Monty X Bonnie Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

I gasped, blinking disbelievingly. Mr. Stevens cleared his throat. "Mr. Montero was a very wealthy man, Miss Mills. A billionaire to be exact. And before his untimely death, he left a sizable sum to you." My knees tried to go out from underneath me, and I leaned against the doorframe to stay upright. A billionaire? Torin? How the hell—the man I knew lived in a compound, not a mansion. He rode a motorcycle, not flew in a private jet. "How… How much?" I managed to croak out.

Holy moly -- The crazy clumsy girl turns out to be Bonnie! "You?!" they both chorused.

Lyle yelled. “Shh,” River hushed Lyle. Lyle and I laughed. River finished ordering the food while I made coffee. Lyle ran back up the stairs. River came up behind me and buried his face in my neck. River trailed his lips up and down. “Shower with me later?” “Mm, sure,” I mumbled. I leaned into him. It was the easiest question I had to answer all day. “I should probably go check on Bonnie.” Bonnie hadn't been feeling well. The doctors gave her until March at best, but they said she may not even make it to Christmas. Bonnie had her good and bad days. Lately, it seemed that she had more bad days than good.

“I don’t like how you are always quick to degrade me. If you don’t want with your money, just say so. Also I asked you to borrow me a car two days ago and I don’t even hear what you are saying.” Bonnie lowered her voice. “My husband was still around Adrian. He’s about to leave. You can come and get it before your interview. That way, I can give you the money in cash.” “I will be there in an hour.” “Ok.” He hung up and then poured water into a kettle. * At Bonnie’s house, Adrian waited outside, and then seconds later, the gate slid open, and he walked inside. She opened the door in her lace night dress. Bonnie looked at Adrian and smiled. From the time she had met him to now, he looked so muc

, she wondered "I will,,,,I will take the phone to her immediately" she said and started looking for Vivian She knew where to find them as she remembered Monti's favorite place at the whole island But when she reached the waterfalls, she found Monti and Vivian kissing passionatly in the water, they where literally eating each other up with their lips, how could she disturb such an intimate moment

Frustrated from my inability to escape my bindings. *** Mardichi returned that evening with a pretty, voluptuous blonde. Barely draped in clothes. He walked her in by holding the back of her neck. "Raven, this is Bonnie. She is going to teach you what pleasing me should look like." "Pleasing a man." Bonnie corrected. "Only man she'll be pleasing is me." Mardichi scoffed. "Poor thing." Bonnie shot her a sympathetic look. "Don't make me sound as bad as that." "You're not." Bonnie said quickly. "You're a kind one, you are. It's just your part." She gestured.

It has occurred," I heard my Beta remark as he dashed inside, while I glanced at him perplexed. “What happened?" I replied. "The gold and black half-moon is outside," he remarked, and I leaped out of my chair to look for myself. "I can not believe this right now," I said, surprised and delighted. “We're about to be free, yes!" I heard the wolves cheering. “Does that mean—" "I need to go locate Jordan," I cut my Beta off as my brother anticipated what would come next. I raced into his room and found him staring at the half-golden, half-black moon.

Alessio rasped against his lips. Noa’s breath hitched. “I’m” “Say it.” “I’m fuck I’m yours.” “That’s all I care about.” His hands slid under Noa’s shirt, pressing against the bruises, the stitches, like he needed to own every broken piece before the world tore them apart. Noa’s gasp cracked in his throat. “We’re monsters.” “Then let’s be monsters together.” They devoured each other, tearing at buttons, dragging desperate moans from each other’s mouths, clawing past the blood and the lies, needing something real.