Bonnie Cookie Novels & Stories

Sara answered. "Ohh then she might just be an escort or perhaps a pass time girl the internet is just making a fuss about" Hannah concluded instantly. "My dear, you got it" Sara smirked. Her mind flashed back to the thought of Derek's mother being alive. ***** ****** ****** "This is so nice and thoughtful of you Bonnie" Evie commented at the crowd Bonnie was able to pull. She made cute cupcakes, jam donughts, deserts, small chops and foods which are highly nutritious and gave them out to the less privileged.

I responded with a smile. "Thank you, Bonnie." He whispered to me. °°°°° Myles' POV Bonnie and I were all dressed up, as I helped her get into the car. Bonnie's Fashion House, or BFH, as she likes to call it was launching a new boutique, and she decided to host a party to celebrate it. She was also hosting a charity event to support young girls and boys who wanted to join the fashion industry, but had no means. She said it reminded her of her beginning.

“And over this? Have some class.” “No! That’s mine!” Bonnie yelled, but it was too late. Vanessa ate the cookie, smirking as my daughter’s face fell. “Delicious. Your baby sibling thanks you.” She said, rubbing her belly. “Now let’s get moving.” Bonnie shook her head stubbornly. “That was my special cookie!” Vanessa rolled her eyes and grabbed Bonnie’s arm. “Who cares? Your baby sibling wanted it–get used to it.” She dragged the teary-eyed girl behind her. My rage hit a peak when Bonnie stumbled, complaining about her painful knees, but Vanessa just yanked her forward.

And then after that, she would repeat the same cycle she had these days: Wait for his return, have a little bit of rest, eat, and then repeat. Bonnie looked up from the book she had been reading, "Go ahead and rest." "Aren't you gonna do the same as well?" she asked her. She jumped from the crooked windowsill where she had been sitting in the morning, and now it is early afternoon. "I will, soon after I finish a chapter." "Alright, then." "See you at dinner," Bonnie said before she left. "I will," she replied. As she near her bedroom door, she came across Suzanne walking in the opposite direction. When they met in between, both of the ladies stopped to give each other acknowledging smile.

Felicia. Collins and I both sit down at the kitchen counter, and we watch as his mother takes cookies right off a cookie sheet and onto a plate. She sets the plate between us. Collins immediately grabs one up and stuffs it in his mouth. "Be careful, they're still hot," Bonnie warns him. "Yep, I love 'em when they're hot," he states around a mouthful of gooey cookie. Bonnie just shakes her head at her son, goes to the fridge, and gets out some milk and tea.

I just had to do it either way. I approached my first catch, two chatty young ladies who looked about my age. I tried to recall Mich's lines as I smiled stupidly at them. "Hello, I'm Bonnie from La Monte Luxuries. You look dashing, and I love your fashion taste! It's so gorgeous and appealing." I paused, just in case they had anything to say in response. None. Awkward silence.

she added and Belle placed her hands on Quinn’s lap with a small smile. “If you miss her so much then dead your ego and contact her!” “You think I should?!” “Yes you should,” Belle replied as she stretched forward and picked up a cookie from the tray on the table, “You should try this” she said as she took a bite from it. Quinn nodded in response as she picked up a cookie also, she look a bite from it and her face lighted up momentarily as her eyes went shut savoring the taste. “Good yeah?!” She asked.

Standing at the door was a tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl. Her skin was fair, and she wore a fiery red dress that hugged her curves—a picture of allure and charm. “Bonnie? What are you doing here?” Bruce looked surprised. “I missed you, so I flew over to see you,” Bonnie purred as she threw Bruce a flirty wink and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Bruce looked a little awkward. “We have company. Don’t mess around.” It was only then that Bonnie noticed me sitting nearby. She released Bruce and asked, “Who’s she?”

“I’ve got this if you want to head over to Jasper’s.” Bonnie gave me a dubious look, like she didn’t quite believe I could hold down the fort. I straightened my shoulders and grinned. “I won’t even pocket the profits or anything.” Her eyes sharpened and I raised a hand. “Relax. I was kidding.” With one last look, she walked away and left me alone with a table full of treats that looked so delicious they practically glowed with heavenly light. My eyes landed on a particularly tempting cherry pie. It wasn’t the profits Bonnie should have worried about…