Fanart Glamrock Bonnie Novels & Stories

Glamora grumbled and paused "If anything happens to Cassie, then believe me Bonnie, you are gonna have to pay the Price...... " Glamora threatened while Bonnie laughed in a low tone as he released his hold on her. "Didn't you hear me well Glamora? The Creature has a low life Span remember? am afraid it's gonna drop dead in the next 7 Hours...... " Bonnie replied while a mischievous smile appeared on her lips. The room emited smoke due to the Damages caused and silence roam about the room for some Seconds until Glamora spoke:

This day was all too surreal. "Did you save Gracie?" I asked, my eyes still on the blonde woman "How did you….," I found myself unable to form the rest of the sentence, through the whirlwind of emotions that raced inside my mind. Bonnie smiled and nodded gracefully "I did save Gracie," she paused "I was hired as a decoy by Rory Roth to fool Gracie into thinking I was her Mother. To lull her into a false sense of security so she would stay with us," I could see the look in Bonnie's eyes she resented every going along with the plan "But I saw how Rory was treating Gracie, giving her medication to change her,"

Once I applied the foundation, she could almost pass for a completely normal person at first glance. "They're actually covered!" she exclaimed, touching her lips in amazement. "The previous makeup artists never managed to do this." I smiled. "This is special effects makeup. Not many people know how to do it." She pointed at her neck. "Make sure to cover the livor mortis marks here too, please." I complied. Noticing her slightly flat nose, I added contour and highlight, instantly giving her face a more defined look. Finally, I chose a soft, glossy peach-pink lip tint. It made her look like an innocent, pure young woman. The contrast would make her terrifying grin all the more shocking when sh

" Grace asked Bonnie nodded. "Your eyes are a striking silver color. Your lips are full, slightly pink." Grace touched her skin. "You have amazing skin. And I don't know if you trim your eyebrows but they look magnificent! Your cheeks are cute and puffy," She lightly pinched them and Bonnie giggled. "You are an incredibly beautiful woman, Bonnie." Grace whispered, "posso capire perché Lorenzo ti ama così tanto." Bonnie furrowed her eyebrows, "What?" "Oh nothing," Grace laughed as she grabbed a band from her pocket and tied Bonnie's hair so it was out of her face.

their father cautioned. "Sorry father." they both chorused. "Gina, who's the girl?" Rex asked, begging to be let out of the suspense. "Well.... you will know tomorrow." Gina smiled. * The following day. The birthday party>> Bonnie had finished dressing in her long free gown, it's the type of clothes that covers every part of her body without revealing anything. Its black colour even makes it look more dull and unattractive. She stared at the mirror checking herself out. Even, when it's obvious she's reconsidering her outfit, she knows better, it's not fit for a birthday party and she wouldn't want any complaints from Gina.

I wiped my face, glad I hadn’t done my makeup yet. “Are you nervous?” I asked. Damien nodded, not bothering to look up from his phone. Bonnie bursted into the room. The bright magenta of her dress was an eyesore. “Daddy, please zip my dress.” She was bouncing as she admired her reflection. “Hold still, Bonnie.” Damien was struggling. I imagined the zipper breaking and felt immediate guilt. Bonnie may have looked like she was imitating a certain purple dinosaur, but she was happy. “I can help.” I moved toward them.

Unfortunately for him, this knowledge was not helpful because he still wanted to confess everything he was so bad it hurts. *** Bonnie had done all the pampering things necessary to prep for the best date of her life. She’d shaved everywhere needed, and changed her outfit more than seven times, settling on a red mini-dress with no sleeves and a chocolate brown slim coat. Her nails on her toes and fingers were nude-pink, and she picked out a pair of heels that were nude leather. It made her legs look naked. There was nothing trashy about her appearance but it did have sex written all over it. Staring at herself one last time in the mirror, she felt as though her heart might crumble from beati

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.

Glinda wanted to be my friend, and when we were close, she kept her smoke and flames to an absolutely minimum. By the time we stepped out into the main enclosure, half the pack crowded around Griff. “This is Bonnie’s daughter?” said the redhead, part of the trio who had attacked Larissa. “What do you think?” Griff asked with a broad grin. The redhead walked around the huge Hellhound. “Apart from the coloring, she’s the spit of her mum.” “What’s happening?” I asked Griff. “Tansy used to ride Bonnie on runs. Since she’s still busy with her pups, we’re thinking about pairing her with this one.”

He had to get on top of this and find out who the woman was. Nick clicked the video. He refused to turn the sound on. Danielle had on a pink teddy. She walked around the bed as David crawled on it. The blonde came into view. “Oh. My. God,” he chopped out. It was Bonnie Tarbox. The sweet blonde bombshell who ran Joe’s old diner and dated the district attorney. “Jesus,” he mumbled as he watched Bonnie smack David on the ass with a large black paddle. David was on all fours on the bed as she did it. Nick stopped the video before his eyes popped out of his sockets.