Who Possesses Bonnie Novels & Stories

Despite the agitation in my chest, I still managed to ask him. “Uh, Papa, what were you talking about? What is it for, why-“ He cut me off mid-sentence and looked straight at me. There was something in his eyes…like he’d just secured exactly what he wanted. “Well, you know how things work in a business-driven world, Alina. Having Mr. Villion on our side is a major advantage. So… we’ve come to an agreement. You’ll be marrying his eldest son, Lance.”

“Besides, he might just be sticking around for a while to scope out the building he'd just purchased. You know, quality control or whatever.” Joslyn frowned in confusion. “What building?” Eunice tilted her head, oblivious to how much her next words were about to affect the course of Joslyn’s life. “Ours, of course. Gabriel Reid is now the owner of this apartment building.” Joslyn's jaw promptly dropped.

I said quietly, “I still can’t believe how far we've come.” "I can't believe it too, but here we are. So you better behave or I might run away from you." "Don't forget the plot where I kidnapped you and kept you locked up with me forever." He gasped dramatically."Are you threatening me Mr McKenzie?"He shoved my shoulder. I laughed. "Yes my darling, yes." A notification interrupted my thoughts. Another message from Cassie. ~WHEN ARE YOU KIDS COMING. JAKE AND DYLAN ALREADY AGREED TO A CELEBRATORY DINNER.

Alex called her name loudly, and that was when Clara kept her cool. Alex sighed, biting his lower lip. "Let me handle this. Go in and wait for me." "But…" "Clara!" "Fine," she said and rolled her eyes at Bonnie before going inside the house. "Who is she?" Bonnie asked. "She’s Scott’s cousin." "Oh, I see. She’s so feisty," she muttered with a smile. "Why are you here, Bonnie? Are you here to have sex with me and then say more mean things?" he asked, trying not to break down.

Bonnie wanted to provoke me, tempt me to lose control but that was her forte. “You stole my mate; Lazarus is my rightful mate.” She exclaimed arrogantly. “He was mine until you stole him. I’m supposed to be his human not you.” I laughed, the sound demonic as I pushed her hand off me. “Are you being serious right now? are you that delusional?” I mocked with a dark chuckle, “You did the test just like me and they already established that you had no mate.” “BECAUSE YOU STOLE HIM FROM ME!” Bonnie screamed scornfully.

“You’ll need authorization to proceed.” “I was instructed to come here,” I said. “These are the ashes of fallen warriors.” He glanced at the urns, then at my face. His expression changed, just slightly. “Name?” I gave it. He hesitated. “And your rank?” “I am not an Omega,” I said evenly. Before he could respond, footsteps approached from behind me. I recognized the voice before I turned. “Well, this is unexpected.” Bonnie stood there with several people at her back, her posture relaxed, her smile sharp. She looked me over slowly, from my face to the urns in my arms.

A part of me suddenly wished Damon was here. "No," she said, her tone calm but wary. "But I can tell he's a spy. I can't shake the feeling that someone’s watching, waiting to kill you." My heart skipped a beat. "Should we call Damon?" Bonnie's expression darkened. "No need. I'll call his sister instead." She discreetly reached for her phone. My eyes widened in shock. "Sister? Damon has a sister?" "Yes, he does. She was the one behind your sister's rescue. We call her Ghost," Bonnie said with a sly smile. "She's nice but a total badass. You're going to like her."

Bonnie was so frightened that her soul had left her body. Marcus's expression was still very gentle and doting. "Bonnie, I'll let you know as well that all of your relatives and friends are now in the police station. You're the only one left. There are police officers in plain clothes outside. Tell me, are you going to go to the police station with this ring on or are you going to take it off?"

I pressed my lips together, ready to speak, when his low murmur brushed against my ear: "Wendy... are you really not Candy?" "Of course not!" I shoved him back, firm and sharp. "Nick, I already told you at the old house—I'm not Candy, and I'll never be her substitute!" Something like defeat flickered in the depths of his eyes. His face smoothed into a blank mask as he gave a small nod. "Let's go." Bonnie's POV Moonlight Bar. Bruce had gathered a few friends in a private booth, drinking.