Novel & Cerita Bad Buddy Novel English Translation

Hi Nanuet ,I see you are quite early today ,Patalekah my worst nightmare at the palace, came forward to me with her stupid minions . " Patale lays ladaya waqt min 'ajl harayik , 'ana mashghul hqan , lidha yurjaa aliaibtiead (Patale ,I don't have time for your nonsense so please stay clear I am really busy) I said not even spearing her a glance I don't want to embarrass myself with English. "My name is Patalekah,you idiot and why can't you speak in English ,oh wait I think I know why because you are dumb ,she mocked me and her two stupid friends laughed .

I'll be forever pleased that you're interested in my book. I'm also relieved that I finally ended this book because it has been months of writing this! I started this in the last week of July, but I wrote it in my native tongue and only translated it into English when I discovered GoodNovel and publishedpublished it here. So yeah, this is my first novel published and completed here. I know that you somehow discovered many faults and grammatical flaws throughout the book, and to be honest, I keep revising every portion to the point where I am stressed about finishing it because I am, in fact, extremely insecure in my writing, especially in grammar, because English is only my second language.

Then his eyes widened. “Oh sht! Zoom in! ZOOM IN! It’s Boss Dark! Holy mother of fcking hell! He’s fighting alone! Look at that monster! Dropping enemies like flies! Damn! Sht! A bullet! Is it gonna hit me? Nah, I’m too pretty to die. My babies, don’t worry! I’m still a virgin. It’s hard to kill bad weeds like me! And if I do die, visit me in hell, my honeys! We’ll make it hot down there—heh heh heh! Oh crap! Rifles! They’re firing! Sht—boom! All gone!” Meanwhile, in another corner of the battlefield, Dark gritted his teeth, his gun trained on the backs of two kneeling Mafia bosses.

chided Dominik who was eager to tease his son. Alex snorted in annoyance. Hearing his father say the word criminal made him remember Oliver's sentence saying he was a criminal who did not deserve to love Angelina. "Tsk, I'm not a criminal!" Alex snapped. "By the way, Angelina, you haven't given me an answer yet. Do you still need time to think?" said Alex who remembered he was still waiting for Angelina's answer. Angelina also looked away in embarrassment. Yes, Angelina was embarrassed to remember the incident on the rooftop earlier, when she had the wrong person and she had spoken at length to the wrong person. Until the stranger ended up cursing at her. How embarrassing!

Goodbye to it. Adrian and I left again and I threw away the cigarette that was only half full. "Where did you meet that? She's also beautiful but Camilla is still more beautiful." Its language. I no longer answered what he said and we started walking towards the entrance. ------------------------- Hello to all of you, I apologize if my English is not that good in this story. Because this is a Tagalog story, I am Filipino and I hope I made you happy somehow.

‘This book is about the Italian Mafia, which is based mainly on the Italian mainland and Sicily. As such, when the main characters talk to each other sometimes it is in Italian, if you do not understand Italian I have translated the words into English in the brackets. The Italian speech is to make the storyline more authentic and I believe it enhances it. It will not distract from your enjoyment of the plot or the characters. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you

But I can't. Wait!! I can. A mischievous idea suddenly came into my mind as a devious smirk curled up my lips. I took my phone out and approached G****e for help. But which language should I choose. Spanish is fine, I guess. I pressed the search button before typing, very VERY bad words in Spanish. The page opened and there were many Spanish bad words along with the English meaning. But I selected the two easy one. One was, Qué cabron- what a bastard.

Good day, my dear readers. This is Author Cloud speaking. Thank you for taking your time to read this story. I truly appreciate your support and your interest in the world I am building here. I would like to let you know that every language used in this book, whether Italian or Russian, has been translated for you. You will find the meaning written at the bottom of the sentence. This is to help you follow the story with ease and enjoy reading without confusion. Please read, relax, and enjoy the journey. There is so much more ahead, and I’m glad you’re part of it.

“It's alright. I bet Dante had something to do with it too.” She sighs, closing and opening her sapphire blue eyes. “I hope I didn't hurt you.” “No, but the bump was slightly painful no doubt.” I smile, hoping it gives her some sort of relief from whatever that's making her looking this upset. “Sorry.” She dusts off something from my shirt, “Are you—” “I'm so sorry, tesoro. I didn't know the files were infected.” A guy in a sleeveless gray shirt and loose black jogger pants spurts out his apology from behind us, his Italian accent instantly replaced with his heavy breathing like he just finished a marathon run.

Badmus curved himself into a ball in a bud to find a little bit of the warmth that he could find in the prison cell where he lay. His whole body felt like it was burning. The weather was cold , very cold . Yet there was no dirt of provision for him to rest his head. For the past many days , he had been going through one torture to the other. But he had refused to yield . There was no way he was going to yield. The only worry he had in his mind was the arrival of Tamina. How was Ruckus able to find her ? Not just find her , he equally brought her. Perhaps, a kidnap scenario. But that was a call for war . Going I to another pack to get someone out without any proper methods if approach was a g