Bonnie Spells Novels & Stories

Hunters are rare these days, but other shifter species now and again come along to kill wolves. Bonnie’s father couldn’t take the pain of losing his mate, so he killed himself in front of his small child. Bonnie was alone with the corpse for three days. Goddess, I can’t even imagine what that did to this little girls mind. It’s no wonder her development is delayed. I bathe Bonnie, then dress her in a blue summer dress with matching sandals on her feet. I then put pigtails in her hair and laugh when she does. Bonnie often laughs for no reason, and it always makes me happy to see her smile.

She had an idea whatever it was, it would make Bonnie seem like a cherub. “Okay. And tell them the name of the town Spittle is hiding out in is Lexington. It’s not that far from here. I saw the house. I can identify it.” Cadence nodded, knowing that finding Spittle would be the least of Aaron’s concerns considering the other news she was about to give him, not to mention he wouldn’t want to organize a hunt with both her and Elliott out of commission because of the procedure they’d be undergoing the next day. But she’d tell him if she got a chance, just to appease her sister if nothing else.

"Hahaha, we're using a spell from Southwind Asira to transfer all my sickness and bad reactions to you! How else am I supposed to have fun with the ladies later?" Wren added, "This spell is super wicked. Normally, a person can only undergo it once. But you're so tough that you broke the first spell, so we have to do it again. This time, it's going to hurt even more. You might not even make it!" After that, she giggled and cuddled up to Shane. "Now, all your money will be mine, and I can finally be with Shane without any trouble." I finally got the whole picture after listening to their conversation. I glared at them with anger.

Twice. “Hi,” I managed. The word came out cracked, too small for the room. Marcellus spoke then. Voice steady. The same low, measured tone he used in lectures when he wanted the whole class to lean in. “Bonnie,” he said. “It’s good to finally meet you properly.” Properly. The word landed like a slap wrapped in velvet. Mum frowned, glancing between us. “You two… already know each other?” He answered before I could. Smooth. Controlled. “She’s one of my students. Literature elective. Very sharp mind.”

"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.

“If you truly love one of them, just know, your decision will be final this time,” “Mom! Tony is my boyfriend!” “And he is cute and distant. He can truly be a man who will respect his wife,” Janet was happy teasing her daughter, “What’s his name?” She asked. “Mr. Ronald,” Anita responded in a blase tone. “Only one name? But that’s a good start if you can remember his name,” Janet went inside laughing at her daughter. Anita was left looking at her mother’s receding back shaking her head. When she jolted back to reality, she was reminded of what her mother said. She felt it was weird too, but she couldn’t put a finger on it.

He's not kidding. I nod. "Dinner's ready." *** 4am. The cabin door rattles with three loud bangs, followed by another three, and then another. It makes me wonder who the hell would come here this early in the morning and why they’re being so demanding. I rush downstairs to find Oliver behind the door and when he opens it, two large men stand glaring at him. “The doorbell is just as effective, you know,” he says sarcastically. “We’re looking for a lady named Bella,” one of them says ignoring his tone, while the other peaks into the house over Oliver’s shoulder. My heart skips as his eyes land on me.

"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."

She and Agnes usually remained neutral between their sister’s fights, but this time, they’ve chosen a side, but it isn’t easy to trust. “Where are you taking us?” Elion shouts. “You know where.” Bonnie lets out a frustrated huff and pokes our chests. “The potion is working; look within. Your wolves are guiding you and me.” She rolls her eyes. “Fine, you go ahead of me if you don’t believe me. I’m not your enemy. Not today.” Bonnie pushes both of us ahead of her, and that’s when I realise what she’s telling us is true. We were following her rather than our instincts.

I paused "About why you're here? Considering your connection with Rory, you should understand I can't trust you," Bonnie blinked as her eyes fell to the grass. She began to pick at the soft blades nervously "I can understand your concerns," she said "But I can assure you, my loyalties lay with the Summer Pack now," A frown furrowed on my brow, Bonnie couldn't even look me in the eye as she said this, her gaze still fixed on the ground "You could be telling us anything Bonnie, you must know my history with Rory. He's a dreadful, nightmarish man, and would stop at nothing to find me," I paused "Even if it was finding someone to spy on me,"