Tvd Bonnie Novels & Stories

I was not certain how the mate-bond felt with humans, but it seemed like she could sense something. “Bonnie, this is Tyree. He’s one of our best warriors. Bonnie is part of the tour from the coven,” I said to them both. Her blush was endearing. I remembered when I was first in front of Kade. The entire room fell away until only he remained. ‘I’m not certain if she knows about mates,’ I told him. “It’s very nice to meet you, Bonnie. Who is this precious angel?” he asked, smiling down at the baby girl.

We both grow quiet as she dials and then wait until Tabitha answers. “Hello?” She rasps. “Bonnie? What is it…AH!” “Will you come meet me?” The woman, Bonnie, asks as I fight the rage that is beginning to boil in me due to the noises coming from the other end of the phone. “I need to speak with you.” "I..." she gasps before a moan escapes her. “I’m a little busy.” “Please,” Bonnie pushes. “I really need to speak with you.” “O-okay,” she manages, before another loud moan sounds, followed by the sound of a man’s growl. “Wh-where…”

Bonnie screamed, removing her sunshade. The guy removed back.”Are You okay?” Bonnie quickly covered her face putting on her shades back.”You can go, I will call for you later .” As soon as he left,Bonnie stepped on her speed and drive off — Bonnie had barely parked her car in the underground garage when her phone vibrated. No caller ID. She stared at the screen for a moment before sliding her finger across to answer. “Hello?” A pause. Then a female voice, smooth and unapologetic:

She sighed, pushing the thoughts aside as she continued digging through her dresser. Choosing a cozy, soft oversized t-shirt and a pair of fluffy lounge shorts, Joslyn quickly changed into it and made her way to the kitchen. She poured herself a glass of water and grabbed some leftover microwaved french toast, feeling the hunger pangs gnawing at her stomach. Joslyn took her snack and plopped down on the couch, aimlessly munching on her meal as she flipped through the TV channels. Her thoughts were soothed by the familiar voices and laughter from the comedy playing in the background.

That was a family secret kept hidden up to this day, Creed knows but he never really confronted me about it, she trusted me with the mission of keeping the boys in line because of the special gifts that they inherited and would call on them if she needed them. I kept my distance from Vivianne over the years and was looking secretly for my nephew, I had to do this favor of keeping the boys in line for my freedom away from her and I took that up quickly. Vivianne was bad news but she lived up to her word at the end of the day, she was obsessed with Ty Valmore, and no one knows why, not even Creed. I had a busy day today as Bonnie got to meet her father and I felt good about that, she has been

She burst into tears, screamed at the top of her lungs, and came out of the closet. Bonnie's frail body lay on the floor, covered in blood. There were three shots in her chest. The woman closed her eyes with a small smile etched on her lips. It seemed that Bonnie had left feeling calm and peaceful because she was able to save Caroline. She didn't know what had happened, but she had a gut feeling that her life and Caroline's were in danger. It was true; a mother's hunch is never wrong.

Bonnie and I exchanged a glance and shrugged before closing the door. We headed back to the sitting room to join the rest on the sofa. Hayley was still clinging onto Derek and I knew he was uncomfortable with her around him. Bonnie went to the fridge and returned later with bowls of popcorn and drinks. She brought each of us a bowl of popcorn, and I helped to distribute drinks to everyone. We kept our eyes glued to the television as we watched an amazing vampire series on N*****x. Bonnie and I exchanged glances at regular intervals, growing frustrated with Hayley's insistence on forcing herself on Derek. If he were my stepbrother, I wouldn't care. But he was my mate. My mate. My f**g mate wh

Bonnie had agreed to run the diner and Rita would split the profits with her fifty-fifty. Bonnie had stopped doing her dominatrix work when DA Jacobs started getting jealous. The DA had told her that he loved her, but if he left his wife it would cost him a fortune and re-election. Jodi entered the diner. Two black guys were sitting in a booth. She had never seen them before. All of a sudden she felt light-headed. “Hey, Jodi,” Bonnie greeted. Jodi put her hand up to say hello, but nothing came out. Everything went dark.

“What’s your deal? Is this about Viola?” I pause for a split second. It’s small, but Bonnie picks up on it. She always does. “Not everything is about Vi.” “Yup. Definitely about Vi.” “Bonnie, leave Viola out of it.” She smirks, like she’s got me pinned and knows it. “How about I call and ask her?” “Don’t you dare call Vi.” “Oh, so now you care.” “I said don’t.” Bonnie raises her hands in surrender. “Fine. Then talk to me. What the hell happened?”

She wanted them to no longer think of Marcus. Most importantly, Bonnie wanted to let the real Yvonne give up on him. In fact, she should have killed the real Yvonne in Wecester City. However, she could not do that because Bonnie was not too familiar with South City and she had not seen Yvonne's relatives and so on. She had to stalk the real Yvonne. Therefore, after she let the real Yvonne return, and after she secretly observed Yvonne's interaction with her relatives and friends, as well as Marcus, only then did Bonnie feel confident.