Bad Heroines Novels & Stories

What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection? Hesitantly, he read on. It was an erotica, but unlike any he’d skimmed before. This one was relentless, visceral. It followed two main characters: a cruel, hedonistic prince and a cunning commoner who clawed her way to power by becoming his fiancée. The narrative was a twisted dance, first painting her as the ambitious heroine, then pivoting to dissect the prince’s depravities with a clinical, almost sympathetic eye. Just as it dared you to understand him, it revealed the commoner’s ultimate betrayal, transforming her into the story's true villainess.

"But I feel so bad for them, she came all the way from New York and she has no family here, no one it's just so unfair." "You learned all that in the last hour and fifteen minutes?" What the fuck is up with women anyway? It's like they meet each other and shit just starts spilling out. "Well yeah, what's wrong with that? Anyway I think it's awful that she has to go through this and she has no way of getting back to her family, she's ashamed..."

But until then I have revenge cooking up in my head. “Jayson Woods and Miss. Water doesn't know what you release!” Enjoy hurting me and making me feel this way broken. So, enjoy it! This is the last time I will ever let anyone hurt me! That's a promise! To Be Continued. The story about Ashely Williams and Jayson Woods. Coming July 2022 The Badass and the Beta Revenge Part Two Book Two.

Ciara was fast, ruthless, and clearly intent on taking as many lives as she could, but Helen and I were fueled by something far stronger, pure, unbreakable determination. Every swipe, every bite, every clash of teeth and claws sent surges of pain and adrenaline through me, but I couldn’t back down, not with those kids in the corner watching, their safety resting in our hands. Ciara was relentless, fighting like a woman with nothing left to lose, but Helen and I moved as one, each of us covering the other’s weak spots, pressing forward with everything we had. After what felt like an eternity, Helen managed to get behind Ciara, pinning her down as I moved in, finishing her off with one final s

The nerve of that asshole, I swear to fucking God. Jacob mother-fucking Broder needed to mind his own fucking business and shove his nose back in his ass before I did it for him. Prince Charming, knight in shining armor, and bodyguard. Those seemed to be his only roles in his relationship with Leia. He was always treating her like she was some delicate, fragile, breakable artifact or something when she was anything but that. Leia was a strong-minded, independent, and intelligent woman. She never failed to speak her mind or confront others when they were treating others like shit. Unless it was me, of course. That was when she avoided my presence as much as she possibly could.

Leaning back in her seat, she started, “A big bad wolf is usually the most misunderstood one in the pack, someone who’s responsible for everyone. Everyone watches his every step and every expectation of him is high. They do all they can to protect what they have, which sometimes comes with a lot of bad.” I stared at her, unsure of why her words hit so deep in me. It was as if she... knew me. The real me. Despite knowing of my duties, the women in my world considered me the villain, all because I killed and maimed and tortured our enemies to keep our home safe, but this woman, a stranger, thought of this in a new light, one I hadn’t in long. “What if the big bad wolf is just... bad?”

Every time she tried to pick a fight, it felt like punching cotton. No effect. No satisfaction. Just frustration. Scarlett kept running, completely unbothered. "A bad woman?" She asked casually, "What exactly does that mean to you?" That question actually made Hilary pause. Because honestly... she had never really thought about it. She frowned. "Well... a bad woman is... Someone who steals another woman's husband. Or steals her best friend's boyfriend. A manipulative fake sweetheart. Someone with bad intentions, bad morals, messy behavior..." "Something like that."

I need to find her weakness. "What's the matter?" Jenny asks as her red eyes pierce into mine. "Cat got your tongue?" I keep my eyes on her face, studying the bruises coloring her skin into an unflattering purple. The realization hits me then, and I smile inwardly. "No, I'm just stunned beyond words of how ugly half-breeds like you are, not human, but not angel either, you truly have earned the name of dirty half-blood," Hissing, Jenny's lips turn into an angry line. "What did you just call me?"

Villains sure loved to torment each other most of all! "But I'm sure Maddie will manage to turn him back into a simp in record time. That's what scheming bitches are best at—they play men like it's bloody psychological warfare. "They can throw all sorts of abuse at men and somehow manipulate them into drinking their bathwater with some of that sweet nothing," Jean, PhD in "How to Identify a Bad Bitch," stated. "Whatever. These two belong together forever. May death do them part," I replied sincerely.

“Honey, you have always been the bad man. Your kind of people don’t become those gentle and brave prince who saves the damsel in distress princess.” “I see,” Demian said, crossing his arms over his chest as he viewed me with amused eyes. “The prince is men like Rezef Thorn. He is righteous and just and kind. A little misogynistic, but we are supposed to look past that. Then, comes the bad man who is cruel, selfish and gets what he wants. Mind you, there is almost never a bad woman- if there is, then that woman is dumb as fuck. Misogynistic, right? As if women can’t be smart. As I was saying, you are a villain. You keep the princess captive because you want her. The hero tries to save her and