Fnaf Withered Bonnie Novels & Stories

Only the stillness of an open grave. Ellie’s signet ring didn't just glow; it shrieked. A jagged, pulsing crimson light radiated from the stone, casting long, distorted shadows across the grey dust. She reached out with her inner sight, trying to find the golden threads of the Alliance, but what she found made her stumble. The threads weren't just frayed; they were being knotted into intricate, suffocating patterns—the **Legion of Bone** was literally weaving the life force of the sleeping wolves into a shroud.

Faith turned critical, almost accusing eyes on her. Bonnie swallowed hard. She saw it, a moment before Faith covered it, but it was there. A momentary flash of envy. “I don’t need him to give me anything. I already have everything I need” Faith wasn’t listening. “Nonsense. Now.” She nodded. “Let’s head downstairs. Marcus and his groomsmen are finishing up with the photographer. We’re up next.” The roar in Bonnie’s ears intensified as Faith pushed the bouquet of red and white roses into her hands. She followed her cousin out of the room to the winding staircase and thought this had to be what an out-of-body experience felt like.

He looked terrified. “Bonnie,” Lena whispered. “Where is she?” Cassidy implored, grasping the woman by the shoulders. “Where is Bonnie?” “Get… Bonnie….” Lena’s face contorted as if the pain had suddenly become overwhelming. Her eyes full of sadness, her lips frozen in a grimace, she took one staggered breath and then faded away. A split second later, Cassidy found herself kneeling by a pile of ashes.

Knowing there was a wolf inside the intense blonde man made him all the more imposing. Danny looked past her to Nate, eyebrows lifted slightly. “You showed her,” he whispered, taking it in. He met her hopeful eyes, but his wall was up. Bonnie continued with as gentle a voice as she’d ever used, “You can trust me. I will never tell your secret to anyone, especially my father. I'm beginning to realize that my father used me for his selfish gain. I will keep your true nature guarded in my heart because I have decided to now become a part of you.”

Arlene slapped his hand. "I'm a growing boy!" Red said with his mouth full. "It's my pre-dinner snack!" "So werewolves start shifting at—" I began. "Puberty," Gunner finished my sentence. "'Cept Bonnie. How old were you, like ten?" "What can I say? I've always been a step ahead of the game," Bonnie replied with a smirk. Arlene chuckled. "Blayze was so mad she beat him to it." "I'm gonna get a drink," Bonnie said. "Anyone wanna join me?" She stepped out onto the back porch, where there was a cooler full of beer. Red and Gunner followed. Brat stayed with me.

The guys respect us, and the girls want on our dicks. Alec and Dare have already selected a few females to entertain them for the night- a redhead named Felicity is grinding all over Dare’s lap, while Alec has a little blonde named Britt seated on his left and another that I don’t recognize on his right. She must be from another pack around here; there are six in our territory that make up our alliance. The collective is referred to as the “six-pack”- I shit you not- because apparently when you’re facing down the possibility of war, all creativity goes out the window. Our pack was the last to join the alliance and claim our own piece of the sprawling territory in Colorado years ago, but in t

Caden nodded his head again and stood up, shaking the chairman’s hand and started toward the door. “Oh, and more thing, please,” Mr. Roby said, narrowing his eyes at him. “We can’t fully shoulder this tribute concert. Half of the finances would be coming from sponsorship and the very first one who pledged is the BC Group. I’ll appreciate it if you treat Alara right. You know what I mean.” “She’s the last person I needed if I wanted to get well,” Caden muttered, almost rolling his eyes. “But as long as she’s not being delusional then of course I’m treating her right.”

TYSON After my body was able to metabolize all the wolfsbane and finally heal properly, my brother and I started planning the memorial service we'd have to hold later that week. The final count for our pack was ten dead, which was a very good number considering, especially since we had never trained for battle with wolfsbane. The experience still traumatized me, and I was determined to follow through on my dedication to becoming tolerant. No more fucking around. Practically dying out on that battlefield was a huge wake-up call.

As much as I hated to admit it to myself, I was drawn to him. “Dannika is another breed of dangerous altogether.” Talia told me, walking over to sit on my vanity chair. “She is Declan’s ex-wife. They married when we were all young, before Declan believed in the saol gra. He had never felt it until the day you were born.” She told me. “You know, all of this is super creepshow, seeing as I’m only 17.” I scorned, only half- joking. “Nemi, you’re actually MUCH older than that. Your memory has just been wiped several times.” She told me, trying to gauge my reaction as the words left her mouth. I felt sick. First, I find out that I’m not human. Then I find out that I’m adopted. THEN, I find out th

In the dimly lit clearing, amidst the murmurs of the surrounding trees, Ivan Abraham, Alpha of the Blood Thorn Pack, delivered the crushing blow that shattered Nadina Sebastien's world. “I Ivan Abraham, Alpha of the blood thorn pack rejects you, Nadina Sebastien.” His words, dripping with disdain, cut through the air like a sharpened blade, leaving Nadina clutching her chest as tears streamed down her face. Another scar, both physical and emotional, marred the once unblemished skin of her neck, marking yet another rejection from an alpha.