Bonnie Spells Novels & Stories

*** "You are what?" "He said I'm still married to him. I think he never processed the divorce that he initiated." "That is… wow. That is some—" Bonnie looked around and saw Liam awake and playing with his stuffed dinosaur in his crib. "That is some real BS word." "I know… can we do something about it?" Bonnie specializes in Real Property Law. Despite that, she has been the most helpful, especially when she got served divorce papers. Without Bonnie, Belle would not have the confidence to sign the papers.

Chapter One A lot of things changed when I reached the age of fifteen. On the night of my birthday, my mother gave me a box she said it's her present to me, for the first time in my life my mother gave me presents on my birthday. It was wrapped in red cloth with a black ribbon tied on it. There was the excitement I felt as I started to open the box. I was almost amazed at what I saw. It's a spell keeper necklace that features a beautiful deep, blue cock topped glass vial containing a blend of herbs and its vial is suspended from a Tibetan triquetra charm that was hand made from their ancestor and a spellbound bracelet filled with a mixture of hand-blended magical herbs.

"That's… that's the power from the law of the middle dimension! I can't believe you have the protection of a middle dimension elite." Wilbur said, "Oh, are you scared now? I can spare you if you surrender right now." "Ha, you're a funny one!" Bannon scoffed, shrugging his shoulders. "Sir Hagin would kill me if I surrendered now. Besides, I can kill you all the same even if you have the protection of the middle dimension elites." "That's quite a boast!" Bannon asked, "Quick question, have you heard of the cloning spell?" "Cloning spell?" Wilbur looked confused when two clones split out of Bannon's body. All three Bannons each held a scepter, pointing it to the ground in unison.

he says and Bonnie looks at him about to protest and he shakes his head as he points at her cheek. “Mom, we’re going back to New York in a couple of hours, so you need to take your spelling pill and chill, Bonnie is okay, she is with me and Jude, and we are taking her home,” Benny says and I can still hear her on the other side while he pinches the bridge of his nose closing his eyes.

Nathan told me in distress, sweat evident on his forehead. “I got this.” I replied to him and crouched in front of Adolphus. “Call Bonny. Find out if someone has cast any spell here.” Luna Hailley roared angrily. Bonny was our pack witch. She was assigned to our pack by the queen witch herself. She is also the reason that we were never threatened by any witchcraft. “It’s no witchcraft, Luna. My uncle was here.” I told her while pulling Adolphus into my embrace.

The silence after the door slammed shut was heavier than the suppression spell itself. Bonnie didn’t say a word; the pity in her eyes had curdled into a somber respect. She performed the ritual with a practiced, somber efficiency. As the silver light of her magic seared through my veins, dulling the golden thread that connected my soul to Edward’s, I didn’t scream. I didn’t even moan. I simply watched the ceiling, counting the seconds until I was finally, blissfully, numb.

Avery looks around quickly, seeing what we’ve done and nods. “Have you ever done this spell?” she asks me. “No,” I tell her. I know the spell, but I’ve never even seen it performed. “May I help you?” she asks me. “Yes, please.” “You know it has to be you. You are the one bonded to him, but that also means your sister and brother can help. It will boost the spell,” she says as she looks at the boiling salve. “I can help as well,” a man with a foreign accent says looking at me.

None of this was right. “Bonnie, where would you like to sit?” Mr. Black-Moon asked, and I held my breath. “I want to sit next to Bella. We’ll be best friends again,” Bonnie said sweetly. I shook my head, trying to snap out of the spell, but before I could respond, a scream erupted from behind me.

"Because once you perform that little spell in your pockets, Caine here won't remember a thing about his whereabouts." "How did you know about the spell?" Sammy asked. Belle shocked them all by bursting into laughter. She pointed at Caine. "Psychic Boy knows everything!" Her laughter became tears and quietened to stifled sobs when Damien kicked her in the side. She began to plead quietly, begging Damien to release her from the spell, but the sound of her voice was drowned out by the rain hammering the window and the howling of the wind. The glass rattled in the pane, threatening to break under the pressure of the storm outside.

I hollered when we ran through the garden. Beautiful flowers were grown there to attract any eyes with great attraction to beauty. Red and pink roses littered the floor and formed a huge 'M' shape representing the Marshalls. A large fountain also gushed out clean water which didn't only add to the beauty but also served as a way of feeding the plants. They ranged from purple lilies, white sunny flowers, tulips, Chery blossom, bluebells, and a host of others. Their beauty seemed innocent but it would cost an expert to realize that most of the flowers were wolfsbane and were shielded by magic called the glamour spell. Glamour spells help by using beauty to shield an object and sometimes even a