Bad Guys 17 Novels & Stories

“You stay away from him or the next time he tries to talk to you, you call me. The guy is bad news, Mia.” “Because he’s part of the same illegal fighting ring that you’re in?” I spoke not hiding the slight judgement in my voice. Scott looked around sharply before turning to focus on me. He lowered his voice. “No. What we do… it’s for some quick cash but Kaden… he does more stuff. Dangerous stuff.” Scott was dead serious and I could tell. I blinked at him in curiosity. Because I just couldn’t help but be curious. What was Kaden involved in that was so bad and scary and dangerous?

"Read page three." Valentina opened it. A witness statement from a neighbor, Mrs. Chen, dated seventeen years ago: *"I heard terrible shouting. Two boys fighting. The older one—Connor, I think—was screaming about money. Said something about 'you'll pay for this' before he drove off. Then the younger one, Duke, came running out, crying. He looked terrified. His father came after him with something in his hand. I called the police but by the time they arrived, everything was quiet."*

Queen " Okay then, over and out. * Riding through the streets of Gwagulada with his convoys, Badmus enjoys the company of two strippers he picked up at the club. Thanks to his tinted windshields, nobody could hear or see what was going on inside the car except his driver. Things soon get intense between the commissioner and the strippers and before long, they soon get nasty and intimate. Badmus " (moans) Oh yes.. Suck that d--k you b--tches. That's it. Wrap those wet tongues around my mast. Ohh yeah. Stripper 1" Keep throwing more money at us and we might suck that tiny hole between your b--tt cheeks. Badmus " Don't worry you nasty b--tches, Money is no problem of mine.

Regan and Bastian pressed their backs against each other warily. "How much time does the bomb have left?" asked Regan. "Thirteen minutes," Bastian replied. "Carlo will be leaving soon." "Okay. In my experience, they're weak when attacked from behind," said Regan. "Then attack that section." Regan and Bastian ran. They slumped between the legs of the two criminals. Bastian took the stab tool and stuck it in his leg, making him fall down and in pain. Meanwhile, Regan shot the other villain in the back, knocking him down as well. Regan stood up and shot the other criminal to the floor, and both died.

*Monroe's POV* After my session with Matt, I shower at the gym so that I can pick up Cade. Once we get to my place, he puts on the 6th fast and furious movie as we eat our Chinese food. After the movie, it’s about 7, so people should start showing up soon. I see Maddy’s car pull up 15 minutes later and the two girls let themselves in. “Oh good, I was hoping you guys would be here first!” I say and run into my room and emerge with two small wrapped boxes.

He spits out blood and makes a wry face. He uses his own head to jerk forward and smack it against Taranis’s, receiving a slight groan. Then Adam kicks his knee almost causing him to fold but Taranis held his ground and spun him around using his arm. He forces him to the ground as he keeps Adam’s arm locked behind his back to the brink of almost breaking it. “You don’t even know the story, boy. This is between me and her.” Adam groaned, trying to escape his grip. “I don’t need to know some bullshit story to understand your type. A psychopath who deserves to rot in jail.” He speaks through gritted teeth, pulling on his arm further, using his strength to keep it locked in place.

He yells. Nevaeh tries to pull away, but he continues to hit her until she loses consciousness. Once he's done hitting her, he looks up at the camera and says. “Hey, pretty boy. How do you like your girlfriend now? Too bad I had to mess up her pretty face. Oh, well.” He says before he raises a clawed hand and stabs her in the stomach.

“Sure, what do you want to know?” She bites her lower lip, which, I won’t lie, drives me crazy. She’s freaking gorgeous. “Are your brothers like…like you?” I nod my head. As I said, I’m done with lying and covering up for everyone. “Yeah, Mikhail is an angel/demon hybrid, Kell is a Nephilim, and Carrick is a werewolf.” Her brow furrows. “Wait, does that mean Haley knows about Amara and the others?” I hesitate at first, but then I see no point in lying. I mean, she’s already angry at everyone. “Yes, Haley knows. She’s Carrick’s mate, and Amara is Kell’s mate.”

Too bad for the criminal element, I used all my pent up energies and frustration hunting their asses. "Let's finish this then if you're happy with the goods, the boss will be waiting." I passed him the case full of money, which he passed off to one of the goons to be checked for authenticity. This shit was nothing like the movies. It took time and planning to be executed just right. These fucks took their business seriously, down to every last detail and they had the money and resources to carry it out. This fuck Mikhail Zubrinsky could buy and sell three third world countries and still be a multi billionaire.

The Badblood pushed and sends Sisi staggering backwards. Sisi was annoyed. They can't even wound the Badblood. She's too fast plus the multiple arms. She advanced again and rolled. There an open opportunity. Her side was open so Sisi sliced it. The Badblood bellowed in rage. She dropped her swords and punched Sisi in the chest. Sisi flew and landed in the distance. She grunts in pain. Her lungs shutdown. She gasped for air and groaned. Her throat hurts. She passed out.