Scariest Bonnie Novels & Stories

From the look on his face, I could practically hear him thinking: 'Is this chick safe to eat? Or is she gonna kill my brain cells?' I scrambled up, starry-eyed. "Babe, you're really handsome." Chat Feed blew up: [Girl. What?? That's DARKBLOOD COUNT. Rotting face. Shredded body. And she's calling him handsome?!] [Final boss of Dark Citadel. Nobody's made it out alive.] Everyone braced for the snap—neck style. That was always how this ended. But then... a faint blush bloomed on his bloodstained face.

Bonnie offered. “No way!” Elizabeth and June said in unison. “We are staying, and we are going to have the best time of our lives. Also, we…” “What’s that about?” June asked anxiously, as they heard the police cars approaching. “Probably someone got over excited and smashed a window or two. Happens a lot on Halloween,” Bonnie said carelessly. Their conversation was interrupted by the shrieking sound of three young girls running behind them. One of them was wearing a bunny costume while the other two were dressed as vampires.

She asked and I bowed my head, my body trembling slightly as I tried to ignore her remarks. “I’m talking to you hippopotamus, don’t ignore me! Understand?” She snarled as she grabbed my hair tightly and I nodded, letting out inaudible cries of pain. “Lauren, how about you get something for our dear friend here? What should we call her? Hippo fits perfectly. Please get something nice for hippo” She pleaded nicely and I bit back tears that were already forming in my eyes. “Oops, my hands are really slippery…” Anita apologized as she pushed my tray to the ground. I was in great pain as I watched her step on the food. I hadn’t even had up to half of it and they were taunting me already.

"Come meet the dead." "Charming," one of the strangers said, grinning crookedly. Nova gestured to them. "This is Wren and Milo. Wren's the one who looks like she could kill a man with her pinky. Milo's the one who'd help bury the body." Wren waved with two fingers, her nails black and sharp-looking. "Don’t believe everything she says. I’d use my whole hand." Milo, a boy with a mess of dark curls and a permanent half-smile, nodded. "I only help with bodies if snacks are involved."

The beast intimidated perilous to Amara. "No..no, I will not let anybody have doubt upon me. You can be assured of it." Amara instantly addressed the vampire most politely almost losing her balance on the feet. She was extremely terrorized by the evil power chasing her night and day. She cautiously got down the stairs holding the railing because her legs were shaking in dread almost on the verge of collapse. Her uncles, aunts, grand parents and cousins were in smiles and laughter in one of the huge guest bedroom discussing on how successful and beautiful the marriage went.

None of this was right. “Bonnie, where would you like to sit?” Mr. Black-Moon asked, and I held my breath. “I want to sit next to Bella. We’ll be best friends again,” Bonnie said sweetly. I shook my head, trying to snap out of the spell, but before I could respond, a scream erupted from behind me.

She released a stronger concussion that disintegrated the rampaging Kaiju in its tracks before Taylor could even raise Barracuda. “Whoa,” Taylor said to Bonnie in surprise. “I know, I know,” Bonnie said. She bent over to catch her breath. “Now I’m the one who has a lot of explaining to do.” Sampson stretched himself back into the room and pinned Bonnie down to the floor. “You should have stayed out of this, kid,” Sampson said as his free arm sparked ready to electrocute Bonnie. “Just like your mom, you don’t know when to call it quits. It’s a shame we have to kill her daughter too.”

and was relieved when my sister said, “Of course.” Bonnie sat up now, and her voice was timid as she asked, “Where are we going?” Her face wasn’t streaked by tears since Vampires can’t make them. I smoothed her hair. I knew she was scared. This was a lot of change for such a small person. Cadence answered her. “We are going to a place where there are more people like you,” she said, her voice infused with fake joy. Bonnie immediately caught a glimpse of the Guardian at the door, the man who looked a thousand times more friendly than the scowling woman next to him, but she had been programed to fear males somehow, and she pointed at him and shouted, “But he’s a bad man!”

"We’re heading to the club. Damon is meeting with his capos there. But first, we’ll stop for some shopping. You need new clothes." Dread settled over me like a dark cloud. The idea of being anywhere near Damon sent chills down my spine. I lowered my gaze, feeling a wave of helplessness. I was stuck with this beast, trapped in his world. He scared me more than I cared to admit. For the first time in my life, I truly understood what fear was. "The footage from the CCTV camera has been sent. Luckily for you, it’s still intact," Bonnie said, holding up a tablet.

The scout struggled for breath. "Nobody knows." Not a reassuring answer. "The ground is moving." Nobody liked that either. Lucien pinched the bridge of his nose. "Wonderful. Ancient monsters, magical crowns, and now moving mountains." "You're coping poorly," Cassian observed. "I'm coping exactly as expected." The argument ended abruptly. The Bone Crown suddenly burned. Not warmth. Not discomfort. Pain. White-hot pain. Lyra cried out. Her knees hit the snow. A scream tore through her skull.