Bad Girl Novels & Stories

Emma said and she was clearly trying to push her cousin from dating me. I couldn’t say that I disagree with Emma on that quote, but it was sort of true. Bad boys weren’t attractive to me and I found them trying hard and unappealing. Sometimes they could be a bit aggressive and their temper was the worst part of their trait. They were also cunning, too much of a womanizer, and sometimes they could get a bit narcissistic. But I wouldn’t deny that despite these traits, they were great in bed. They were quite adventurous and they gave you more thrill. I guess that was what Emma was referring to when she said that bad boys bring heaven to you. “Who the hell is Julia Michaels?” Danny asked Emma.

-I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan]. You aren't bad unless you have your own sigil/symbol/mark. -how about a pink panther better yet a tigress? You aren't bad unless you've met all the requirements on the bad list. -I'm the reason they made this list. You aren't bad until you've proven you are bad. - Not to toot my own horn or whatever...but I make the 'faceless men' run for cover. You aren't bad until everyone acknowledges the fact that you are indeed bad. - It's hard to deny.

What does she mean by that? “You know, I’m really not a bad person. I realize that my image puts off a different vibe, so if you don’t want to be associated with me I understand.” Her eyes widen in shock and she replies “No! That’s not at all what I meant. I meant that around here, I’m not exactly what you would call ‘popular.’ In fact, hanging around with me is basically social suicide.”

Bad girls underneath like that You know how I'm feeling inside Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout All girls wanna be like that Bad girls underneath like that You know how I'm feeling inside Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy (Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you) Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy (Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you)

The bass thumped through Ava St. James’s bedroom like a heartbeat that refused to retire. Wrapped in a silk robe the color of champagne, she twirled in front of the mirror and laughed at herself for laughing. Usher’s “Bad Girl” was far too bold for a woman who knew better—and exactly right for a woman who knew herself. Seventy looked good. Better than forty, if she was honest. Forty still tried to impress people. Seventy only had to please the mirror.

BLURB After catching her boyfriend in bed with another woman, Arlyn wants two things for Christmas: distance from heartbreak and a fresh start. A disastrous airport chase, a mistaken identity, and, yes, a bite mark later, she meets the hottest man she’s ever seen… and the biggest jerk she’s ever attacked by accident. She thinks she’ll never see him again. Until she walks into her mother’s new husband’s mansion— And finds the airport stranger standing in the foyer.

Liliana Humphrey was born to rule. Daughter of a powerful Alpha, heir to a thriving kingdom, and promised to a mate chosen to secure her future, her life was destined for greatness—until her father died under mysterious circumstances. His death shattered everything. Her once-protective stepbrother turned cruel, determined to steal the throne at any cost. Framed for her father’s murder and betrayed by the mate she was meant to marry, Liliana was tried, condemned, and cast into exile—left to die alone in the wilderness. But death never claimed her. Instead, she was taken by Gerald. Ruthless. Untouchable. Feared across kingdoms. A biker Alpha with a reputation soaked in blood and power.

Lemme explain. Imagine this: a bad girl in school known for her devious, merciless nature and reputation suddenly shows up dressed up like—wanna say—Sleeping Beauty. What do you think is gonna happen? It's gonna be like the Apocalypse. Worst part? Her senior folks are gonna walk in with her. It's gon' be like a princess with two bodyguards. No—two devils! Why did I not think of this in all of my plans? "Uh... Ari... Ari..." A hand was being waved in front of me.

"Wha- what-- what do you want, M-Matty?" "I want you to pick, slut." "What-- ah-- tell me-- which is which--!" I withdrew my fingers and pulled her roughly to her knees. "Bad girls get their asses fucked." Leaning over her back, I whispered into her ear, "And good girls beg for it."

"You've told me before but a bad boy is my type. They are good in bed, hot, sexy, protective, possessive, and love hard when they fall for someone for the first time." I grimaced as I wondered if there was something wrong with her in the head. Lucas Hamilton was not looking like someone who can change and the way she identified him made me uncomfortable as I was sure he wasn't good in bed or whatever she meant. Andrea must've read a lot of erotic books that she didn't know what she was saying. "...and if he's so bad, I will change him as I said before," Andrea said and nudged my arm with her elbow. "He'll be one lucky man when he falls for me. What do you think? Am I a perfect girl for him,