Novel & Cerita Stefan And Bonnie Fanfiction

"I'm not trying to scare you, but I want you to be prepared for whatever may come your way. Because, just like you said, your story with him is different from mine and your dad's." Stefani's throat felt dry. She looked at her painting, depicting a happy couple watching a sunset, but her mood didn't match. Anxiousness filled her heart. "Hey there, divine beauties! How's the artistry going?" Steven made a grand entrance with Jacob, each holding a steaming cup of coffee. Without hesitation, he handed one to Summer. "A warm cup of coffee for the love of my life." "Seriously, Steven? You're getting up there in age. Cut out the teenage act!" Summer blurted out, her cheeks turning a shade of crimso

Alaric ordered as the class clapped except the Star girls. "Bonnie?" Mr. Alaric said walking up to her. "Can we be friends?" He said offering her a handshake as he squat to meet up with her height. "Yh, sure. It would be my pleasure sir" Bonnie said as they shook hands then he carried her up. *. *. *. * TBC

Stefan said sincerely. “Why?” “Because firstborn sons in my family are always under pressure—to be everything. It’s exhausting. I want a girl. A princess. And most of all, I want her to be as beautiful as you.” “Awwn! You’re going to make me cry!” Dorothy pouted, and Stefan kissed her gently. Suddenly, the door slammed open. Tristan stormed in, his gaze landing on them. He laughed bitterly. “So this is where the lovebirds are—plotting to ruin my life.”

When my boyfriend, Simon Hepworth, got down on one knee for the 66th time, I was finally moved by his persistence and said yes. But on the eve of our wedding, he dropped a bombshell on me. He told me he wanted to have a child with his stepsister, Fiona Hepworth. Have a baby with his own sister? How absurd was that? I refused outright, and we got into a huge fight. But I never could've imagined what came next.

“Grabbing a coffee wouldn’t be a bad idea. Besides, it’s an honor, sir.” “Just call me Stefan,” he let out, extending his hand toward me. As we stepped out, I stole a glance back at Michael’s table. Maria was now sitting on his lap, feeding him. I stared at them with irritation, hoping to grab a chilled or even a hot coffee to splash on their dirty body. “It’s okay if you don’t want to come with me,” Stefan cut in, while following my gaze. “I’m so sorry. Just got a little distracted. Let’s get going.”

Both girls are perched on his lap, one on each thigh, and it's hard to deny that the sight is adorable. Just for reference, Bonnie is Avery's cousin, while Elena is mine. Specifically, Bonnie is Mrs. Fayer's older sister's daughter, and Elena, along with her older brother Enzo, are my mother's twin brother's children. They were both seven at the time but met at one of our holiday parties when they were four. Despite living miles apart, they pledged to be lifelong best friends, a promise that still holds today. They're even contemplating attending the same college, much like Avery and me, possibly aiming for NYU or even Oxford, as they mentioned last time I checked in with them. Anyway, back

She asked. “Arcadia is my sister, and Evander is my brother in arms,” Stefan told her. “Come. I want you to meet them.” Around the corner, the group he heard talking approached in lighthearted conversation. Chief Yungerr was off to the side with Evander as they watched Clarissa and Arcadia gossip. “Stefan did what?” Arcadia asked, sounding shocked. “Yes. I suppose he thought the switch would improve my performance.” Clarissa shrugged.

Bonnie's POV. 'I hate this and I hate him.' I thought as I felt rage burning through my veins. 'How could he? How dare him and how dare they?' I pondered as I stood there, watching the bastard that calls himself, Jeremy, propose to that bitchy girlfriend of his. He was on a knee, a radiant smile dancing on his lips as he asked her to marry him. I gritted my teeth against one another as I watched his stupid friends, continuously cheering him up.

Grace asked. "My room? My room is back in California!" Bonnie screamed, her eyes tearing up with angry tears. "I want to go home. I just want to go home." She whispered. "I'm sorry miss but once you're here, you can't leave. Lorenzo has already taken a liking in you." Grace said as she grabbed Bonnie's hand again and made her way up the stairs as Bonnie followed behind, studying her steps, for, you know, when she escapes. "A-A liking? What does that mean?" She asked softly.

"I'm sorry you had to witness that. But our situation is very far from theirs. Stefan doesn't want the bond, so he's fighting it, and the bond is fighting back really hard. He's the reason she's suffering so much. But in our case, we both want to be together, and we have almost mated several times, but we both decided to try and take it slowly. Sweetheart, there is no world or scenario where I don't want you. I am desperate to take you, even now. I just don't want us to do it out of fear." He said, while taking my hand and pulling it down to his zipper. He was as hard as a concrete wall. I took the opportunity to fondle him lightly, running my hand over his erection.