Bad Couple Novels & Stories

he responds curtly. Twenty-two years of pure believing he's the baddest. That makes me sigh. I know he's like that, and now I hate it. He didn't even seem or doesn't seem like the type of guy who studies at university. When I first saw him, he was selling marijuana and who knows what else, and he was from a very poorly rated high school. Does he still sell that stuff? Who knows, the important thing is that Owen's monthly payment arrives on the first of each month. "Well, great," I sigh.

Even his name sounded annoyingly attractive. "Let me guess," I said, trying to sound casual. "He’s some kind of brooding bad boy?" Olivia snorted. "More like a walking red flag." I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" "He’s a playboy," Olivia said bluntly. "The kind who flirts with anything that breathes and leaves a trail of broken hearts wherever he goes." She rolled her eyes. "I swear, half the girls in this school have fallen for his stupid charm at some point. You’d think they’d learn."

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

“Boston wasn’t exactly the clean slate I hoped for.” Sienna glanced at him. “You left the badge?” He gave a humorless laugh. “The badge left me. You can’t keep investigating what the department’s being paid to ignore.” That landed heavier than she expected. They stopped inside a half-collapsed warehouse. Cole pulled a tarp aside, revealing a hidden stash — gear, weapons, maps, burner phones. Sienna stared, then raised a brow. “You keep an apocalypse kit?” “Learned it from your boyfriend,” he said dryly. “Jax never trusted a world that told him to play by its rules.”

There was no logical way for her to be obsessing over a bad guy. There was a difference between a “bad boy” and “bad guy.” A bad boy rode motorcycles and littered the streets with cigarette butts; a bad guy shot liquor store owners in the head and stole teenage girls straight out of their bedrooms. Gresso was clearly in the second category. Oh, if Ate Bella only knew, she would be so ashamed of Yrah. Mooning over Gresso like he’s the cutest boy of BTS. It had been a torturous few months. She’d even begun avoiding her Ate Bella because the woman had nothing but questions for her about that day, and Yrah had no words to tell the story. The whole encounter was shameful.

Please be sure to check out my other stories in this platform: The Bad Boy's Problem (Teen Romance) The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery) The Wrong Brother (Teen Romance)

Sia asked suddenly and Nate chuckled. “I told you before, I’m all yours” he replied pressing a kiss to Sia’s forehead. ‘You know what Caleb would call him?” he asked and Sia burst into laughter knowing that it was going to be funny. “What?” she asked a full-blown smile on her lips. “A bad girl’s boy or better still the bad girl’s boy” “Hilarious” THE END.

Singgih. I want to know what the associate looks like. Playing dirty in a project that disserve cost my company. Don't ever mess with me on a job.

and depending on what kind of mood I was in at that moment, I’d either nod or ask what went wrong with the last guy. She would just shrug and then we would go back to our meal while I mentally prepare myself to start seeing Matt who works in finance in his boxer briefs, standing in the middle of our kitchen while sipping coffee from the ‘Best Mum in the World’ mug I got for mum on Mother’s Day. So yes, it is weird sitting across from her now, to have a conversation that is ten years in the making and ten years too late. And it is glaringly obvious that we are both terrible at it.

Daniel Neon lights glow overhead, and loud music blasts into my ears. What a time to be alive...not. I slide around two pieces of ice in my empty glass of whisky. Stephan is dancing with a bunch of half-naked guys on the stage. The worst part is that I'm not even jealous. I'm disappointed. He hasn't paid me any attention this entire night, and it feels like we are friends going together to a party rather than a couple. Where is the romance?