Bonnie And Enzo Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I can find you anywhere, Vivian. Anytime." "What do you want, Enzo?" I took a step back. "I want you to come back." He stopped about ten feet away from me, not moving closer. "The family needs you. I need you." "I've already told you," I said, my gaze cold. "It's over between us." "No." He shook his head. "It's never over between us. You're mine, Vivian. You always will be." Possessive. Controlling. That was Enzo Moretti.

And yet there they were, on the bed, feeding each other's desires. "You only came back to his life for his money, didn't you?" Enzo asked before he pushed her a$$ cheeks apart to lick her a$$ hole. Tbc… Plz follow me on I G @author.chantinglove138 for more details on the book and when I take day-of so you don't keep waiting!

Enzo brightened up and began asking me questions. ******* “I used to have this boyfriend in highschool. His name was Grayson Nollen so like as horny teenage wolfs we'd have quickies in empty classrooms and all that. So there was this time in the middle of us doing the deed a teacher walked in on us and I swear, she never looked at me the same," I told Enzo, laughing. We'd been exchanging life stories and experiences and so far, I can say Enzo has win me over. “Well thank you for letting me know about your high school adventures, if you wouldn't mind shall we try it out as a couple? You could compare dicks," Nikolai's voice sounded from behind me. I stiffened as my fork stayed frozen mid jour

“Finn is loyal, dedicated, and kind of hot.” “Kind of?” Enzo grinned, and it might be the first time he seemed fully at ease. Like he dismantled the walls he’s built so high willingly, and I’m getting the raw, uncut version of him. “He’s pretty much my Eddie Brock.” “I don’t remember Venom falling in love with Eddie Brock,” I snort. “Then you haven’t read the comic,” he grins, “Chemistry was off the charts from the beginning.” Enzo plucks a square of gauze from the cart, grabbing my hand, and positioning my fingers to press against it, “Why now?” my voice is barely above a whisper, and a moment of shock crosses Enzo’s features.

Enzo stood up slowly, givin' me a wink that made my skin crawl just a little. "I look forward to working with you, Ms. Vicky," Enzo murmured as he passed behind me. “Same here, Mr. Moretti," I replied, turnin' around slowly. “Just be careful not to call me Bella again. I may be forced to go completely feral on you." Enzo let out a rich laugh at my words, clearly lovin' the fact that I wasn't scared of him. “Feral? Interesting.” Without sayin' another word, he turned and strolled out of the room, leavin' just me, Freya, and Alaric behind.

His thumb brushes her cheekbone. class="western" align="left"> Then we’re doing this.. No running, no games, no pretending tomorrow might be different. His voice is rough, edged with emotion he doesn’t bother hiding anymore. He pulls her from her chair, drawing her close. The city lights blur around them. Just us, building something real. Enzo lifts his head, sensing the shift-the moment when everything solidifies into something neither of them can undo. Val kisses her then, slow and deep tasting promise and osso buco on her lips. He then suddenly supersizes her and picks her up and carries her into the bathroom the water already filling the Jacuzzi tub and she giggles and says I’m way too h

“Are you out of your mind? What are you even saying right now?” ​“Oh, come on, hear me out!” she insisted, nudging my shoulder with hers. “Just tell me your thoughts!” ​“First of all,” I said, counting on my fingers while looking directly at her, “I haven't actually found my fated mate yet. I'm twenty, Sonia, and the Moon Goddess hasn't exactly dropped him on my doorstep. And second... Enzo can never be jealous. You didn't see his face in the woods. He looked at me with so much coldness it froze my blood. He doesn't want me.”

It was a series of questions, written in a breezy, curious tone that made the whole thing sound like innocent interest. So Zane Prescott is officially off the market, and the lucky girl is Avery Chen. But who exactly is Avery Chen? We know she's a third year student. We know she kissed him at his own party two weeks ago. We know she's been front row at his games in his jersey. What we don't know is this: does she know who Isabella Kingston is? And more importantly, does she understand what she's walked into? Below it was a photo. Isabella at the stadium, poised and perfect, Zane's hand briefly on her arm in a moment that had been cropped to look more significant than it was.

he said, his voice under control but clipped. I blinked, trying to wake from the final remains of slumber. Something happened? Enzo walked a few short steps across the room, his hands clenching and unclenching at either side. " Ren went last evening. More than I could have possibly dreamed. My stomach reversed direction. Enzo kept that part of his life deliberately hidden from me, but I could feel the stress radiating from him. I was not familiar with the particulars of his planet. Whichever it was—something had gone wrong—it was uncomfortable.