When Does Bonnie Come Back From The Other Side Novels & Stories

I clenched my hands tightly. Panic gripped me as I recalled the helplessness I had felt in my dying moments during my previous life. When I felt the strength returning to my palms, I was finally certain—I had been reborn. I glanced at the clock, knowing I would be informed that my house was on fire soon. Right on cue, the phone rang. It was our neighbor, Paula Klein. She yelled, "Caroline, get back here! Luna and Liam are home napping. Emery just left, and he isn't picking up his phone! Hurry!"

I can't continue living in this town. I am ready to play this game. But what makes me sad is my precious, perfect daughter, Camilla. I know of all the people, she will be affected the most by my 'death'. But there is really nothing I can do about it. Plus, I am leaving everything in her name. So that when I finally decide to make 'The Return' to this damned town, I can get back everything that belongs to me without any legal issues. ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

Squinting her eyes, she realized that the transparent thing looked very similar to her, the only difference was the golden halo above the head. "If she's dead… Why don't I have a golden halo-like her's?" Tang Yazhu muttered when suddenly, a thought came to mind. According to the books and movies that she has read thus far, there was such a thing as "possession." This ignited her heart and loosened the tight grip that has been on her heart since she died. "Since she's dead now, does that mean that I can possess it?!" With that thought in mind, a flicker of hope shined in her eyes. Without delay, she arrived at the dead female body even faster than the Flash.

“Emmett-“ The line dies and I stare blankly at the screen. Emmett only had so much power as a human, he wouldn’t be able to pull this off. My only hope was to save myself and that ember seemed to be dying – nothing but a pipedream, completely out of reach. Suddenly Bonnie’s name popped up on my screen, a huge sigh of relief escaped me. Sliding the dial and answering her call. “Bonnie, where are you? I’ve been calling you for days and-“ “SHUT UP!” She yelled, sobbing uncontrollably that she was utterly incoherent. “Slow down, tell me what’s wrong.” “Please save me.” She cried hysterically. “PLEASE!”

Cassana rested on a hammock while Bonnie sat beside, shaking her until she fell asleep. Robb arrived in the middle of the afternoon bringing a clay jar of hartshorn with him. Bonnie told him to hand them to Trev instead so Cassana can continue sleeping. Several more neighbors arrived, bringing food, beverage and condolences, Bonnie received them all and promised to forward their regards to Cassana. Ashvell's father was among those who came, but he offered more, volunteering to prepare a coffin for the drow. Bonnie agreed and Trev came forward to help prepare Otheric's body for the funeral.

And then after that, she would repeat the same cycle she had these days: Wait for his return, have a little bit of rest, eat, and then repeat. Bonnie looked up from the book she had been reading, "Go ahead and rest." "Aren't you gonna do the same as well?" she asked her. She jumped from the crooked windowsill where she had been sitting in the morning, and now it is early afternoon. "I will, soon after I finish a chapter." "Alright, then." "See you at dinner," Bonnie said before she left. "I will," she replied. As she near her bedroom door, she came across Suzanne walking in the opposite direction. When they met in between, both of the ladies stopped to give each other acknowledging smile.

Then again, my thoughts were that many had left for home after they finished through with their midterms. Bonnie went on to talk about wanting to watch a movie back in our room when she suddenly stopped. The strange expression that had fallen over her face, had my brows pulling together in question. “Bonnie?” I asked. “What’s wrong?” She slowly raised her hand and pointed off to the side. “W-Who’s that?” We all turned our heads and saw a horrible, cloaked figure that I shouldn’t have been surprised to see. Yet, there he was. That goddamned hunter. “Son of a bitch,” I hissed.

Five years in exile gutted my wolf. Then he dragged me back with fake apologies and a second-chance smile. Didn't even last a day. Emily poisoned me. My pup—finally in my arms—died saving me. The Moon Goddess hit rewind. This time? Nobody touches me or my pup. *** I barely made it back to the manor, potion in my bag, when I ran smack into James and Emily heading out. Hand went straight to the vial. Locked eyes with James. Didn't say a word.

My parents chattered on, repeating the same stories they'd told for years, as I listened intently. They stayed at my grave for a long time before they left together. Sometime later, a stumbling figure approached and collapsed before my grave. I took a good look at him before realizing that it was Miles. How odd… He was wearing a white coat. "I'm sorry, Cassidy…" I pursed my lips, not wanting to see him. He rambled on about everything that had happened these past few years. Claudia had been sentenced to life in prison, while he received 15 years. Then, because of his good behavior, he was released early.

Celeste listened, her heart aching with a longing she couldn’t name. They reached the steps of her hotel. “I don’t expect anything,” Santiago said. “I just wanted to see you. To know you’re okay.” Celeste hesitated. Then leaned in and kissed his cheek. “I’m not okay,” she whispered. “But I want to be.” He smiled. “That’s enough.” She watched him walk away. And for the first time in years, she cried. The return. Celeste returned to the estate two days later. Maria greeted her with a knowing smile. “You look different.”