Bad Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Or the friend who spoils you with affection, but nothing serious? What am I to him? He growled, kicking the door open. My bath turned out to be very relaxing for my tense muscles, I liked spending half an hour submerged in the tub listening to music, but I would leave before he returned, and I had to take care of Abby, I couldn't leave her alone any longer. It's strange that he hasn't even come to bother me. That's how good that series will be. Personally, Patrick Blanco is better. Although Edrien had more muscles and his gray eyes were out of this world. But he is an idiot who will never stop being an idiot.

Daddy didn't want any reminders of my shame as he calls it. Now Mindy has been badgering me about going out with her. She knows I'm not allowed but it doesn't stop her from trying every so often. I like hanging out with Mindy, it makes me feel closer to her brother somehow though she never talks about him anymore. In the beginning she'd brought him up every other second but when she realized how much it hurt me she'd stopped. I miss hearing about him but it was just too painful. He was the only boy I'd ever loved. Well boy might be a bit of a stretch. He was twenty-three when I was eighteen. Rumor had it that he was smart but he was drawn to the dark side, fast cars and motorcycles.

But I couldn’t move. Because the grief inside me had started recognizing those words. Not as manipulation. As longing. Another sentence. YOU PROMISED YOU WOULD RETURN FOR HER. A horrible sound escaped my throat. Not fear. Pain. Memory. I remembered the final night again. The kingdom burning. The gate unstable. Entities flooding the palace. And somewhere beneath the castle— a child crying alone in darkness while Selene screamed her daughter’s name. The memory shattered apart violently. I collapsed against the wall gasping.

Fire me? An idea flashes in my mind. I do want to leave without incurring his wrath. If he sends me away, my escape will be none of his business. Even after I have made up my mind, my stomach is a bundle of nerves as I say, "I write about you." Rhys raises a brow. "So you really are a writer. Is this a boring biography or data for a blog no one will ever read?" Is he kidding me? There’s nothing boring about his life. Even if all he does is work and bark orders, a blog about him would attract millions of readers.

but who doesn't like some type of bad boy *Wink* if yall have any favorite Genres just hit me up let me know after all I aim to please you guys we'll I guess that's all for now readers I've taken up enough of your time as it is time for me to get back to writing I love you all remember that. with love ❤️ Bj

Fuck. Alicia was haunting my life like a fucking ghost. What made everything worse was the fact that I had no fucking idea where she was. I tried to look for her but couldn’t find her. One of my workers had told me that he had seen her at the grocery store with that good-for-nothing asshole, Sebastian. The thought of him touching her, or even being next to her made me so mad. I knew that no man in his right sense would miss the opportunity of being with Alicia, she was so fucking gorgeous. A part of me had expected that she would come back the next day after chasing her away, but she never did. I knew that she was in love with me, but her last words kept on making it hard for me to believe t

However what I didn’t expect were the stumbles of anger that flipped me over the next seconds. “I don’t know who the fuck had led you into this jungle full of horny wolves, but I’ll grace you with the count of three to bolt out… Over my bed body would they prey on you.” Is this Jordan-freaking-I-don’t-give-a-fuck exhibiting the possessiveness I can remember coming across in those typical comic books?

“I can’t believe everyone is pointing fingers at me for exposing a bad person.” Amber didn’t flinch. “Him being a bad person isn’t the issue. You were excited, Jace. Excited to tear them apart. Excited to make Zara see Noah as the villain.” “Well, he is a bad guy.” I answered, unrepentant. “You don’t even have real evidence,” she shot back. “You don’t know the full story.” “What other story do I need?” I exploded, frustration boiling over. “God, what the hell is wrong with all of you? Why are you all acting like I’m the bad person here?”

Austin frowned as he reached for my work ID, but before he could glance at it, Isla snatched it away and ripped it to shreds. "What are you doing?!" I snapped. She flung the fragments in my face with a sneer. "Still trying to fool Austin with a fake ID? Don't bother. I saw through your little trick long ago." Her laughter rang sharp and cruel. "Look at you. The best you could manage is selling yourself to some decrepit old man. Though I doubt anyone would even want you."

“Not physically, not yet, but just… watching him fall apart piece by piece.” Theo grins. “You mean the way you did to that transfer kid in sophomore year?” I smirk. “Exactly.” Damian leans back, folding his arms. “This Sloane thing—” I cut him a look sharp enough to slice through bone. “What Sloane thing?” He raises a brow, unbothered. “The fake dating. The ‘let’s ruin the ex-best friend and his little plastic girlfriend’ thing.” My jaw flexes. “That’s not what it is.”