Broken Bonnie Novels & Stories

"I know. It is better for us to talk about Roxy so people would stop asking about her. She is part of all of this because she was Mr. Sinclair's girlfriend when he found out he had a son. What happened to the woman who tamed the playboy billionaire? Where is Doctor Roxanne Henson?" "She hit her head and decided to move on. Is that what you want to hear?" I stated seriously. "I don't want to be reminded that she left me. I just want to remember all the good memories that we had so please don't ruin it for me. I am sick and tired of all this."

Bonnie said. "No! I won't let this happen. I won't let that bitch take what's mine from me. This is the reason I got upset when I heard about the God damn marriage stuff! I must do everything to make sure they get separated" I rasped and turned to Bonnie. "You're on an assignment right? Haven't you gotten anything?" I asked and she folded her hands. "Well, I have. She did had a boyfriend, but was forced to break up with him when the marriage issue Came up. His name is Jackson" she replied and my eyes beamed.

"Mom, I have never told her my feelings until today. Vanessa was entirely in the dark. This is a one-sided pursuit." Bonnie took a sharp, ragged breath, surging to her feet. With a violent flick of her wrists, she snarled, "Fine! Go ahead and let her ruin this family!" She spun on her heel and slammed the door behind her. The rapid, furious clicks of her heels echoed down the hallway until they finally faded into the distance. "Misha was right," Bonnie thought, her chest heaving as she stormed away. "That girl is a siren. A home-wrecker. If I don't eliminate her soon, she will tear the Holmes family apart."

"That is really sweet mom. Like give me a cavity sweet." "It really was." "So where did he take you to dinner?" "We went to this outdoor cafe so Bounce could go with us. He ordered Bounce his own cheeseburger and fries which made him sick that night." "Whatever happened to Bounce? I've never heard you talk about him." "He was killed when a man broke into my apartment when your father was gone. They were looking for your father. That was when I knew I couldn't raise you in that life. I was six months pregnant with you."

But just then, a tearing pain ripped through my chest. "Argh!" A violent cough ripped through me, and blood sprayed from my lips. My knees gave out. I crashed to the floor as a phantom hand plunged into my chest and tore my soul in half. This feeling... The mate bond... it's breaking! "No! Evelyn!" I screamed at the sky. "Impossible!" The pain grew more intense. I could feel the invisible thread connecting our souls snapping, inch by inch. Every break was like another slice into my heart. "Austen!" Seraphina knelt beside me in terror. "What's wrong?"

"Flashes. A smell, a song, my mom’s hand. I remember a carnival once, just barely. Bright lights, cotton candy... like a dream. And then nothing." "The carnival hasn’t come back in years," Wren muttered, overhearing. "They stopped after the rot got worse. Too many stories of people meeting, falling in love in the shadow of the ferris wheel, and then rotting weeks later." "Sounds cursed," Milo added. "Everything here’s cursed," Luce said. "We just make the best of the leftovers." Nova looked thoughtful, her gaze fixed on the arcade door as if she could see the whole town beyond it, sinking deeper into itself. "Do you think there’s ever been a way to break it? The curse?"

I would come back to him. Julian rose to his feet, swaying. He stumbled to the corner and wrapped both hands around the heavy steel pipe. He closed his eyes. All he could see was me carrying him through the rain. He clenched his jaw, raised the pipe high above his head, and swung it down with every ounce of strength left in his body -- straight into his own left kneecap. *CRACK.* The sickening, brittle snap of shattering bone echoed through the tiny basement. Blinding pain ripped through his entire body. His kneecap was smashed to pieces. His lower leg twisted at a grotesque, unnatural angle.

“Broken night?” Janice questioned. She had been led in as usual, and sat, still cuffed, across the table from Byron. “Hmm?” Byron looked at her, appearing confused. “That's what my mom used to call it when nightmares or something kept waking you up— a broken night.” “Oh,” now he began to understand. “Yeah, it looks like you had one.” “You could say that for sure.” “That's okay, I did too. I was dreaming about Lacey all night, Lacey and that damn snake.”

Days were flying by smoothly and everything returned back to normal—no more murders, and nol more threats. I stopped having nightmares about that night and my paranoia slowly faded away, too. Whereas for Noel and I, we've eventually become great friends over the past few months. Noel was really smart, but more than that, he was weird. I had seen him texting people with his phone upside down. He's too lazy to even switch on the lights in his room. I'd yelled at him several times when I saw the lights off as soon as I got home.

All I had to do was find a way to break the mating bond. It was not going to be an easy task especially considering the fact that they had two kids. Children cemented a bond and made it stronger. I was going to have to yank that bond apart once and for all, I did not have the patience to put them at loggerheads and watch as they broke the bond themselves. Waiting for them to break it could give Lucas an opportunity to be together. That was a lot of time spent together, the possibility of Noah and Hazel getting back together was also looming.