Nightmare Spring Bonnie Novels & Stories

I run my finger down the water glass, wiping away a few more beads of condensation. “Nothing good,” Naomi says quickly. “But we’re not here to talk about that. We’re here to look hot, get drunk, and live our best lives tonight.” “I can get behind that,” I say. “Good. Because that’s what we’re doing.” Naomi looks over at the bar. “Who’s the hot blonde again? I was a little distracted trying not to be eaten by zombies the last time we met.” “That’s Eliza. She’s Lucas’s vampire daughter or whatever you’d consider her.”

As I said the spell, I stepped back, watching as her wounds began to close one by one, a golden thread stitching her scars as if they had never been there in the first place. Nina gasped as she regained consciousness. Her hands touched her body desperately, shock filling her features. “I thought I was going to die, why didn’t you let me die—” she paused, the surprise on her face turning to horror as she looked behind me. I followed her gaze only to find Don Simon standing in front of the shed with a frightened look in his eyes. “Magic!” He screamed. “You are one of them,” he pointed a trembling finger at me. “You are a magic user.”

“At least that’s what the paperwork said. I’m not here to bond, Bonnie. But I’m also not here to hide.” Bonnie’s lips parted, but no words came. She didn’t even know what emotion she was feeling—shock? Anger? Curiosity? Cherry continued, “When you’re ready... I’ll be at Café Viore. Tomorrow. Noon. Don’t be late.” The line went dead. Bonnie stared at her phone long after the screen went dark. --- Selene and Damien were back home,each changed into their nightwear. Selene was waiting patiently for Damien who stepped out not long.

Then i heard footsteps up the hallway, right to my door. "Eeh, what – what is wrong Monica?" I felt a warm touch on my shoulder, through my back. Ciara showed up to my face, and sat down on the bed. I couldn't help noticing her mini, V. necked nightgown, with her nipples peeking through the duchess gown. "What is this with you?" She released the squeezed letter from my trembling hand, and mumbled to herself, "letter from your love here to you my beautiful daughter?" She gazed at me with remorse. "You are missing him right?" I yelped, and nodded to her.

I opened my mouth to throw some biting remark back at him, but Peter chose that exact moment to slide his chair closer. “Nia,” Peter said, “we never finished our conversation last night. I’m hosting a little after-hours party at the Sky Lounge. You should join.” Before I could answer, Adler cut in, his voice smooth but laced with steel. “She won’t be attending. She has… other obligations tonight.” Peter’s eyes flicked between us, realization dawning. “Oh,” he said, smug and condescending. “Didn’t realize she was already… tied up.” Mr. Andrews’ jaw ticked. “She is.”

she said. “Your brother? The security guard?” Bonnie nodded. “He witnessed a murder. Unfortunately, the murder was a professional hit by a crime family called the Trio. They’re a small organized crime group, but they’re growing. He’s in Witness Protection now.” Dylan frowned. “So what led you to here?” Bonnie sighed again, then began to tell the story. * * * She told Dylan everything that happened in her dream. The fire. The man in the crowd. The gesture he made. The overwhelming feeling of dread that she felt.

"By the way, what's your name?" "Bonita," she replied. "But you can call me Bonnie." "Thanks, Bonnie! You've been most helpful." I walked purposefully down the hallway and stopped before the boutique a moment later, finding it quickly. I peeked in, and the boutique had other women in there, one of whom was Daphne. "Perfect." I strutted inside, and a girl stopped me at the door. "I'm sorry, Luna, but no one can come in without clothes, even just a robe."

Bonnie said as laid on a blue Bed mattress while wearing an ankle brace. “Hello, Ms. Chan.” Said Nurse Barbara Lou; a Filipino woman in her late thirties. “Please take a seat. You too, Ms. Violet. Your clothes should be ready soon.” “Yes, maam” the girls agreed as the cash sat on a blue mattress with Bonnie in the middle. “So, it’s April, Right?” Madison said. “Bonnie.” she corrected her. “What’s the G for?” June – asked. After hearing that question, Bonnie reached for her neck.

He hadn't looked at his phone. "The orgy is in there" Bonnie says to Orion loudly as she lets him in, distracting me from the question I asked Hunter. "Did you have an amazing sleep Bonnie? Orion laughs out as they both come back to my room. Bonnie stills for a moment, then her eyes go wide. "You..... You drugged me! She shrieks Before I can blink Bonnie launches herself at Orion punching him straight in the nose. More surprisingly is the way Orion doesn't even flinch. Instead he scoops her up and over his shoulder and walks out of the glass doors onto my balcony and throws her effortlessly into the lake!

I didn’t care, my focus was on her. “My King.” Christian glances at the woman baring an eerie similarity to Bellatrix, feeling that unsettling sensation creeping under my skin. “My King.” The woman sobbed helplessly, still holding that flimsy dress against her barely covered body. Christian quickly placed some distance between us. “Who are you?” Her body trembled violently; her bottom lip quivered as she stared at me teary eyed. “I’m Bonnie Sinclair. Nathan chose me as his slave after my sister was mated to a noble werewolf.”