Bonnie Tvd Novels & Stories

**** "26 year old Lorenzo Romano has finally been caught after years and years of the world living in fear. Romano has been given a death penalty as a result of the crimes he's committed through the years, including felony, assault, burglary, rape and the list continues. Romano was arrested at his mansion on an island he claimed to be his. Romano was also charged with kidnap. Police suspect that he was the one behind Bonnie Evans' disappearance. Evans, 21, has been missing for 5 months after been last seen at a nightclub with her friend. Police searched the mansion but found no trace of Evans but found the outfit Evans, according to her mother, was last seen in. Police are still on the look

“I'm glad you're here, but I'm sorry. I just have to ask you. Who are you?” “I am Bonnie, and I can confidently say I know you more than anyone.” *** Bonnie. She is a lawyer. She is originally from Greece, but moved to New Zealand working for a company. She loves nature. She is her best friend. Well, according to her, at least. Of course, she wants to believe everything that Bonnie said, but she wants to be careful with giving someone her trust. “I can't believe Liam's that big already!” She squealed when Liam excused himself after eating dinner. “Seems like only yesterday.”

Without me. Vanessa’s breathing grew harsh. And before I could process what’s happening, she snatched the glass of water from her bedside table and hurled it at the TV with a scream. The explosion of sound, shattering, cracking, ripped through the room. The TV screen fractures with a violent spark, glass scattering like rain. “Vanessa, what the-?!” A small cry erupted from beside the TV. Bonnie. I froze in horror until my blood felt cold. She was holding her cheek. Blood welled beneath her fingers, a thin red trail dripping down her hand.

"I'll call the ladies and tell them that they can get it all tomorrow." Bonnie hugged me again. I'm sure it was me, but it just felt different, better, warmer. "Guess we better make sure there are no other surprises." I laughed. "No whips and chains?" Bonnie gave me a wicked grin. "Or strap-ons." I held her eyes as I answered. "What would you know about strap-ons?" Bonnie put her hand on my thigh, up high, close to my bulging cock. "I haven't always been the boring Midwest girl. I went to college."

Frustrated from my inability to escape my bindings. *** Mardichi returned that evening with a pretty, voluptuous blonde. Barely draped in clothes. He walked her in by holding the back of her neck. "Raven, this is Bonnie. She is going to teach you what pleasing me should look like." "Pleasing a man." Bonnie corrected. "Only man she'll be pleasing is me." Mardichi scoffed. "Poor thing." Bonnie shot her a sympathetic look. "Don't make me sound as bad as that." "You're not." Bonnie said quickly. "You're a kind one, you are. It's just your part." She gestured.

“Look, I can't tell him. Like I said, it’s confidential, but I really think you should tell him. Please come back inside. Let's just do the appointment, okay?” Bonnie mashed her lips together in a line and nodded in agreement. I followed her into the clinic. I took her weight and temperature. Bonnie’s weight was below average. I noticed she seemed thinner, but being an alcoholic would do that. When I got her in the room, I shut the door. “Do you know the results?” Bonnie asked. She took a seat on one of the chairs that were near the computer.

Bonnie was being treated for her burns, but with her accelerated healing, she was doing a lot better than any human would be doing right now. So I went into the room and I sat next to her bed while the doctor was in there, hooking her up to IV fluids and he had her on some pretty strong pain meds. "Are they all gone?" She asked. "Yeah. They're all gone." I said. And she started crying, almost hysterically. "Bonnie. I need to know what happened." I said.