Am I The Ahole Novels & Stories

I am damaged. I never loved you. You're were a mistake. "Fuckkkk! Me!" Fuck. Fuck. I barked out and grabbed hold of my head, and banged it on the steering wheel. I am just like her! Cold. Heartless. Evil. Monster.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

Sir I don't like this place, this place is below our standards. You have to get rid the intruders if you ever want to leave this location, with your sufficient experience it won't be a problem right! This was discussion between jake and his subordinate at one part of the capital. The blood fiend sect...

“Spotted: Queen B and ex-Queen. Can two queens coexist in peace? Not in the streets of Howlstone. This semester seems to hold an exciting path for everyone, and I am officially back to unravel them. Watch your backs because I am everywhere.” “Asshole,” I muttered, tossing my phone into my bag as I leaned back, closing my eyes.

“Tick me off one more time, I dare you, idiot.” Damn, she really is pissed off. Her face was red and her knuckles were balled into a fist. I bit my lips then leaned closer. And my game face was on. “I am an idiot.” I whispered in her ear. “A total idiot for you, babe.” The moment Ahbaya heard this, she immediately pushed my face away and laughed like crazy. Clapping her hands as I winked on her. "That's so tacky! Is it one of those lines you use on those old hags you bang, huh?!"

I asked, cold, biting. I was sick of it. I was disgusted by this whole world. If Amon wants to die, fine—let him just end it. He’s got everyone in the world who loves him, but me… Not even one… there isn't a single person in this world who actually loves me.

enjoined "Ali, for everything, to the one who compelled you to lose yourself to turn into this free, untamed beast...." She uttered those words until she found herself under his iron fist, his palm around her neck stifling her breath, his eyes empty. Two fires, his breath on fire, his tone of voice coming from the depths of Hell: "How do you know what I went through? And what do you know about me? And what do you know about my monsters, my spectra, and my hell? You don't know anything, and this word I'm sorry and comfort yourself because I don't need it from you understand?

It was not ideal to say the least, but it was efficient enough for my inconsistent bank account. “Holy Coyote Ugly!” Aimee teased on the other side of the phone as I fixed the halter top behind my neck and looked into the mirror. I suppose it was an accurate comparison and not too far from the truth. Because even if this gig wasn't based on morals, it gave amazing tips. “I might bring some friends by-”

"Better than you know yourself." "That's not an answer." "It's the only one I can give you tonight." Frustration rose in her chest, hot and sudden. "People say you've killed thousands. They say you're cursed. They say you cannot die, and I saw the number above your head today, and it said zero, and you're still standing here as if that means nothing at all." Her voice cracked slightly on the last word. "What are you?"

"Shown by appointment." John Wilson was the agent's name. "I wonder if he's related to Asshole Wilson? I asked myself. Asshole Wilson was a guy I went to high school with. His actual name was Walter. I have called him Asshole and a few thousand other less than flattering names since I found out it was him that ruined the last month of high school and banished me from California for seven years. Asshole had wanted to take Crystal MacGreggor to the prom. He wanted her for his girlfriend. Problem was she was dating me and had agreed to go to the prom with me.