Novel & Cerita Funtime Springtime Bonnie

Logan Reynolds I’m halfway through a proposal draft when I hear the familiar knock—three sharp raps. Only one person knocks like that. “Come in,” I call, already knowing. Bonnie pushes the door open like she owns the place. She’s in ripped jeans, her denim jacket slung over one shoulder, sunglasses perched on her head even though she’s inside. “Well, well,” she smirks, stepping in and letting the door fall shut behind her. “Big man behind the desk. You know, you used to build Lego cities on the floor.”

I responded with a smile. "Thank you, Bonnie." He whispered to me. °°°°° Myles' POV Bonnie and I were all dressed up, as I helped her get into the car. Bonnie's Fashion House, or BFH, as she likes to call it was launching a new boutique, and she decided to host a party to celebrate it. She was also hosting a charity event to support young girls and boys who wanted to join the fashion industry, but had no means. She said it reminded her of her beginning.

Tonight better be different for her. Infact it will! She affirmed with a positive thought. * Few hours to the future>> Rex's door creeped opened revealing the damsel standing at the door step. His mouth dropped down in amusement. He veiwed her from head to toe. Right from her sexy gown that she looks so hot in to her heels that makes her look bîtchy. Yeah! that's the deal... Bonnie initially dressed that much to impress and tempt Rex. She wants to take up the bîtchy personality in her if that would ever help her tonight.

Everything in me is screaming to say NO but just looking at Bonnie's excited face makes my resolve crack slightly. I take a deep breath and exhale.... "Ok then" "EEEEEEEEEEEEEK.... YES!....." she screams as she jumps on me. "This is going to be FUCKING EPIC!.... Omg we need to start packing!" "Packing?....Bonnie it's one night! Wait... When are we going again?" I ask, quickly realising I never even knew to start with. Bonnie stops and grabs my face in her hands. Staring deeply into my eyes, she speaks again in her ridiculous deep russian accent which reminds me of count Dracula ....

AUTHOR’S POV: Carson walked angrily as he headed to his house, he could feel eyes on him but he didn’t care. For someone that old he looked very young and handsome with a blonde, a very muscular body complemented his look, he stood tall about 6’7, and had the sexiest body stature ever. It was a pity he didn’t have a mate though every female species even some males would do anything to lay on his bed and whoever did always wished to go back, especially Sonia {she is in charge of female affairs across the paranormal world}.

She smiled, “That would be great! I just want to see my mom happy instead of hearing her cry every night. She tries to hide it, but she’s not very good at it.” I smiled, “Why don’t you talk to Mister Koda while I go get your mother. You will be helping to make sure your dad gets the right punishment. But you need to make sure you tell him the truth. Okay?” She smiles as she nods. They sat on a picnic table, and I went to knock on the door, but Bonnie opened the door before I could knock. I smiled at her, “Hey. How are you holding up?” She smiled, but I could see she was not as well as she could be. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. She shrugged her shoulders, “I’m doing as well as expected. H

She smiled, “That would be great! I just want to see my mom happy instead of hearing her cry every night. She tries to hide it, but she’s not very good at it.” I smiled, “Why don’t you talk to Mister Koda while I go get your mother? You will be helping to make sure your dad gets the right punishment. But you need to make sure you tell him the truth. Okay?” She smiles as she nods. They sat on a picnic table, and I went to knock on the door, but Bonnie opened the door before I could knock. I smiled at her, “Hey. How are you holding up?” She smiled, but I could see she was not as well as she could be. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes. She shrugged her shoulders, “I’m doing as well as expected. H

There were claw marks across the side of his neck. Not animal. Too clean. “What attacked you?” His eyes found hers. Terror widened them. “They wear bone.” The fire cracked sharply. Nobody moved. Lyra’s blood chilled. Blackreach. Already. Too fast. The Bone Crown pulsed against her skull. North. Waiting. Cassian stepped toward the broken archway where snow blew through the collapsed roof. “How far?” “An hour behind me.” Another horn blast rolled down the mountain. Closer now. Lucien swore.

“It feels …” “Weird.” Bonnie supplied and Jolene laughed as she agreed. “Squish it, play with it, roll it on your table. Have fun with it.” “This is therapy?” “Ehhh.” Bonnie shrugged again. “It’s more of a way to help break up your day. Daytime TV is not all that great.” “I like Wayne Brady.” “He ain’t bad to look at either.” Bonnie grinned and Jolene laughed. “I’m married, not dead. I window shop all the time. You should meet Colleens’ new intern. Tasty.”

♛ Aurora: “So, when's the meeting supposed to be held?” I looked up from my laptop and asked Bonnie, who was standing across the office table. She looked down at her tab, fixed her glasses on the bridge of her nose with a finger, then returned her gaze to me. “On the 14th, next Friday,” she muttered, pushing back a strand of her curly hair that had fallen on her face. Her warm black eyes stared down at me. She was a petite young lady, around 5’5 in height. I stared at her, wondering exactly what made Mia have doubts about her. Bonnie was respectful and diligent in her work—exactly what I needed—so I couldn't just dismiss her because of Mia’s doubts.