Bad Batch Fanfiction Novels & Stories

What the hell is wrong with me? We suddenly jolted and turned around when we heard Toni's voice. " Nate babe!" Toni is a fucking idiot. I cursed in my mind, what's there to love about this scumbag. " Coming babe" he responded with a smug expression on his face. " She definitely wants a round two." He said winding his waist in a grinding move and I made a barfing face causing him to laugh as he started to go upstairs. " You know Rya, you should forget about winning Rex's heart, you're not his type. Even though you're all cute now, you still don't stand a chance against Bella"

She continued, tears burning her eyes, "she stole him from me the first time, right in front of my eyes and now she has him again. I don't like him anymore but to think he's that crafty, fooled me all those years but all along, he had eyes for my sister. All the time he dated Luna, he still thought of her, I was just his escape from her. So you see he fooled us all. So you go tell Luna that we're both fools!" With that, she stomped out of the house. Domenico's lips twitched grimly. "You there?" He spoke into his phone. Luna sighed, "Yeah." Silence reigned. "And I blamed her all these years. I thought I didn't really care but I grew to hate her. I feel so bad." "It's not your fault, neither i

"And you? You're so caught up in your jealousy with Cedric that you want to ruin his chances of ever finding happiness even if it's with your own family.” I shook my head, a mixture of frustration and hurt clouding my vision, how can someone this smart in school work be so dumb. "This isn't about being jealous. It's about being responsible, safe , and these are qualities you clearly lack. I'm her telling you that someone is a bad entity in your life and you aren't listening to me"

Some people had already made some sick fan art of the whole ordeal, casting a platinum blonde stranger as Eliza. They weren’t even the worst. The worst had to be the fanfics that had seemingly popped up overnight. I only got through the blurb of one before I had to click out of the site, lest I risk permanently damaging my psyche. When I saw all this, I was a little shocked that I was yet to realise that I hadn’t yet received a scolding call from my mother. But then I checked my phone and remembered I had muted all calls and notifications from her, of which there were many.

My name is Fabiana Smith, I am 17 years old, in a few days I turn 18. I live with my mother and I have two best friends who are crazier than a goat. I had no feelings towards someone, until a fool, handsome, bipolar, crossed my path. At this moment I feel that he will give me a heart attack. If I die, please tell mom that yesterday I stole money from her pig, I made a small hole in the bottom and then I glued it with glue. Okay, I'm being pathetic. You only stole 1 dollar, Fabiana, and it was to buy mint. Ops, I like to look interesting. But you are not. I shake my head and look at Antonio, did I listen well? Did he say he would leave Estefanía? Maybe I imagined it. 一 Q-What did you say? 一 I

Maybe if I drank enough, tomorrow would stop feeling so real. I twirled lazily across the living room, laughing at absolutely nothing as another song blasted through the speakers. The city lights poured through my windows, painting everything gold and blurry. This was good. I was good. I ignored the tiny voice in my head asking why I felt like I was waiting for something terrible to happen. My phone buzzed against the counter. A text, from Daniel. My fiancé. Miss you already, future wife. A smile tugged at my lips despite everything.

Everything went completely still and it was like the silence before the upcoming ravaging storm. His face was so red with anger. If I wasn't in such a situation, I would have taken his picture. Haha! His face was worth looking at. I don't know but I'm kinda liking this right now. I'm just enjoying this moment. And I don't know why? Maybe it's true that behind every good girl, there's a bad girl. Yeah, I know! I'm being silly over here, thinking about such things but I don't know, maybe it's the bad girl hidden inside me who's re-surging right now. I mean, it feels good, falling in troubles like that. "Detention after school for both of you.", Mr Heathcliff's authoritative command boomed in t

I sighed and shook my head. Now I feel bad for being cold to her, but she always find a way to get into my nerves. Valerie Hernandez I feel guilty. I shouldn’t have come, and this wouldn’t happen. How unfortunate I am that the guy happened to be the rude creepy guy that grab my wrist at the bathroom earlier and he is the guy Tyler will be racing with. Ugh… how can this turned out to be worse than I expected? I’m here on good intention, but it seems luck is not on my side.

This makes the couple's love last forever. *** Why is the title of this story The Bad Son-in-Law? Because the men in this story are not good sons-in-law, they are bad. They marry women without the permission of their parents or family, and they do not involve the role of the woman's family in this married life. This story begins with a mistake that ends happily. So that makes women blind with a demonic figure behind the bodies of the men they love.

I smiled, then told Cody to write it down. “Congrats, Mack Daddy, you officially have the worst fantasy baseball team in the history of our league,” Sean teased. “You’ll regret that.” So I was a bit over confident in something I knew nothing about, but if I’d learned anything while working for Craft, confidence was key to success. I stretched and tossed the booklet on the floor, giggling at the silly nickname Sean called him. By how Craft’s eyes found the ceiling and his jaw clenched every time he called him that, I could tell he wasn’t a fan of the name either.