Bad Buddy Novels & Stories

I say, getting to my feet. Grouch moves in, standing next to Missile as he takes in the ink. It means nothing to me but I’m glad Missile knows about this stuff. “Caught him within our border, truck full of weapons, some coke. Seems like he was just trying to cut through, maybe trying to get to somewhere else. Only we’re not a shortcut, we’re your last stop,” Buddy says, crossing his arms. Buddy’s a hell of a tracker, he’s sharp and quick. Someone you want on your team in a pinch for sure. But a killer, a torturer? Nah, not even close. He’s probably the least intimidating person under this roof.

Badoo jumped down from a tree and landed at Maggie's back forcing a dagger into her waist. She roared so loud drawing Sharon's attention. "Nooo!" Sharon screamed out and bouncing on a tree she sent three bullets straight into Badoo's skull and he dropped dead. Sharon landed and without turning back shot the gun men that rushed at her. She caught Maggie and supported her.

Oh the bad moon that was still two long weeks but it was already messing with his head, along side his inner horny wolf. {E} Roman! {R} What? {E} Stop making her look so hot in my head! {R} Now why would I stop, when you already feel like f^- {E} Roman! Stop, she's underage! It's not going to happen! His horny wolf calmed down and knew he'd never dare cross her panty line if she was underage. For the time being, Roman knew he'd had to lock himself up due to the bad moon approaching, because he had a bad feeling, he wouldn't be able to control himself around her.

From the looks of things, I could tell they already dealt with everything that needed to be delt with before I arrived, but something wasn't sitting right with me and that was the fact that the number of enemies was a lot. “You're here.” Jerry said while ripping off his shirt and heading towards me while giving other orders. “Seems you took care of it.” I said and he nodded while looking in the direction of the bodies the men were rounding up. “Is something wrong?” “Yes, a lot of things seem to be wrong. Firstly, they seem to be much weaker than ordinary rogues even though they are rogues and two, they seem they aren't in their right state of mind.” He explained and I didn't really get what

On the bed. Buzzing. The normal sound felt foreign. Out of place. I hesitated. Then moved toward it quickly. Needing something real. Something human. I grabbed it. The screen lit up. A message. Unknown number. My stomach tightened. Slowly— I opened it. One message. No name. No context. Just words. > You don’t remember him, do you? My breath stopped. The room seemed to tilt again. Not as violently as before. But enough. Enough to make everything feel unstable.

It was the ultimate wipe-out skill. Watching the scene unfold, a trace of fanatic excitement flashed in my eyes. I had gambled right. In this apocalypse where all order had collapsed, Ruth was the strongest cheat code, the biggest powerhouse I could cling to. And Callie’s armored vehicle? What was that compared to this?

She crooned to him quietly. “I’ve been Bad my whole life!” He sobbed, clutching her tightly, as if he would fall off the face of the Earth if he let go. “I know.” She said, gently urging him to rise back to his feet. She dried his tears herself. “But today, will you choose to be Good?” ****************************

A message notification made me to unlock my phone, thinking that it was something related to my businesses but it was Ace, my annoying cousin. 'Don’t forget to attend my party. And bring your girl, I’m dying to meet her'. I got so carried away by my work that I even forgot that I was invited to my cousin’s birthday party that was happening the following night. Ace was like my best friend; he knew everything about me, and I knew everything about him. We had different personalities yet understood each other, and we were inseparable. Ace was very friendly, always making bad choices, a party animal and didn’t give a fuck about his future. No one understood why our bond was so strong even when we

I scroll away from that post and find another one right under it, posted within a few seconds after the first one. JAMES SULLIVAN—Blonde. boring. nerd. a pain to look at. Ring a bell? JAMES SULLIVAN—Her number or an address too. Anyone would do just fine. This post gets even more reactions. The comments underneath it are too cringy for me to even go through so I simply scroll again. JAMES SULLIVAN—I just want to pay a visit to a good friend. Friend. I can hear the smirk behind it. I can see those full lips curling up at my misery. When he says that, I know it’s trouble.

Haley obeys her and sits opposite her setting a table in front of them with two cups while Mazikeen pours some tea for the both of them “During the old days, tea has been something people used to initiate friendship and that is why I brought some with me. I want us to be friends” “I will never be friends with a demon” “Why say such hurtful things?” she asks taking a sip from her cup “You woke up my father to use him hurt the people he loves” “Fear not girlfriend-“ “Don’t call me that” Haley shouts “Okay. I guess that was too fast, my apologies. But that wasn’t my doing. Abaddon did that. He’s ugh… what do you humans call it… a psychopath yes? That’s what he is” she says with a disgusted look