Into The Pit Game Spring Bonnie Novels & Stories

We passed the main hallway, a few surprised glances from passing pack members, and entered the room where I usually spent the least exciting part of my day. "Get out," I said flatly to Chris, who was lounging across the guest couch, chewing on jerky like it was his full-time job. He looked up with a dramatic sigh. "Ugh, annoying asshole. Lovely to see you and that shiny new cut, Luna Buckley," he added with an exaggerated wink toward Bonnie before sprinting out like I might actually throw something at him. Once the door shut, I turned back to her. "Now what's wrong?" Bonnie placed the takeout containers down on the coffee table and shook her head. "I'm fine, don't be dramatic," she said, but

But the spark pulsed once—playful reminder. Bonnie leaned back, staring at the fogged windows. City lights blurred outside. She traced the glow with one finger. Warm. Alive. Watching her back. “What are you really?” she whispered, voice quieter now, almost scared. We are the Honeyswarm, they answered, voices overlapping like a warm hug. And you’re gonna love what we do next. She grinned—slow, dirty, even through the fear. “Yeah?” she said to the empty room. “Bring it in.I’m going to the clinic tomorrow to take you all out.”

“While everyone else here is fighting to conquer the world for Damon, your only task is simpler—conquer Damon himself. You already have the position. All you need now is the skill.” I shifted in my seat, my pulse quickening. “And what if I don’t have that skill?” Bonnie’s lips curled into a faint smile, “That’s where I come in,” she said. “I’ll teach you how to survive, how to play the game. But you have to trust me.” I wasn’t sure if I trusted her, but if Damon’s world was as dangerous as she said, I had no choice but to learn.

Tony held a bottle in his hand and they gazed at Bonnie and I as soon as we entered. “Okay.. want is it that you're doing?” Bonnie inquired, glancing at each of them with a side eye. “Care to join us?” Marco, one of Bonnie's neighbors with blonde hair and freckles asked, winking as he stared at me and Bonnie. “What are you guys up to? I thought you wanted to watch another movie?” “Nah! We decided to play a little game. Let's play truth or dare, are you guys in or not?”

Wren added, landing the final blow and cheering as Milo groaned in defeat. Atlas looked around. The arcade was a patchwork of barely-functional cabinets, old pinball machines, and a jukebox that only played warped 80s hits. A couple of the younger kids in town—the last of the thirteen-year-olds—clustered around a light gun game, laughing too loudly, like they were trying to fill the space with sound that could fight off the rot. Nova watched them, her brow furrowed. "There used to be more kids here, didn’t there?"

I shivered as the memories of my mate's rejection came flooding into my head. "Our ride is here; let's get going," she said, and once again I smiled as we got into the car. During the car ride, I had the pleasure of meeting many other girls, and she introduced me as her close friend. "It's not my first year participating; is it yours?" A girl named Bella, the pack beta's daughter, asked Jess. "No, it's not my first year either, but this time I am not going to find my mate, but hers," she giggled, pointing at me.

Swallowing back the lump in her throat, she held her breath and pulled the trigger. Bonnie’s body went still, but there was no ash, no smoke. Nothing. Confused, Cassidy tilted back slightly on her heels. “Bonnie?” She shook the child, who was as still and quiet as she would expect a human child to be after such an event. But still no ashes. “Is she…” Dax said right behind her. Cassidy turned her head as if to answer and then felt a rush and went flying backward as the child stepped on her neck and took off toward the door.

Jules smiled and gestured me to go. As I walk my thoughts fly again. I also plan to visit mom in the hospital today because I’m sure her surgery is over. I quickly got to the locker room and quickly searched for my number. "2405, 2406, 2407,2408! Gotcha!" I smiled as I opened my locker but stopped suddenly when I saw an envelope in it. My hands shakingly reached for it. I open the letter wide-eyed. Good day Oxians! You are one of a lucky person invited to participate in a FALLING GAME.

“Remember the phone call last night, how we didn’t know how they knew about Bonnie. The guards checked to see if someone was out there. They found claw marks and footprints only twenty-five feet from the gate. Anyone that close could hear what was said.” “One of you need to tell me what is going on.” Melody, even though a little numb from what Cameron said, answered. “Bonnie has come to join our pack. She was sent by Drew but tricked them so she could get here and stay with me.” “The one and only Bonnie from your old pack? Wait, is that who you meant when you said Bonnie last night?” “Yeah. That’s her.” “What is this about someone listening to what conversation?”

Behind the register, a pair of teenagers played video games on the large screens. David grabbed them two coffees, paid for an hour of time, then sat next to her and opened one of the romantic-suspense paper-backs she’d chosen. Bonnie’s fingers froze over the keyboard as that rush of warmth she’d felt back in the cell store washed over once more. He really was unflappable.