Fnaf Bonnie X Chica Novels & Stories

Nadia reassured. Shifting the attention to Bonnie, Nadia introduced her to Lana, stating, "Lana, this is my biological mother, whom I recently reunited with." Bonnie, of shorter stature and a plump figure, conveyed a deep sense of inferiority through her eyes as she nervously fumbled, unsure where to place her hands. Her demeanor suggested a meek and honest personality. Lana was always mindful not to intentionally make others uncomfortable. She warmly greeted Bonnie and extended her hand in a gesture of welcome. Hello, Ms. Bonnie. I'm Lana Clark."

Her red hair looked so good and healthy and her makeup was on flick. "What the fuck is she doing here?" Vance whispered which I heard. I crossed my brows more as curiosity travelled on my skin like poison. Who was she and why did Vance react like that? Perhaps it's his girlfriend or an ex! How worst could it be?

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The kind of scared you get when something you buried shows up wearing a leather jacket and smelling like cigarettes. Then I saw him. Fuck. Tall. Inked hands. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He looked straight at me like he already knew I’d taste good. My stomach clenched, but my pussy clenched harder. Who in the fucking sex scene was this hottie? “Liv, this is Zane,” Sabrina said, like she read my thoughts. She didn’t look at me. She was wearing shorts she hadn’t worn in a year — too tight, too high — and a top that looked like it belonged to me.

Faye pulled a pink gown out of the closet across the room, and then a light green one. Bonnie’s eyes twinkled as she looked at them. “You wanna come see?” Lena asked her, standing. “Yeah!” Bonnie had her hands in her mouth, but she was still smiling as Bonnie offered her lots of snacks when they got to her house. The little girl had both baby dolls under her arm as she took Lena’s outstretched hand and followed her across the room to Faye who handed Lena the dresses and some other clothes.

Bonnie mumbled with gritted teeth as she threw a scathy look at Dawn who was chortling while eating with Chloe and the other top girls in class. “She ditched us for them. She betrayed you and me. She bullied you and then she revealed every single secret of mine.. I will never Forgive her for that..” Bonne emphasized before sipping out of her water. With a faint smile, I watched as she cleaned her stained mouth with a serviette. “So..how is it with you and Derek?” Bonnie asked, settling and adjusting herself on her chair. “We're good..just, you know, happy for our parents and anticipating their wedding date as well. We also planned on giving them a gift,”

“I’m correct right, daddy?" "Of course... Very correct, princess.” Aiden said and Raelynn nodded. "It's so hard being smart, my brain hurts." Raelynn added, sighing. Alina blinked rapidly. Aiden's lips parted, eyes wide in disbelief. Jessica's eyes widen at the sentence then, she pressed her lips together to stop herself from laughing, but the sparkle in her eyes said everything. "She really is Mandy’s niece," she said under her breath. Lorraine’s cheeks turned pink, Jesse scratched the back of his neck, and Aiden coughed into his hand to hide a grin.

Alex called her name loudly, and that was when Clara kept her cool. Alex sighed, biting his lower lip. "Let me handle this. Go in and wait for me." "But…" "Clara!" "Fine," she said and rolled her eyes at Bonnie before going inside the house. "Who is she?" Bonnie asked. "She’s Scott’s cousin." "Oh, I see. She’s so feisty," she muttered with a smile. "Why are you here, Bonnie? Are you here to have sex with me and then say more mean things?" he asked, trying not to break down.

I take a seat and she leaves for a minute, returning with two glasses of lemonade. “We know you’re a dancer,” she says. “But, would you be open to choreographing as well?” I nod. “Sure. What style of dance are you looking for?” “I know hip hop is your speciality, and that’s what most of the girls are into, so…” she trails off with a shrug. “Okay. That won’t be a problem,” I tell her. “Do you have any preferences for the song?” She shakes her head. “No, that’s up to you. You and the girls can start next week. You can come in every day after your shift at the diner,”

Jake turned on the charm. "Of course not. I'd never touch a girl like her. You're all I want." Felicity sounded smug. "Hmph. If I find out you did, don't blame me for cutting you off when I get the inheritance." Jake laughed, trying to please. "Heard your best friend's worth over ten mil? What'd her dead parents do to stack that much?" Felicity laughed. "They ran a company. Died young, left her loaded. She can't touch a dime till twenty-five. She's just working there now, 'training.' Pretty big deal—might hit a few hundred mil soon."