Bad Influence Novels & Stories

Stand alone when you need someone its the hardest thing of all that you see are the bad, bad, bad memories take your time, you'll find it. It is right that I already see his monsters. It is right that I see his pain. And it was terrible. To be honest, I'll admit now, he is terrible. He's scary. He's bad. Really, really bad. He kills, he do bad things, but I can't understand, why? Why does my heart is still beating for him?

"Nobody is worthless just because that person is infertile. Can we measure the value of someone's feelings or pain? Can we measure the true value of a human? Can we measure the value of the crap that you utter, Sir? This lady is worth every star of the sky." "What did you say?" "Think about the words that you just said to this charming woman." Do Sejin stands up and walks to the woman's side who is looking at him with wonder. "Good things can happen to bad people. Bad things can happen to good people. Only terrible things happen to horrible people." A warning. "Today's youngsters don't know how to speak with their elders." Someone grumbles. Soon, other voices join that person. Everyone start

Lucian answers. "Everyone has good in them, no matter how much of a big bastard they are. People aren't completely good or bad, white or black, they are grey. Even the best person has something bad in them. And even a person like you, completely bad, you do have some good in yourself, although you're the darkest shade of grey... But yeah," she looked at him, "being good or bad doesn't matter for people. Because if you're horrible to someone... No matter how good you do for others... You will always remain horrible for them." The words pinched Lucian badly, but he kept his calm.

a mental asylum. The case was closed and now, what would she do with her life? She would look for Aline, how much she missed her and how bad she had done her with those bad meetings... We are used to hearing warnings about bad companies, they often recommend us to stay away and avoid them. However, most people do not give us a deeper explanation that allows us to understand why. Bad company or bad friendships affect our lives because they actively influence our perceptions, decisions and habits. This unconsciously forces us to act and think in a certain way, which we do not question and is harmful to development. What are Bad Companies? Bad companies are those that arouse negative qualities

“Look, I’m late.” “You know about him. You know who he is. You knew at the club, and he scared you.” Her face goes a little paler. “His family is into some bad shit and you might think you know but Talia that’s really not all.” “He own Blacktop.” “Yeah, well as you know, do the math and stay away from him. He’s bad news.” She sighs. “I really gotta go. I’ll walk you out.” “At least tell me what kind of bad shit.”

Slowly— She closed her locker. The soft click sounded louder than it should have. Then— She turned. --- The boy stood there. A few steps away. His fists clenched at his sides. Eyes red—not from sleep. From something else. Something heavier. Grief. Anger. Blame. All mixed into something ugly. Something raw. Something real. “He would still be alive if you had acted sooner, bitch.” --- Silence. Complete. The hallway didn’t just quiet down.

He said, gesturing towards Asteria, Damian, and Oliver. “Correction.” Damian countered. “We snuck into a senior party the summer before school started, so we were younger than you and your gang of friends. And we managed to get in and party without being detected the entire time we were in there. That’s the difference. You guys here got spotted in under an hour by someone who wasn’t even trying that hard to catch you. No offense, but that’s pitiful.” After what seemed like an eternity of angrily tapping away on his phone, Oliver groaned in frustration. “There’s some sort of traffic situation going on, so all the roads to our place are blocked. I can’t find any cab that’ll take them home.”

I rolled my eyes, but before I could put my phone down, another message appeared. WRONG NUMBER: my turn. I have to do something today I really don’t want to do ME: what? The dots appeared. WRONG NUMBER: admit I’m bad at something I frowned. ME: sounds serious WRONG NUMBER: devastating actually ME: want advice from someone who told a person no and survived? WRONG NUMBER: obviously I thought for a second. Then typed: ME: maybe being bad at something doesn’t mean you’re bad. maybe it just means you haven’t figured it out yet

"You've got the rest of your life to be annoying? Can you take a day off? You'd think it's your full time job." "Your attitude is absolutely disgusting."she gasped. "So is your personality, but you don't hear me complaining about it." I replied. I'm Amelia Black. The daughter of Collin and Maria Black. I'm what the people call the "Bad Girl". They started calling me that so I started becoming that. My reputation started because of what happened in my past and ever since then people won't even give me a chance to explain myself. I didn't believe I would ever meet someone who would see past my bad reputation, until I met him...

There was no logical way for her to be obsessing over a bad guy. There was a difference between a “bad boy” and “bad guy.” A bad boy rode motorcycles and littered the streets with cigarette butts; a bad guy shot liquor store owners in the head and stole teenage girls straight out of their bedrooms. Gresso was clearly in the second category. Oh, if Ate Bella only knew, she would be so ashamed of Yrah. Mooning over Gresso like he’s the cutest boy of BTS. It had been a torturous few months. She’d even begun avoiding her Ate Bella because the woman had nothing but questions for her about that day, and Yrah had no words to tell the story. The whole encounter was shameful.