Bonnie Bennett Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

"Sit so I can practice." "Do we have to do this? I'm not a great canvas for-" "You're a great canvas. You fit all the necessary characteristics. You have nice skin and you're physically present." "Bells, please." Arabella stood, tilting her chin ominously. "This house is about to be full of ghosts and sirens and other vampires who are socialites professionally. If you think I am going to risk looking anything other than drop dead stunning, you've got another thing coming. Now sit."

Isabella said and for the first time in this conversation, Sophia giggled to herself when she heard this because she knew in actuality that it was her that would ruin the genes of Ronnell due to her bad eyesight. Ronnell noticed this, she looked so fucking cute. Licking her tongue discreetly, wetting her lips in either lust or excitement. In a dark room, devoid of any sun rays or light, sat a man with blood dripping from his lips and eyes shining through the abyss. The clock ticked, a sound that seemed endless for one that couldn’t die. The relevance of time was lost on vampires because time is the one time they had an unlimited amount regardless of how much passes.

Her mouth opened on his shoulder, her teeth coming down in a tantalizing love bite. The small pain pushed him over the edge. David lost control. He gripped her ass and pounded into her, groaning harshly with his own unending climax, the crushing waves of pleasure going on and on.... Bonnie rolled off him and onto his side, and he held her as she rested her head against his chest. He wasn't sure how much time passed before he fell asleep again. —--------------- "... And just wrap this around here,” Bonnie murmured to herself. “Ow!” She jumped when a spark hit her finger. She quickly finished tying off the electrical tape, then tightened the connection. “Got ya.”

"Bloodletting when the vampire is dying." ###

She's always been chasing the mafia don and trying to chase the heart-pounding moment of when he deemed her fit to receive the blessing of becoming a vampire. "You—you're different," Federico had whispered in that wonderful, almost raspy voice of his. Federico had been the first to see what Alessia had always known to be true—that she was the most capable, beautiful, and powerful woman to ever exist. And then he brought Hailey here. Hailey, and not Alessia herself. Alessia sits straighter and meets Federico gaze with an innocent smile. "Very well, I can explain, Brother Federico—your new maid has offended me. Since she's no one special, she should be disposed of."

“You said the Luna adopted you. Doesn’t that make this person your adopted brother?” She began to walk. “Andrew, yes. But I haven’t told you everything. Margaret died fighting a group of vampires while trying to protect Madison and me. Madison was wounded, but I wasn’t touched. That was when they discovered I was a vampire. I had been bitten as a child and lived through it. I’m not 100 percent sure, but that bite masked or changed something inside me because they never knew. After discovering that Andrew believed it was my fault, his mother’s death and Madison’s wound.” She sighed once more. “I became a slave.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. The scars. Questions I’d had about Sarah w

Cathy exclaimed in shock, sounding heartbroken. Bonny smiled but gave her a curt nod, feeling the same heartbreak. "Of course, sis. We still have a lot to catch up on, and don't forget that I also need to boost my powers." Bonny replied to her in a cracked voice. Suddenly Bonny’s phone vibrated in her pocket. Her heart skipped a beat and she immediately took the phone out of her pocket. “We need to go now.” She yelled in panic when she read the message received from her fellow witch in the Blue Moon Pack.

AVA'S POV “For a queen you are, you're getting a bit too comfortable with these humans,” Rowan whispered, his breath tickling my skin and his voice husky and laced with a hint of warning. My gaze narrowed, eyes flashing red with a hint of danger as I took in his words. “And what makes you think so, my love?” I purred, my voice dripping with sweetness as my fingers trailed his bare chest down below to his hard member. Of course we were lying naked in all our glory, skin flawless yet had a pale color to it, and this was absolutely normal being vampires.

Natasha stated seductively before hanging up. Natasha Sinclair is just like me. She is also an original vampire. There are four of us - Hendrick Marcus, Steven Mitchell, Natasha and me. We separated many years ago. Natasha was the only one who keeps tabs on us and keeps us all connected. She is a devious seductress. But this was the first time she called me about a problem that she had trouble solving. She always finds her way. I was about to drink the blood I reheated when I heard Patricia screaming I immediately run to her room. She was screaming covered with sweat.

"Don't!" "I'm sorry, Harlow," Bonnie said as she thrust the post into Madoc's heart. He screamed in agony, but he didn't die. Bonnie looked shocked. Everything I knew about vampires was based on old books and movies. But none of it seemed to be accurate as far as killing one. I fought against Cyrus's grasp as he looked down into my tearful eyes. "Please make them stop!" I said. "He's gonna help me get my dad out of jail. He's… He's my friend."