Glamrock Withered Bonnie Novels & Stories

Nico replied as a massive explosion rocked the floor beneath us and the windows shattered into a thousand pieces of glass. I looked at the Black Ledger sitting on the nightstand and I felt a cold surge of adrenaline because the calm was finally over and the storm had arrived, and I knew that the Widow had made her final move and now it was our turn to show her exactly what happens when you try to cage a Moretti.

"If you hadn't tried so hard to separate my mom and dad back then, Mom wouldn't have died. And I could've grown up with my parents. "Not only are we not asking you to pay for your sins, but we're even giving you a fortune so you can live comfortably for the rest of your life. So why are you still not satisfied?" I slapped her hand away before the alcohol-soaked cotton ball could touch my face. "Julie, you're so stupid. You proudly accepted a monster as your father and still think you've won."

But soon, my eyes fluttered open as a bucket of cold water splashed over me and met with another horrific sight of my life, which was added to the list of nightmares. Ernest Mervyn was standing, on the side of my dad's headless corpse with his burned head on the right hand and his heart on the left hand. "Here is your Wedding Gift, Darlo." He said with his emotionless face. How's the chapter, my dear Knights? That was so cruel. Wasn't that? Excited to read next? Love ya ❤ Vote, Comment, and Follow @Incarcerate_venus

The tombstone was spotless, and there was a freshly replaced bouquet of flowers placed in front of it. The wind blew, rustling the branches and leaves, as if it carried a distant sigh in the sound. Everyone had paid the price for what they had done, but the kind, talented woman who had been deprived of love her whole life would never return.

No clacking of office keyboards, no work to be done for another two days, and no reminders of the drains of the world. I reeled and cast again, hoping to add at least two more fish to my pile. Two for dinner, one for breakfast, and two fish for Koogs, my trusty, lazy ass beagle. Just as I started to belt the chorus, however, Chris Stapleton’s heady voice was overshadowed by a loud cracking sound from some nearby trees. “Tennessee whiskey” came out more like, “Tennessee whisk-AHHH” as I jolted from my presumed solitude, dropped my pole, and felt the stomach-dropping shock of realizing someone’s been watching you.

Her teasing attitude made the dark haired girl want to guess the right answer that much more. “Don’t get too excited, I’m cracking this mystery!” Whitney bit back lightly, fixing her high ponytail. “We’re going...to a bonfire?” She chirped hopefully, feeling her heart sink when Hollis shook her head. “Nuh uh. Try again, gorgeous.” The car began winding around a loopy road, displaying an abundance of snow covered tree branches and hills. Whitney smoothed a white gloved hand over the front of her black sweater restlessly. Damn, I thought for sure that’d be it! Faint Christmas music could be heard the more they drove, making Whitney perk up once again.

I went through them one by one. There was a photo of us taken at Lake Erwen, and he had written on the back that he wanted to be with me for the rest of our lives. There was another one taken of us watching the sunrise together, and he had written on the back that I was far more beautiful than the sunrise itself. I packed all of them up, hesitated briefly, and then tossed them into the trash can. It wasn't long before the faint sound of a car came from downstairs. Declan had returned early because it had suddenly started raining. He opened the door, bringing inside a trace of Paige's perfume.

The desire in his eyes could not be hidden and it made Rain extremely uncomfortable. “Romeo,” Rain forced a polite smile, “Its been a while,” Romeo nodded and crosses his arms over his chest, his dark and intense eyes taking in Rain’s body. His eyes lingered on her chest, Rain pretended not to notice. She cleared her throat to bring out of whatever the fuck it was that was making his mind stray. “Yes, it has Rain…it is…” He looked past the door and look as if he wanted to walk in. “…good to see you, Rain,”

"That day will be long after now, but soon, that's my promise to you, Miss. Croix." Claec smiles, a blurred hand jutting out to snap the neck of the rodent that tried to scurry past him. Blood spills over fangs that glint in the dark.

From a distance, Sir Borracho's voice rang out again, a sound of despair that echoed through the turmoil. The ground quivered beneath me, and my heart raced, a desperate rhythm that matched the turmoil within me. Bonbon's energy pulsed through my body, a torrent of pain and power that engulfed me. Bonbon's form began to transform, a metamorphosis into a ball of pure dust and mist. My tears flowed without restraint, an uncontrollable torrent as I watched him dissolve, carried away by the wind into the abyss of eternity. Y—your fight begins... The words echoed in my mind, a haunting reminder of Bonbon's last message. A powerful force seized me, an embodiment of anguish and sorrow that envelope