Novel & Cerita Bad Girl

I need that bad boy to fuck me so hard that I will scream his name, thinking about him got me arouse with lust. I could really see me and Harlem being an idol at school, while all the girls will get jealous of me, and the guys will envy Harlem including Jackson. Because he will have the popular girl on his arm. I cannot wait til we build our fountain of love. I could feel the envy of Charmaine losing Harlem to me, that the way the world works. And so far everything will benefit me, I have the perfect plan to ged rid of Jackson. It will have to involve a girl, as dump as Jackson is he will fall for it no matter what. In the end the good girls always win, that what I am a good girl seeking a b

“A bad girl. It makes me a very bad girl.” A satisfactory smirk splayed across his face. “And what happens to bad girls?” Her body was so primed for him. It was so ready to take him. She wanted to hate herself for it… wanted to hate him for making her feel this way. But she couldn't, not with her body’s needs taking over her senses. Alessandro still carrying her, slammed her against the wall, lowering his head while his hand stayed fixed on her butt, grabbing as much as he could. “Fucking answer me, Isabelle. What happens to bad girls?”

I stood there holding the blanket close to me. “Go!” he turns back screaming and I ran, well as much running as one can do. This is how I was stuck with the bad boy’s…..what? Drugs? Gun? No, this is how I ended up with the bad boy’s baby. I hold the little girl closer to me, shielding her from the cold weather. “Don’t worry Lucy, I’ll keep you safe,” I place a kiss on her forehead and she giggles. As if she understood, a bond is formed.

Savannah answered her innocently. Skyler mentally chuckled seeing the innocence of the girl in front of her. "Yeah. Dominic. Dominic Knight. You know , he is the bad boy of the college." Skyler asked her. Savannah nodded in agreement. "Good." Skyler said. "Now, can you please tell me who is a bad boy?" Skyler questioned her in a calm tone. "Mm! Basically, a bad boy is a boy who does bad deeds." Savannah answered her like a small kid. Skyler mentally slapped herself when she heard her way of reply.

She would do everything contrary to what she has done for the past 16 years of her life. Her friends refused to give up on her, as they tried to readjust her thinking. Each word from them was not helping as Grace has already made up her mind. She has decided to be the typical bad girl. She seeks to be known, for popularity, for something bad but she now views it as good.

She calls it a fashion statement, I call it a miss. I know she’s searching Broadway Gossip site. It’s a gossip blog run by an anonymous person. My guts tell me it’s Olivia, the whole thing reeks of her—the pink themes, boring interface and girly designs but no one knows for sure. The blog is only good for two things; ruining the reputations of Broadway Heights students or updating us on the latest gist. I pause in front of my locker, waiting for the latest update and Maria’s brows furrow as she continues swiping on her screen. I can easily pull out the Samsung phone I got on my last birthday but no, I’ll pass. I made a decision to stay away from that blog after they shared a student’s nude.

“Go.” She grabbed her things and walked away. I look at Hailey, hugging herself and looking down at her feet. “Stay away from someone like her, Hailey. She’s bad news. She plays a good girl, uses you, then treats you like a dog on a leash. Don’t fall for someone’s kindness. They all have ulterior motives, especially when they just came out of nowhere. Choose your friend wisely.” “She came over while I’m waiting for you.” She sat down.

I told her straight-up how her body was betraying her. “You, Kian. You’re in charge,” she breathed out, all needy and grinding herself on my lap. “What happens to bad girls?” I reminded her. Gia whimpered. “Uh, they get fucked in the ass.” “That’s gonna hurt, babe. You’re gonna need me to prep you before I push into your back hole,” I warned. I landed a few more sharp blasts on her ass, making her buck like crazy. “Sorry, sorry,” she chanted, sounding far from fucking sorry.

There is a specific art to not giving a shit, and a bitch knows exactly what that is. A bad bitch is a term used in many modern songs, and it is not an insult. It means a woman is badass. She has self-respect, confidence, and independence. Rihanna is the perfect example of this. Then there is the boss bitch, which isn’t just a term, but also the title of a book inspiring female empowerment. A boss bitch is successful. She speaks her mind, sets boundaries, and goes for what she wants. The type of bitch you want to learn how to be is an ambitious advocate for herself. She is a force to be reckoned with.