Melted Chocolate Bonnie Mga Nobela at Kwento

Speak of the devil. Bona came downstairs with a doll in her arms. When she saw Harry, she pouted and muttered to herself, “I thought that it was Sienna who had come back. So, I was happy for nothing after all.” Bona lowered her head and turned around to go back upstairs. Harry suddenly said, “I heard Nene saying that you like watermelon-flavored candy?” When Bona heard this, she turned around with a defensive expression on her face as she said warily, “Do you intend to bribe me or get me to take your side?”

“ Hmmm………..White chocolate cookies on my desk and my books are placed in order for me to start learning . Basically my studying desk is clearly cleaned , books organised and white cookies which are my favourites…………Mel the traitor present yourself . “ said Luna with half a smile . Luna turned her head and saw Mel holding another pack of white cookies in her hands . “ Luna , hi ! “ said Mel with a nervous smile . “ Hi miss traitor ! You finally decide to show up . “ said Luna with a forced smile . “ I….I had a good reason . “ said Mel looking away nervously .

I said "yeah yeah wassup wassup now where the smores" Te said while rubbing her hands together, making everybody laugh at her bipolar ass I lowkey wanted to go in the water I didnt want to get in with Chynna n the twins so I just took a seat and the chair across the fire from Von who was sitting beside Cam. "oh shit" Te yelled I looked beside me and saw that her whole marshmellow was on flames, she started freaking out and through it in the fire.

It’s Bonnie, with the dinner I requested when I returned with my missing Beta. Enter, I tell Bonnie telepathically, creating some distance between us. Bonnie opens the door, carrying a tray with two covered plates. Her eyes fill with guilt as she looks at Melanie. “Beta Melanie, I’m sorry for your mother. She was an amazing Luna,” she says softly. I feel Melanie tense beside me, but she manages a small smile—a broken smile. Well, the mood is killed now. But honestly, it needed to be. I can’t have her, no matter how much I try to convince myself otherwise.

"That's cute. It looks real. Your own little pony. With a horn." "It's a unicorn." "'I see, from the stories." The sizzling sound of the fire pit called out to Bonnie, and she rushed back to it, quickly lifting the lid off the pot to prevent it from further overflowing, "Sorry." "It's okay. The berries, please." "Right." Bonnie grabbed the bowl of wild berries and carefully poured them into the pot. "And lower the heat. The poker is over there." Bonnie followed her instructions diligently and removed some of the charcoal from the fire. By then, Cassana had already turned to peeling off and chopping the onions.

They were both blonde and tanned and…oh what the hell, they all looked the same to Cassie. Two and Three put her in charge of adding the chocolate hearts. She would have preferred to get her hands on the liqueur bottles and maybe misappropriate some of them along the way, but Miss Three had them out of her reach. She unwrapped a piece of chocolate and popped it in her mouth while they waited for the square of gauze to come their way. Surely Ainsley would’ve had the foresight to buy extra chocolates…not that Cassie really cared if the bonbonnières were uneven, she just had to make sure that nobody else knew they were.

Mich would be a fool to think he can dictate what gets into this stomach of mine. "Listen, this is what you're gonna do. Very simple.” Mich began, the moment we were led to our table and settled. "Go around to the guests, introduce yourself with this complimentary card.” He slid a bunch across to me. "Hello, I'm Bonnie from La Monte Luxuries. You look dashing, and I love your fashion taste. Pause if you like. Then…. We could always have more of whatever you want at La Monte. There'll be a special discount and bonus for this offer. Simple."

The most impractical things they had received were the fresh honeycomb that he doubted would last long enough to go off, judging by how many times Skye had been sticking his finger into the sticky honey before pulling it out to suck on it guiltily when he thought no one was watching. As well as a lambskin- the leather treated and the wool soft to the touch. It was the kind of thing one gifted an expectant mother to swaddle their newborn in. Linus missed a step as his thoughts went right back to where he was trying to avoid and Brite eyed him suspiciously. He waved him off, but he planned on getting good and drunk tonight to try shake off whatever the hell had taken over him. There was no way

The kitchen is about to explode. I actually wanted to go check on him, but my dizziness was so bad I couldn't even get out of bed. Not long after, Caden came back carrying a bowl. He was dressed in an expensive, tailored suit, yet he was carrying a chipped, antique ceramic bowl that looked utterly ridiculous in his grasp. The bowl was filled with a dubious, dark brown fluid. Stepping toward me, he offered the concoction. "Drink it," he said in that same stiff, commanding tone.

In her past life, Elara Newman had married Orion Baron, who turned out to be an absent husband. On the day she gave birth, she suffered a severe hemorrhage and lost consciousness. However, Orion was unreachable. After she was snapped awake by the doctor, she had to sign her name on the surgical consent form while her hands were still shaking. When her children caught a raging fever, Orion was still nowhere to be seen. She had to rush to the hospital all by herself, and after three consecutive days of looking after them, she was exhausted and passed out in the corridor. On the day when her parents passed away in a car accident, Orion was still absent. As she returned home with the urn