Withered Bonnie Face Novels & Stories

she whispered. “Where is she?” I asked, hoping if she answered nothing else, she could tell me where she was. “Get… Bonnie,” Lena whispered. The vacant look in her eyes filled her entire face as she grimaced in pain. She drew in one last shallow breath and then faded away, right in my arms. Even though I’d seen it before, it was still shocking, and it took me a moment to register that she was gone.

“You’re welcome, baby.” She glanced at me briefly, her cheeks flushing. “Bonnie,” I said softly, “can I go with you to see your mom?” She looked up at me. “Really?” “Yes. I’d like to meet her. Will you take me there?” She nodded, stood up quickly, and held onto the edge of her now empty tray. “It’s not far.” I stood, brushing my dress off. “Lead the way.” We walked slowly through a narrower part of the compound, past the older cottages reserved for lower ranked wolves and workers. The houses here looked… neglected. Bonnie stopped in front of a small house whose roof was missing a few tiles, and the door had a slight crack in it.

He looked like a man fraying at the edges, probably from newborn chaos, sleepless nights, and Vanessa’s iron-sharp expectations carving lines into him. Bonnie hopped out of the car on her own, her backpack dragging on the ground. Her face was splotchy, tired, almost… brittle. She clutched her jacket with both hands, like she didn’t know where to put herself. Damien tried to fix his expression when he saw us. Tried and failed. His features twitched, rearranging into something like forced neutrality. “Morning,” he said. I nodded. “Morning.” Ryan gave him a stiff, polite nod, nothing more.

Burning. The cursed energy crackled, then shattered beneath my touch like brittle glass. Her flesh re-formed slowly—skin stitching together, the rot dissolving into light. Her face reshaped itself—beauty returning as if poured back into her like paint filling a canvas. The second face, the grotesque one hidden beneath, faded into memory. Jason gasped. "Bonnie! You healed her!" I didn't even look at him. "There you go not listening again," I snapped. "I didn't heal her. I fixed her face and I uncursed her."

How could I have imagined it when the maid had mentioned Theo’s full name three times? My only reply had been a confused sound before the call ended. Theo again! Why would he go to Bonnie’s home to ask for her hand? Isn’t that the biggest joke of the century? “Take a load of me, Olivia babe!” Bonnie emerged from the changing room, looking elegant in the short red dress she wore. She posed in front of the long-standing mirror, smiling brightly. Yet, the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “A simple compliment will make me so happy, Olivia.” Bonnie turned around, folding her hands. “What are you thinking? Why’re you spacing out?”

She was so engrossed in her thoughts when her shoulders brushed with Granny who was heading back to the bush "watch it"She retorted Granny walked away without saying a word "Weird "Cara thought and continued with her search ***** AN ABANDONED CONVENT ***** "Kill me already. You separated me from my family already and that's worst than hell. Kill me, I beg of you "He pleaded Boniface smirked before holding his bloody face. He held it painfully and slammed it into the wall "You think am gonna kill you easily huh? "He said and hit his face on the wall again. Blood spewed out like water and he smirked evily

And this year, the only reason he called me back was to witness their happiness. I got out of the car a little numb. Then, I saw Bethany, who was standing by the street, walking over with a smile on her face. Unlike me who was plainly dressed, Bethany was wearing expensive jewelry and had perfume on her. Seemed like Scott had taken good care of her.

Ten days before the wedding, my fiancée spent over a hundred million to buy Marcus Collins a luxury yacht. So, I silently threw away the matching rings I had once planned to give her. Seven days before the wedding, she spent 50 million dollars to celebrate Marcus' birthday. Thus, I set fire to the photo album that held every memory of our past. Three days before the wedding, she wore the ring I had used to propose, and she kissed him deeply by the sea. Today, I finally chose to step aside. I notified our families and friends that the wedding was canceled, and I personally returned the engagement tokens to the Yardley family. Lowering my head, I said softly, "Mr. and Mrs. Yardley…I've al

Bonnie says glancing at Orion. "Isn't the wolfsbane out of your system yet?" I ask curiously. "Erm, no it will take a few days I think" she replies glancing at Orion again who hasn't looked at her once. "Well I can't wait to know who he is. He's got his hands full that's for sure" my father laughs as he takes a drink. Bonnie narrows her eyes at my father playfully. "I'll have you know I'm a catch" she says flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder dramatically. My parents laugh at her response.