Bonnie Fnaf Scary Novels & Stories

I was like the marshmallow in a s'more, pressed between two graham crackers. "I can't with you… Look at your face, Sophie. Admit you're just a slut!" Max grabbed a mirror and placed it before us. I saw myself drooling, my eyes red-rimmed, my face flushed with a rosy shade that only came with the satisfaction of intimacy. This had been thrilling—way more thrilling than I could ever imagine. Suddenly, a click sounded outside. Mrs. Parker called out, "Max, Leo, Sophie, I'm back." For a moment, my body instinctively tensed, causing both Max and Leo to collapse against me with muffled moans.

I’d been home for three hours. They couldn’t just be finishing now, could they? I typed nervously: “Does your fox fae ever wake up in the middle of the night to… workout?” Two quick voice notes pinged back. “The owner said fox faes have strong desires. If they can’t satisfy those desires, they get restless at night and workout to relieve themselves. “Maybe you should try it with yours… hmm.” …She’d been kissed again. The sound alone was driving me crazy. Add that to Fennrick’s taut, sculpted back under the balcony light?

"Amy, come here! Tonight you're going back to the basement. You're not allowed to come out without my permission." Terrified, Amy clung tighter to my clothes. I pushed her behind me and gently coaxed her. "Don't be afraid, my darling. In this country, no one can harm you." "Bitch!" Isla spat. "Even if you drag in the highest official, it won't help you. Austin rules this city." "In that case," I said coldly, "things in this city are about to change." The words had barely left my lips when the roar of engines thundered from the distance. Dozens of armored trucks loaded with cash barreled down the street, making the ground tremble.

"Come meet the dead." "Charming," one of the strangers said, grinning crookedly. Nova gestured to them. "This is Wren and Milo. Wren's the one who looks like she could kill a man with her pinky. Milo's the one who'd help bury the body." Wren waved with two fingers, her nails black and sharp-looking. "Don’t believe everything she says. I’d use my whole hand." Milo, a boy with a mess of dark curls and a permanent half-smile, nodded. "I only help with bodies if snacks are involved."

Bonnie's already cracked canthus and gnashing her teeth. "Done? Can you die after that?" Madman looked up and smiled. "Sorry, I'm afraid not." After she says this, he suddenly throws something at her. Bonnie sees a flash of light and shoots it with her gun. She never expected that it was two pairs of gloves tied up with two beakers inside, making a boomerang. Ignoring the pain in her hand, Bonnie tries to pick it up, but Madman is ready to pick it up faster than she can, twisting her back to the ground.

I thought at first that it was an hallucination. Untill I closed my eyes, went to rinse it and took another look at those Walls, looking at it again (OH MY GOSH!!!). It was damn scary, seeing on a rock, sculpture of a mother breastfeeding her child, the baby was moving her body as she was comfortable with the was her mother carried her, the baby shifted her body for her mother to make a rectification of her posture. As the mother tried to do so, she looked to the right side which will make us to have eye contact. The moment they try to have eye contact with us is the most scary part of it. I regret seeing all these things in my life.

When Sienna heard this, even though she was angry, she also felt that it was a little hilarious. Bona had always been unfriendly, and she had never been afraid of anyone. This was the first time Sienna had heard her personally saying that she was actually afraid of an evil old man. ‘But then again, Heath is really despicable.’ Sienna patted Bona’s head and said soothingly, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here.” “Yeah.” Bona opened her mouth. She originally wanted to say something, but she held back in the end. She rested her head on Sienna’s shoulder with a pitiful expression on her face.

“Why, if we do not instill fear in them, how will they learn?” Fallon chanced a look outside. Souniro had returned and her heart lurched at the thought of him, lying broken and bleeding, after enduring a beating from the monster her parents were entertaining, in their very home. How frightened he must have been, taken from his home, to a strange country with customs he did not know. How many nights had he fallen asleep, crying for the mother who had betrayed him in bitter desperation? Fallon averted her eyes from his strong, handsome frame. What spell had he cast over her with his presence? And would she have a chance,to find out?

Quincy just scolded her and isn't that asking for death? Bang! Bonnie exploded in anger as her terrifying aura locked on Quincy instantly. "Stop! Bonnie, let her go now,” Darryl yelled with urgency. He was not loud, but he sounded firm. "How dare a regular woman scold me. She is asking for death," Bonnie said coldly. Then, she stretched out her hands and squeezed Quincy’s neck suddenly. Quincy’s face started turning purple. She tried to struggle, but she had no chance to fight back against the terrifying spiritual power of the fairy. She felt everything go dark and she had trouble breathing.

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.