck. No! No! It can't be what I'm thinking of. I immediately moved away and bumped into Julian. "Let go of me peacefully, I have no business or whatsoever with you, I just want to moan my friend in peace." Enzo's laughter echoed around the room. "Come on, little pirate, we had to wait for two years just for you." "But..." Enzo placed his lips on mine while I felt another pair of hands against my waist and a kiss on my neck.

"The bond is supposed to be sacred. But every time I look at you, I see her. And now, you’ve brought her back into our home. You’ve brought the ghost of our honeymoon back to haunt me." Owen stepped toward me, his large hand reaching out to touch my cheek. For a second, the mate bond flared with a fake sense of comfort. I wanted to lean into him. I wanted to believe him. "She’s just a friend now, Eleanor," he murmured. "I promise. Give it a chance. For the pack. For us." I looked into his eyes, searching for the man I fell in love with. But then, a high-pitched giggle echoed from the hallway.

“But she does make it easier for me to fight for the bond I feel with you.” “You and Xander both know I’m only looking for someone with Celestia blood,” I snapped. But Enzo just smiled. “I don’t know if Celestia blood runs through me or not. But I do know this—my job now is to fight for you to be mine.” He stepped one inch closer. “And I’m ready to fight if I have to.” My heart dropped—not from swooning. From exhaustion. “Enzo…” I swallowed the emotion climbing up my throat. “You were my childhood friend. We used to play in the mud before we even knew how to wear our shoes right.”

“Then maybe you should try to be better for me.” “I’ll try.” Enzo said, his voice soft. “But first, I’m going to make sure Diego pays for this.” “And I’m coming with you.” Sienna declared. Enzo paused, then nodded. “Alright. Together.” The two of them stood in the wreckage of the study, their bond stronger than ever, even as the darkness of their world threatens to consume them.

"I am just disappointed in myself. After so many years of devotion and surrendering myself to his will, what did I get in the end? Nothing. I don't know if Caroline had told you or not, he was a gay. I was bi but he was a gay. And yes I did hit on him, I did flirt with him, but you must know that one cannot bend if they don't want to. I feel like everything will be over. No matter how hard I try I will be alone in the end. I don't want you to think that you have wasted your time spending with me. That after everything, I would not be enough for you. I know I should not think like that, not at least in the beginning, but I have been thinking about it. And it has….". Josh looked at Enzo with s

Seeing my best friend—who is also my cousin—and boyfriend becoming friends makes me very happy. “Alright we should get back before someone starts noticing we have been gone for too long,” Enzo says. “Okay, I will meet you later; I still have some things I want to ask William.” “Alright honey,” Enzo says, pecking my cheeks before walking out with my parents, his parents, Antonio and Sofia. Joan stays behind with William and me. “Am so happy we are related” I say squeezing the life out of him with a hug. “Do you want to kill me, woman?” he says not really trying to get out from my embrace while laughing.

I opened the door and walked in to see Bianca and Rose on the floor laughing their heart out. I raised a brow at them. "Are you girls babies?" Enzo said with amusement. Bianca waved him off, "I am my daddy's baby." I chuckled and went to my closet. I brought out a clean shirt and gave it to Enzo. He then grabbed his wife and carried her up in bridal style. "Don't touch me with your bloody hands!" she cried out and I heard Rose laugh. "We're going to take a shower," Enzo kissed her neck and walked out of the room. "Go and take a shower"

Gianna squirms uncomfortably and whimpers, and I take a breath to calm my little outburst. “I’m sorry,” Enzo apologizes with puppy-dog eyes, “but just look at her. She’s so beautiful and so ours. Don’t you feel your heart leap every time you see her? I want more of this, cara.” “Are you serious? Is this the same ruthless killer, people-disemboweler, who at the beginning of this story didn’t want to get married, was afraid of love, and hated the idea of having a child?” I ask, caught between disbelief and amusement.

She does not like this she-wolf calling her mate honey. "Oh, Sandy, don't you ever learn your lesson? Why do you think everything happening in this pack is always about you? You see, Sandy, I already told you that I don't want you as my lover anymore and do not want you as my Luna. I finally met my mate. I'm sorry to tell you, but it is not you. You see, Sandy, our deal is off. I want to introduce you to Bonita, my mate," Victor says. Sandy looks past me to see if anybody is standing behind me. She seems confused as Victor takes my hand and walks with me into the packhouse.

I'm not your puppet, Enzo. He smirked, stepping even closer. "Then you're going to have to learn how to be one, sweetheart. It's not just the world you're pretending for." As the conversation reached its peak, Enzo leaned in, his lips brushing against hers. The kiss was hot, possessive, and too much. It wasn't tender; it was a claim. Sherry froze for a moment, caught off guard by the intensity of it. Her heart raced as his lips moved against hers, and despite herself, her body responded. She wanted to pull away, but something inside her kept her rooted to the spot.