Fixed Withered Bonnie Novels & Stories

Bonnie said faking tears as Fay squatted and carried her up. "Awwn, it's ok my little girl. It's ok. I'm not mad at you OK? I can never be mad at you" Fay said as Bonnie rested her head on her shoulders. "Really? " Bonnie asked wiping off fake tears from her cheeks. "Yh really" Fay said. "Pinky promise?" Bonnie said sticking out her tiny pinky finger. "Yh, pinky promise" Fay said sticking out her pinky finger too as Bonnie smiled and rested her head on Fay's shoulder.

She smiled, sinking deep into the imagination. **** [SKYE'S HOUSE] Bonnie sat, her face etched into a deep frown as she glared at sleeping Skye. He had fallen asleep after going on one round with Bonnie. The room might smell like sex, but Bonnie doesn't. "Weakling," she hissed, coming down the bed. She wasn't even close to feeling satisfied. He can't handle her demands and wants to date her. Her phone rang out. She answered, seeing it was an expected call.

This pull is strange, scary but amazing. The problem now is, how do I keep the most stubborn Vampire to ever exist safe without having a fight with her?

"Well, apparently, I am not that simple that puppies like you can fool me." Bonnie lowered her head before her. "I'm sorry." "It's fine. Now let's go and wait for your father." Bonnie turned in the direction Oriel told her to and started walking, taking little steps with her head hanging downwards. Before the moment of pride could subside for Oriel, Bonnie instantly turned back and hurried toward her dad's cabin. Before Oriel could realize her trick, she was already gone due to her nimble feet. "Stop!"

Cadence said, “Mama’s with Papa now, remember?” Oddly enough, Bonnie didn’t look as sad at that answer as I thought she might. She nodded her head and went on playing with the toys. I thought it was strange, but I know that Vampires’ emotions are different than humans’. Perhaps it should’ve raised a red flag, but I was too tired to think about it.

Like a ball of flame, it raced through my body, threatening to turn both me and my unborn pup to ash. At that moment, I finally understood. Every vow had been a lie. My unborn pup and I had been nothing but a joke. I had been nothing but a mere tool. The last thread of light vanished, and darkness swallowed me whole. My consciousness began to blur. The red antidote—the only thing that could counter wolfsbane—was the final thread keeping me awake. Right then, cold and familiar footsteps echoed from the distance. I struggled to open my eyes, my vision blurry, only to make out two figures entwined together.

blonde wood, with an emerald green canopy draped over it. The room screamed royalty. All of the furniture matched the blonde colored wood of the bed. There was a huge armoir on one wall, a vanity with a large ornate mirror behind it, once beautiful rugs adorning the stone floor, and a beautiful chandelier made of what I could only assume was crystal in the center of the ceiling. I walked over to my mother's vanity, and ran my finger over a thick layer of dust. I gasped as the room seemed to spring back to life. "Princess, the castle recognizes your blood signature. It's coming back to life." Gideon told me. I stared at him with wide eyes as the room returned to it's pre-dilapitated state. "

He asked her and she crumpled her brows before nodding. "I will give you prove" he replied firmly and confidently. She was surprised at his response as she eagerly waited to listen to what he will say "Do you remember four days ago when you came to me tired and said you misplaced your bracelet?" Raymond asked She thought before responding. Trying not to sell herself out unconsciously. "Hmmm... I remember" she responded "Good. Let me tell why you looked so exhausted and misplaced your bracelet" Raymond said *Flash Back* "Hmm... Ahh..." Stephany moaned in pleasure as Jordan dived deeper.

It was her polite way of telling the girl that no matter what happened today, a wedding was going to be held, she didn't care whether it was Sandra or Scarlet, reciting the stupid-ass marriage vows. "Grandma—” Sandra said, her tears threatening to make it down her beautiful cheeks. The thought of her grandmother dying didn't sit right with her. The older woman was ill and needed a lot of money for her surgery and the only person who could provide that money was Mary. And Mary’s condition was a damned marriage in hell. "Fine, I’ll do it but only on the condition that my grandma gets proper treatment. If you don’t hold your end of the bargain,” Sandra said as her tone quieted down before addin

Abaddon said with a smirk. “I see your throat healed up quickly after I slit it.” Daniel said, smirking back at her. Abaddon was clearly not amused by Daniels remarks, she nodded to whoever it was behind him and the burning whip quickly made contact with the bare skin of his back. The pain radiated through him and caused him to fall to his knees.