Nightmare Bon-bon Novels & Stories

"Who am I? I'm someone who you really should listen to right now. Because if you don't sweetheart, I'm afraid I'll end up biting you till you pass out." Did he just say "Bbb..Bite?" Come again? Suddenly, Kane hovered over me and stared deeply into my eyes. His eyes than flashed yellow, disturbing me to my core. "Hmm, how odd bluebells. I can't seem to read you?" I stared back clueless not knowing what he was saying. "I can't seem to make out what kind of monster you are?" Monster?! He's the one with the strange glowing eyes and crazy sharp nails! I shoved him away and this time he moved, letting me drag myself away from him as I sat up against the tree, with my heart pounding out of fear.

Looking back at me, Bonnie said boldly, "The Blood Moon Territory is fatal for you yet you went there. I can't trust you, Silas and thus, I have employed a high security around your bedroom, so that you can't go out in the Blood Moon." "Bonnie, Bonnie, you can't…" I screeched but turning a deaf ear, Bonnie walked off from my bedroom. "Arghhhh!!!" I growled and slapped my hands on the bed. My very own people closing the doors of finding Bruna was burning my heart. I kept on venting my anger. How the fuck would I reach Bruna? I felt Bonnie had drifted me into an abyss of darkness but I was wrong. An answer popped in my head, and a smirk got etched on my lips, "Bonnie, all people in the villa m

She stood before me, wearing nothing but a flimsy red nightie that barely hid anything, her curves emphasized by the delicate fabric. I gulped, trying to regain control over my emotions as they threatened to overwhelm me. She shifted from one foot to another, her movements captivating, and my gaze followed her every gesture, unable to tear away. I couldn't help but notice how her breasts strained against the fabric of her nightie, her nipples hardened, a clear indication of her arousal. My body responded instinctively, blood rushing to my cock as desire coursed through me. My eyes traveled down her body, noting the lack of anything underneath her nightie. A low growl escaped my throat as my

"No fever. But you're sweating. Did you have a nightmare?" Nightmare. The word hit him like a physical blow. Images flooded back in chaotic fragments: The casino. Lorenzo's hand on his wrist. Throwing the drink. The ultimatum. The estate. Matteo. The garden. The midnight conversation. "Oh my god," Kyrian whispered. "It was a dream." "What was a dream?" "All of it. The estate. The week. Lorenzo. The—" He stopped himself. "It was all a dream." Arina's expression softened with understanding. "You've been under a lot of stress lately.

I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, I was jerking in the pitch dark, the cabin was freezing, my breath came out as gasps, Zayne was asleep by the door. Sitting in the corner, on the chair Morwen had sat earlier, was a figure made of shimmering moonlight. It had no face, just a smooth, silver surface where features should be, it tilted its head. A voice, like wind chimes and breaking glass, spoke directly into my mind. "The Error awakens.” “The Goddess sees.” “The Grove awaits."

In the middle of the night, the faint sound of a door opening woke me. I didn't turn on the light. I just lay quietly in bed, listening to the sound of bare feet on the wool carpet, coming closer and closer. The footsteps stopped beside my bed. In the darkness, a figure leaned over me, carrying a heavy smell of whiskey and that familiar trace of gunpowder. It was "Dante", or perhaps I should call him by his real name—Luciano.

At this moment, Lucinda was blushing, her expression full of unmet desire as she pleaded, "I get this… itch whenever I drink. Just scratch this itch for me, will you, Mr. Glover? Just shield me with your body so my dad doesn't notice us." As I stared down at the fleshy globes through her neckline, I gulped. She was indeed a stunner. She was curvy and more voluptuous than those stars in adult films. Heat kept surging within me, becoming impossible to suppress. Who could ever resist when a spectacular 20-year-old woman begged them for a favor as such? I took a quick glance at Jerry next to me. Not only had he already reached his hand under Maya's skirt, but Maya even leaned into it, parting he

Bad. Cash and I were the only ones that survived the Nightmare from our family. Mom and Dad were already sick by the time the vampires came to our home to 'save' us. The vamps were only there for me. They had found out about my IQ and wanted my brain to join them. I had insisted that they saved my brother as well. I may have made it a deal breaker.

Bonnie's already cracked canthus and gnashing her teeth. "Done? Can you die after that?" Madman looked up and smiled. "Sorry, I'm afraid not." After she says this, he suddenly throws something at her. Bonnie sees a flash of light and shoots it with her gun. She never expected that it was two pairs of gloves tied up with two beakers inside, making a boomerang. Ignoring the pain in her hand, Bonnie tries to pick it up, but Madman is ready to pick it up faster than she can, twisting her back to the ground.

Glamora grumbled and paused "If anything happens to Cassie, then believe me Bonnie, you are gonna have to pay the Price...... " Glamora threatened while Bonnie laughed in a low tone as he released his hold on her. "Didn't you hear me well Glamora? The Creature has a low life Span remember? am afraid it's gonna drop dead in the next 7 Hours...... " Bonnie replied while a mischievous smile appeared on her lips. The room emited smoke due to the Damages caused and silence roam about the room for some Seconds until Glamora spoke: