Novel & Cerita Damon And Bonnie

They were running late, as usual. I took my seat at the head of the table, Luca standing behind me, always alert, always silent. Damien leaned against one of the marble pillars near the wall, scanning the room with a stillness that made people uneasy. Minutes later, the heavy doors opened, and the Romano brothers walked in, their coats still wet from the mist. I nodded in greeting, though I barely trusted them. We had worked together before, but alliances in this world were made of glass they only shined until they shattered.

I ask. "We trapped Iona and Daniela inside the bloodstone. We don't feel like fighting you because we believe you were under Iona's influence. We entrapped her in the bloodstone forever. She cannot die. Although she wants the original vampire, she is trapped in that bloodstone. She can never come out of that bloodstone, even if she tries. There's only one who can set her free. Daniela is trapped with her inside the bloodstone. I am the only one who can free them, but I will never do that. You are free to live your lives and make the choice today whether you want to fight us and kill your children like Iona instructed you to. Or if you want it to be with us and want to start a new beginning.

I merely smiled and said, "I'm open to accepting that, of course. I also have some good news to announce." In that instant, the crowd fell silent and pricked up their ears to listen intently. Lia's smile stiffened slightly. "What good news?" "You see, Don Corleone and I…" I deliberately raised my voice, making sure everyone around could hear me. I took a deliberate pause to savor the way Lia's expression gradually stiffened and continued, "...have just gotten engaged, and we'll be getting married in one month." At that moment, everything went utterly silent before a collective gasp rippled through the room.

Something flickered in my eyes — the first crack in my composure. Damien's face twisted with conflict. "Vivian has a terminal illness. She doesn't have long. Her dying wish is a mating ceremony — a real one. She wants to be my Luna before she goes. She saved my life. Can't I grant her this one thing?" "Of course, we'd only dissolve our bond temporarily. We'll get back together afterward. This won't affect the alliance between our packs. I don't want our personal business to interfere with politics."

"Come meet the dead." "Charming," one of the strangers said, grinning crookedly. Nova gestured to them. "This is Wren and Milo. Wren's the one who looks like she could kill a man with her pinky. Milo's the one who'd help bury the body." Wren waved with two fingers, her nails black and sharp-looking. "Don’t believe everything she says. I’d use my whole hand." Milo, a boy with a mess of dark curls and a permanent half-smile, nodded. "I only help with bodies if snacks are involved."

Maddox nodded and returned his head to the cocaine on the table. "When do we start?" Jaxon asked. "When it's time," Drexton replied, heading upstairs. "Pet chick won't last a second with him," Jaxon grinned, relaxing deeper into the chair. "She deserves it," Maddox replied, taking a long sniff. *** [CAIUS HOUSE] A car pulled up in front of the house. Bonnie and Lorraine alighted from the car, both dressed in classic, expensive outfits. Bonnie wore shorts over a tank top and pink sneakers, while Lorraine wore a red-fitting gown that stopped at her knee with a slit in the middle.

We both understood enough without speaking about it. That afternoon, my assistant stayed behind sorting through a stack of moon-chart files while I went to buy desserts alone. The shop had sold out for the day, so the owner told me to wait while she baked another batch. I sat at the counter scrolling through messages from my assistant while the news screen above the bar played updates from the border. Then I heard Damon’s name. He was standing outside Bloodmoon’s council hall during an interview, wearing a silver wristband reserved for bonded mates. The reporter smiled. “No one’s seen you wear that before. Does this mean you’ve found a mate?”

Damon asked with a teasing look on his face, which made me laugh. “It’s so good,” I replied, still enjoying it with relish as I closed my eyes. “I’m glad you like it,” he replied with a smile on his face. We continued eating in silence, sipping our drinks at intervals, and we were almost done when my door was pushed open with our kids running to us. “Mom”, “Dad”, They said simultaneously. Lisa rushed to hug Damon, while Liam came to hug me. Lisa and Damon were now so close that, at times, it felt unreal considering the number of times she taunted him before finding out he was her dad.

he said softly, “you’ve got art today. Show them what you showed me last night.” Molly’s face lit up instantly. “Really?” “Really,” he smiled. “It’s your superpower.” Bonnie watched all of this with that same sharp, unreadable look. Not jealousy, nothing that clear. More like she was watching a movie of a life she thought she should’ve been in. Damien finally tore his eyes from his phone. “Come on, Bonnie.” She didn’t move. He sighed heavily, irritated. “Bonnie. Let’s go.” Her chin lifted, stubborn, just for a second. Then she followed.

Dante finally says, and I turn and watch as Bonnie’s expression shifts into a grin; “And I’m good with guns,” she says casually, and her words make my stomach drop slightly, my eyes instinctively moving back to Dante for a second for confirmation that she is serious, even though I already know she is. “The simplest way to put it,” Dante adds, and his tone carries a hint of dry amusement, though it doesn't ease the reaction I've just had, and I try not to show it too much, even if I know it is probably obvious. “Don’t scare the girl; she’s been through enough.” Daniella cuts in, her voice soft yet stern as she glances down at Bonnie. I feel a small sense of relief at that, my eyes briefly mee