Funtime Springtime Bonnie Novels & Stories

he asked. “You’re not listening!” She accused. November pinched his side. “I’m sorry!” He laughs, rubbing the spot but didn’t let go of her, “I was concentrating on your smile it affected my sense of hearing.” November rolled her eyes but her smile was giddy. Leonidas kissed her temple, “Tell me again...” he urged. “As I was saying…” November started, eyeing him, “The store owner said that we could come back here in summer because they have awesome summer festivals that we could enjoy.” November wrapped an arm around his torso as if she was seeking warmth.

Two minutes later, my phone buzzed twice. It was a new social media post from Zach. They were sitting at an extravagant candlelit dinner. Nina leaned her head playfully onto his shoulder. In front of Zach sat a small, elegant gift box, just big enough to hold a ring. I scrolled further down. There was another post from last night, timestamped at 4 a.m. He and Nina were drinking and laughing at a bar. So that "hard work" Nina mentioned was them drinking together, and tonight’s so-called "business dinner" was actually a date.

I completed my internship when someone caught me kissing my boyfriend and the director, James Porter, in the parking garage. A photo appeared in the company group chat soon after. To protect my chance at becoming a permanent employee, he denied everything in front of the entire office. "The woman in the photo isn't her. She's my childhood friend." His childhood friend stepped forward and took responsibility for the office‑romance rumor. She had one condition. James Porter had to complete 100 couple challenges with her. Once they finished all of them, she would clear our names and explain the truth. James held me in his arms and comforted me. "Baby, it's only 100 things. Once we're don

“I'm glad you're here, but I'm sorry. I just have to ask you. Who are you?” “I am Bonnie, and I can confidently say I know you more than anyone.” *** Bonnie. She is a lawyer. She is originally from Greece, but moved to New Zealand working for a company. She loves nature. She is her best friend. Well, according to her, at least. Of course, she wants to believe everything that Bonnie said, but she wants to be careful with giving someone her trust. “I can't believe Liam's that big already!” She squealed when Liam excused himself after eating dinner. “Seems like only yesterday.”

And then after that, she would repeat the same cycle she had these days: Wait for his return, have a little bit of rest, eat, and then repeat. Bonnie looked up from the book she had been reading, "Go ahead and rest." "Aren't you gonna do the same as well?" she asked her. She jumped from the crooked windowsill where she had been sitting in the morning, and now it is early afternoon. "I will, soon after I finish a chapter." "Alright, then." "See you at dinner," Bonnie said before she left. "I will," she replied. As she near her bedroom door, she came across Suzanne walking in the opposite direction. When they met in between, both of the ladies stopped to give each other acknowledging smile.

Sean called me before I boarded my flight. I calmly turned off my phone and snapped the SIM card in half. Only when the familiar scent of flowers reached me did I finally feel a sense of peace. Bonnie loved spring. She loved flowers and lively places filled with life. I bought a small home with a courtyard garden by Evermist Lake and planted her favorite flowers in every open patch of land. Then, I laid Bonnie to rest in the garden. I knew she would have loved this place.

Alex got home late that day, he got to the parlor and met Fay, his sister's babysitter, coming out from her room, holding hands with Bonnie who was giggling, probably enjoying the story Fay was telling her. ".. I think I'll go with pink, after all pink shows the expression of youthfullness and Barbie is pink" Bonnie said and tilted her hair backwards as Fay laughed. "So you think you are a youth already? Come on Bonnie, you're just 8. You're not even up to a teenager" Fay said. "Well I wish I grow up real soon so I can get married to Peter" she said with a shrug and giggled as Fay laughed. "No one's getting married" Alex said as he dropped his bag on the couch.

“I’m happy your here Bella, fighting with us.” Bjorn patted his shoulder, jerking his chin towards another booth on the opposite end. “We will be there if you need anything.” Bonnie gave a soft smile to Bjorn. “Thank you for reuniting me with my sister.” Admiration blossomed in her orbs as he ruffled her hair gently, the dynamic reminded me of a father and daughter. “Don’t worry, it’s going to be fine. You practiced alot.” She nodded, suddenly filled with enthusiasm and pumping her fists eagerly like a child. Bjorn and Colton excused themselves, giving us a semblance of privacy. Bonnie slid into the booth, anxiously shifting in her seat and playing with her fingers.

This fact surprised many, and the dowager of the Prime Minister's residence had taken a particular interest in bringing her to the banquet, indicating her high regard for the third princess. Luna, Melody, and Lyly had already arrived earlier. Upon seeing Luna Sandra, they hurried over to greet her, ignoring Emma. Emma didn't seem to mind, her eyes wandering across the gathering. This outdoor banquet was set amid the garden, where fresh blooms enveloped the surroundings. The blossoms were exquisitely charming and delightful, their petals resembling strokes of a master painter's brush. They adorned the garden like a tapestry of colors, claiming the essence of spring. A grand carpet embroidered

Content to just be, Aiden closed her eyes, slid her sunglasses on, and zoned out with a pleased sigh. About an hour later, Jessie finally sat up and stretched. “As heavenly as this is, look! The tide’s pretty low.” She tugged at Aiden’s arm. “Come on! Traditional seashell hunt time!” At this, Aiden laughed. It had been ages, but Jessie was right. They’d never, ever missed a seashell hunt whenever they’d been home at the same time and no matter how deliciously relaxed she felt, she wasn’t about to break tradition. She got up, releasing Mitch’s hand with a quiet “All right, all right,” and, as she flashed him a resigned smile with a playful roll of her eyes, Jessie grabbed her other hand and p