Bonnie Drawing Novels & Stories

"Yeah, he seemed to like it. I don't think he'll ask you to move back. I have no doubt he’ll redecorate." Bonnie frowned a little. "Why? What's wrong with my place?" "It's a woman's home, and he is not a woman." Bonnie wiped some tomato sauce from her lip, smiling to herself. "No, he’s sure not. Those four aren't even men." Her eyes flickered and blinked to the table. "We know men, right? They're more than that.” Joan wanted to tell her about what she’d seen but Bonnie was covering something up and that wasn’t like her. Joan scanned her closely; she’d been trained to spot a liar and she was looking at one now. “Is that all, Bonbon?” she asked, carefully.

Bonnie says glancing at Orion. "Isn't the wolfsbane out of your system yet?" I ask curiously. "Erm, no it will take a few days I think" she replies glancing at Orion again who hasn't looked at her once. "Well I can't wait to know who he is. He's got his hands full that's for sure" my father laughs as he takes a drink. Bonnie narrows her eyes at my father playfully. "I'll have you know I'm a catch" she says flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder dramatically. My parents laugh at her response.

Logan Reynolds I’m halfway through a proposal draft when I hear the familiar knock—three sharp raps. Only one person knocks like that. “Come in,” I call, already knowing. Bonnie pushes the door open like she owns the place. She’s in ripped jeans, her denim jacket slung over one shoulder, sunglasses perched on her head even though she’s inside. “Well, well,” she smirks, stepping in and letting the door fall shut behind her. “Big man behind the desk. You know, you used to build Lego cities on the floor.”

I shook my head and turned to leave. “There’s no need. Since she likes my things so much, she can have them all.” A flicker of panic crossed Sean’s face. For a moment, he thought I meant Miranda could have him as well. He was about to chase after me when a loud crash suddenly rang out behind him. The plaster doll Bonnie had given Sean lay shattered on the floor before the bookshelf. It was something she had painstakingly worked on for a month while on a respirator. Her right hand held the needle as she shaped it inch by inch.

Bonnie continued, “My sister and Nathan, they were very close, and he missed her so much, so he wanted me to take her place.” “Are you insinuating that they had a physical relationship?” I questioned. She nods, “They did.” I suppress my laughter, my lips curving into a smirk. Bonnie was manipulative, a snake that concealed the venom on her tongue behind a sweet and innocent demeanour. Ma Cherie wouldn’t play victim like this; she wouldn’t be able to mask her true emotions. The disdain would harden her features, heat flourishing in those clear orbs while her body remained composed under the intensity.

Bonnie said as she shrugged and went back to Peter. "So now I'm a betrayal?" He asked out of annoyance. "Nobody said that" she smiled. "So.. Can I keep this?" She said referring to the potrate on the drawing book. "Yh, sure" Elena and Laura said simultaneously with a shrug. Bonnie smiled and stared at it.