Nightmare Bonnie Novels & Stories

[Welcome to Eternal Nightmare. Survival is victory.] The cold, robotic female voice blasted through the dark while I was sprawled on the couch doomscrolling. The next second, a white flash nuked my vision and forced my eyes shut. When I opened them again, my living room had straight-up rage quit and turned into a blood-red wasteland. "Okay, what the hell?" I squinted and spotted my six-foot-two husband, Adrian Chase, already doing the whole protective-dad thing with one arm around our son.

He mumbled a little before turning on his side but did not awaken. She shook her head, How can you be Dusk and Duskin? How can you pretend to be such a dark child when you are so kindhearted? Although she desired the answer to the question, she figured that she would never obtain the answer. Nightide remained secretive about their past. Hae Mina shook her head as she ventured up the staircase then fell on her bed in a heap. Her brain was too exhausted to push her back into her dreaded nightmares and so she slept heavily and deeply.

, Dmitiri said as his tone increased a bit as Claire dragged her away. "Who in the world was that hottie? Darling you have luck the size of Texas. I tell you now, if I had found him before I met my mate, I'd have slept with him right away. Speaking of mates, Debbie and I would like to introduce you to someone. Angie, meet Matt and Scott. They are from the Night pack", Claire introduced two young guys to Angela. The two of them looked weird, wore strange boyish clothes but they had looks so she could understand why both Claire and Debbie picked them. But she could witness the giggles and laughs between her friends and the boys they found. Her genuine love for her friends wasn't something to u

Lonely nights In camp, Jack is deeply injured alongside Conrad, making the group consider setting up boundaries around camp and using bamboo sticks gotten in the woods to build a fence around camp to shield themselves from the beast. Taylor and Sage take care of the guys and their injury, and Conrad isn't recovering quickly, he still looks faint and weak. It got dark, everywhere pale and quiet, Taylor was inside Alex's tent crying, Alex walked in, and asked her what was wrong, she cried heavily rather than responding, and he tried all he could to console her.

Their deadly looks are only outdone by the deadly Neron weapons they point at the two of us. But there in the middle is a woman. Her eyes are full of wonder and fear, but she’s trying very hard to mask both right now. She’s petite, average height. She has soft, curly brown hair, and warm brown eyes. Her cheekbones are sharp and her hands small and delicate. But I know the power behind her voice. “Valen Nero, Nova Ainsley,” she says, stepping forward. “I’m Arden Black.”

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

He regretted it the moment those words left his lips. Tears built in Bonnie's eyes. "I'm sor-" "Lorenzo! Come quick, the news." Grace hurriedly said as she dragged Lorenzo to the living room. "21 year old Bonnie Evans went missing Thursday July 13th after being last seen at The Velvet Room, a nightclub in California. Evans was seen with her best friend Becca Jones and is the last person she spoke to before she supposedly went missing. Evans is also described to be blind. She was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa when she was only 14, an eye disease in which the back wall of the eye is damaged. Police investigators only found her cellphone and her guide dog in an alley of Mellway Street. Ev

Then again, maybe he needs a spitfire like Elena to finally put him in his place. “Uncle Cole!” a small voice screams from somewhere behind me, and I turn to see Brock and Astrid’s daughter, Sloane, tearing across the yard toward Cole Bauer, the alpha of the Denver pack, arriving with his mate and pups in tow. Callum’s arm slides around my waist as he leans in, his lips hovering beside my ear. “Eat.” I turn to him, arching a brow. “Bossy, much?” “Just trying to take care of my girl.” He winks, pressing a kiss to my temple, and damnit I can’t stay annoyed with him when he’s being all sweet and looking at me that way.

"Everyone, check it out! William used to be quite the showman." Tiffany whipped around, her nails nearly digging into my flesh. "Tell me, William! Tell me that the man in the video who let people touch him, begging so pathetically, wasn't you!" "Why wouldn't it be me?" I met her crazed stare and spoke the cruelest truth. "Tiffany, to buy you that necklace you mentioned in passing, I didn't just serve bottles at that bar. I also…" I paused deliberately before adding, "I did even more things you can't imagine."

“You’ll need authorization to proceed.” “I was instructed to come here,” I said. “These are the ashes of fallen warriors.” He glanced at the urns, then at my face. His expression changed, just slightly. “Name?” I gave it. He hesitated. “And your rank?” “I am not an Omega,” I said evenly. Before he could respond, footsteps approached from behind me. I recognized the voice before I turned. “Well, this is unexpected.” Bonnie stood there with several people at her back, her posture relaxed, her smile sharp. She looked me over slowly, from my face to the urns in my arms.