Bonnie Funny Novels & Stories

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. All too soon, the wild ride slowed. Disappointed, she looked around at the unassuming stand of birch, seeing nothing more interesting than a fleeing grouse. Fallon dismounted. Twisting on the seat, she watched Kirk dusting off snow. Fallon took off his helmet, tossing it to his friend, then stripped off his snowsuit, tossing it for sport, too. Kirk laughed and tossed it back. “Feeling the heat already?” Fallon grinned. “Know it.” He turned to Rain. “Take off the helmet and suit and follow me. I promise you’ll be more than warm enough in a minute.”

"Hello, my name is Bonnie. I'm the manager of the publicity department." Bonnie's wide toothed gleaming grin and bright red lipstick complimented her suit coat and skirt. Her extended fake lashes flowed as she slowly blinked and her deeply brown eyes sparkled. She was sexy. "I'm Ada and this is Mila." Ada raised her eyebrows and smiled suggestively. "You know, 'Miss M'." "Oh, I most certainly do!" Bonnie said, clasping her hands together, widening her eyes. "You probably have no idea about our accounting ledgers but let me tell you, your reviews spiked sales at least thirty percent."

I made a face, and she giggled. “Too bad you’re not staying. I could be the Damien to your Janis Ian.” Roxanne’s honey brown eyes danced mischievously. She made me think of a copper spaniel, if they weighed 160 pounds and were shy in the slightest. Her dark wavy hair hung in loose curtains around her pleasantly round face, swaying gently as she spoke using her hands.

A notification popped up on my phone. "Cruise trip now boarding! Busty bunny girls who know how to scream, juicy and ready for action! Limited slots available. Come enjoy the party!" It was the summer after freshman year. My twin sister Drew Romano was hellbent on joining that slutty senior Luna Rossi aboard some cruise ship as a "bunny girl" to make some fast cash. I scrolled past the ad online, and my chest tightened. In my past life, I was terrified something would happen to Drew, so I worked up the nerve to stop her.

“I’m happy your here Bella, fighting with us.” Bjorn patted his shoulder, jerking his chin towards another booth on the opposite end. “We will be there if you need anything.” Bonnie gave a soft smile to Bjorn. “Thank you for reuniting me with my sister.” Admiration blossomed in her orbs as he ruffled her hair gently, the dynamic reminded me of a father and daughter. “Don’t worry, it’s going to be fine. You practiced alot.” She nodded, suddenly filled with enthusiasm and pumping her fists eagerly like a child. Bjorn and Colton excused themselves, giving us a semblance of privacy. Bonnie slid into the booth, anxiously shifting in her seat and playing with her fingers.

“It feels …” “Weird.” Bonnie supplied and Jolene laughed as she agreed. “Squish it, play with it, roll it on your table. Have fun with it.” “This is therapy?” “Ehhh.” Bonnie shrugged again. “It’s more of a way to help break up your day. Daytime TV is not all that great.” “I like Wayne Brady.” “He ain’t bad to look at either.” Bonnie grinned and Jolene laughed. “I’m married, not dead. I window shop all the time. You should meet Colleens’ new intern. Tasty.”

I wiped my face, glad I hadn’t done my makeup yet. “Are you nervous?” I asked. Damien nodded, not bothering to look up from his phone. Bonnie bursted into the room. The bright magenta of her dress was an eyesore. “Daddy, please zip my dress.” She was bouncing as she admired her reflection. “Hold still, Bonnie.” Damien was struggling. I imagined the zipper breaking and felt immediate guilt. Bonnie may have looked like she was imitating a certain purple dinosaur, but she was happy. “I can help.” I moved toward them.

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 smiled, “That would be great! I just want to see my mom happy instead of hearing her cry every night. She tries to hide it, but she’s not very good at it.” I smiled, “Why don’t you talk to Mister Koda while I go get your mother? You will be helping to make sure your dad gets the right punishment. But you need to make sure you tell him the truth. Okay?” She smiles as she nods. They sat on a picnic table, and I went to knock on the door, but Bonnie opened the door before I could knock. I smiled at her, “Hey. How are you holding up?” She smiled, but I could see she was not as well as she could be. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. She shrugged her shoulders, “I’m doing as well as expected. H

"Trust me, I know why Mason can't resist such a beauty like you. You have every features that a man wants, "You're smart, you're beautiful. You have those, you know, caramel blond hair, stunning blue eyes, cherry lips and flawless white skin." Bonnie said to me admiringly as she held my cheeks gently, her gaze studying my features. "Thank you, Bonnie. I'm so glad to have you as a friend," I muttered to her before leaning in to give her a warm hug. The loud screeching sound from a speaker at a far end caught everyone's attention. As Bonnie and I released ourselves from our hug, our attention was drawn to the scene going on at the front of the stage.