Bonnie And Enzo Novels & Stories

I said softly. He frowned at me. “Now you really are being weird. What is it? Oh, God, don’t tell me you’re in love with Scar. Today would be a really damn bad time to tell me that.” I laughed. “No. You two are perfect for each other.” His frown flickered, his lips tugging up into an uncertain grin. “Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, I know.” * * * Scarlett and Enzo stood upon the raised platform, gazing at each other like there was nobody else in the whole world. Golden hour sunlight danced across them, setting Scarlett’s auburn head alight and gilding Enzo’s darker brown hair.

He turned to Taylor who nodded and dialled their Ally in Florence. “Bonkers do not have only two hands and two eyes, Sandro. Out of everyone, you must know about it.” Viso smiled. Sandro clenched his jaws and looked at Taylor whose face changed its color. “Capo…. It's Hemsworth!” Sandro’s body tightened with dark fury, he didn't need to be told further that Evan was handling that operation. He shook his head. “Then let's kill you by my hands only, Bonkers.” Sandro paced toward Viso and pulled out the knife out of his shoe before slashing Viso’s face in a second. “I will kill you today!”

Just then, a classmate delivered my visa documents, and Enzo happened to see them. When he noticed the papers coming from a male classmate, he frowned and questioned, "What's your relationship with him? Why's he giving you things?" "He's just a classmate and friend," I explained. A bitter laugh escaped Enzo. "A classmate and friend? You'd better watch yourself, Bianca." Before I could respond, he pulled me into his arms. Possessiveness radiated from him, the dangerous air of a mafia boss commanding the room. Then, he kissed me.

And there was no time to waste. He has to act fast. When he and Ethan got to the venue as expected, they had started, but luckily for them, they hadn’t gone far. Enzo gave his presentation that he prepared for the venue with also a bombshell that he has been engaged and wedding preparations has been ongoing all this while, though it has not yet been announced. Everyone was happy for him and his anonymous fiancée, with whom he met the requirements and won the contract. Enzo and Ethan went back to the hospital after the day’s struggle. Enzo was at the corner thinking when a sharp knock at the door from a nurse startled him out of his thoughts, making his pulse quicken.

I questioned, the doubts in me getting clearer by the minute. "Yes, Yvonne. She will be." Enzo answered. Oddly, it felt soothing hearing that. Looking into his eyes, I couldn't tell who he actually was, was he the ruthless person everyone believes him to be or was he…different? For a minute, I was curious to know more about him. "Let's go home." I said. ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ It was a beautiful morning, the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the world seemed at peace, except Enzo. He placed the flowers on his late father's grave.

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the pack as we gathered in a secluded clearing. Tension crackled in the air, fueled by the revelation that traitors were lurking within our midst. And as betrayal seeped through our ranks, threatening to tear apart the bond I shared with the alpha brothers. Confusion swirled in my mind as I tried to navigate this treacherous path, torn between the love I felt for Gabriel, Adrian, and Lucian.

“What’s got you in such a terrible mood this morning?” “Nothing,” I lied, forcing a smile. “Just didn’t sleep well. Couch was uncomfortable.” She didn’t look convinced, but she let it go. “Alright. If you say so. Come on, we’ve got rounds in twenty minutes.” We started walking together. That’s when I saw him. Enzo was standing near the end of the corridor with a pretty girl. She was laughing at something he said, her hand resting on his chest. Then she leaned up and kissed him, slow and deep. He kissed her back, one hand on her waist, looking completely unbothered.

"You handle the blood. I’ll handle the byte. But if we’re going to do this—if we’re going to build this 'New Order' you keep talking about—we don't wait for them to come to us. We go to them." Enzo grabbed my waist and pulled me into a crushing kiss. It tasted of salt and iron and the high-octane thrill of the edge. We were no longer "Enemies." We were no longer "Prisoner and Guard." We were a dual-processor system, two halves of a single, terrifying whole. "Part II is over, Jade," Enzo whispered against my lips. "The Robin Hood is dead. Long live the Ghost." He picked me up, carrying me away from the marble and the screens, away from the blood-stained washcloth in the sink.

Halle raised her hands, conjuring a protective shield, but Enzo’s amplified strength shattered it effortlessly. He grabbed Halle by the throat. Bonnie tried to intervene, but Enzo put out his hand, and she plunged herself into it. She crumpled to the ground, turning to ashes. Halle struggled in his grip, gasping for air. “You… you won’t… win…” Enzo sneered. “At least I get to kill you twice. In spirit, and in person.” He tightened his grip, and Halle’s body disintegrated like the others.

Flynn and I were just here standing in the side while there were women around us. "Hey! Do you have a girlfriend?" a woman asked me. I shook my head at her question. "I'm single," I answered and winked at her. "What about you green-eyed hottie?!" another woman asked Flynn. I noticed Flynn was a bit surprised and I noticed he hesitated to answer. "I-I'm taken," he replied so the woman's face turned sad. My forehead furrowed a bit as I wondered who his girlfriend was. When Enzo came out, he was the one who was approached by another woman and we were surprised when he pushed them. It was as if he was shivering when another woman tried to touch him. He's weird.