Bad Batch Fanfic Novels & Stories

"I detest people walking out on me." She tisked, relaxing comfortably in her seat. "You'll have to get used to it, il mio cattivo. It's a perchant of mine." He raised a brow. "My nickname for you." Her lips curled up, "My bad guy." He rolled his eyes but said nothing else. "So tell me" She waved off the waiter, "Who is Domenico de Cerintti?" "Answer it for yourself." "I don't know which is why I ask you."

Cassie and I were best friends when I arrived, she was nice and sweet, unlike this monster Natasha has turned her into. Natasha Banks. God saying her name alone makes me wanna hurl. My hatred for this girl surpasses that of this fucking school. You know how every school has a bitchy girl that picks on the weak, nerdy type..well this is her. But I ain't a weak or nerdy type so she's in for a hell of surprise. I smirk, standing up and dusting myself off. "Really Natasha, that's all you could do? Here let me show you how it's done". I shove her HARD, she trips on her heels and topples to the ground along with her so called bimbos.

Oh yeah, obviously Bianca the mastermind. Bianca and I may have a cold war. I mean I don't have any intention to make enemies but when Liam Smith the golden boy in our school, the captain and the point guard in our basketball team became my boyfriend, Bianca immediately declared a war between us. Saying that no one can have him other than her. She even threatened every girls that ask him out but that was before, now he's mine.

We left the area and surely tomorrow will be another day of GREAT news. I am Quinn Amethyst Barclay, a Filipina, twenty and I’m… THE BADASS. First of all, I hate guys second, guys are a freak third, guys are the same. I mean, what’s new with that? Guys are guys and they are cheaters as f*ck! The reason why I became such a hater of guys and romance is because of my dad. He left us when I was fifteen, so basically, I already have senses and I understand what’s happening around me and with my family.

again. I know I shouldn't have lied to the council that Sky is my mate. But I didn't had a choice. What now? They want me to choose between Scarlett and Camilia. Agghhh why am I thinking about it again. It's decided. It's going to Camilia. It has to be. I can't make Scarlett the Queen of werewolves. The girl is too stupid for her own good. She is rebellious . Daring . Like a lioness without chains. She has no stopping. Can she take so much responsibility?

HOW TO BLACKMAIL THE BAD BOY Copyright © Agatha Rose All Rights Reserved. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ The "TBNB" Series by Agatha Rose Young / New Adult : 1. The Bad Nerd Boy - Season 1, 2, 3 2. Asian Potterhead and the Lovestruck Bad Boy ( Hunter Jones & Mey Wang ) 3. The Blonde That Got Away ( Luke & Shanelle Bernucci )

Fight, just stab your head to the death that is the truth. [+27]: Bad story, the author needs to focus on emotions and details. End of story. That's what I think right now. [I think I fit this genre, maybe it's just my preference. The situation happened quite quickly but did not go deep into the feelings of the two, which made me a bit disappointed. Fake can be fake but my bag has to dock. If I open the scoreboard, I will give the work 6/10 stars. This is an unbiased opinion.]... Sent.

She had failed a paper, thinking it was one of the scholarship kids, but unknown to her, it was Lucien's. Not even twenty-four hours later, she had been blacklisted, fired, and cast out of the school and any reasonable job in the country, and all of Europe. He leaned down, breath brushing my cheek. “Fake date me, scholarship girl. You want to make him jealous. I want to ruin her. You hate them both. I hate being bored.” My hands tightened around my books. “You’re insane.” He grinned, slow and wicked. “Takes one to know one.”

"Or would you rather we both ditch everyone and stay in here?" Girls throw themselves at me at every given moment, it was surprising that even though I did like to have a good time with them, I was not the playboy that everyone thought I was. I mean, I am a very bad boy who has done some very bad things…, trust me when I say that I have done some very very bad thing. But I don't just go around fucking everyone because I can. There's class in limited access and I liked to keep it that way but gossips like the Coral Writer, a popular anonymous blogger had painted me black already.

"Max___!" "Fool me once, shame... Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me thrice, b*tch, I ain't your kid! I won't be carrying your cross the entire f*cking time. I'm f*cking done being your get-away card! Whatever it is the two of us had, it's f*cking done!" "But___"