Bad Life Novel Novels & Stories

“Did you know that Diabolos’ novel received bad feedback? Hahahaha.” Adrastos raised his head to meet his gaze. “Really? What exactly is the plot of this story?” he asked. They knew well that Diabolos enjoyed writing a book about people who had committed suicide in this place. So it’s nothing surprising to him if his story receives unfavorable feedback on his book because Suicider’s life stories are likewise really unpleasant.

That knocked me up like a ten-wheeler truck, disintegrating my heart in a shit of searing flame. I became a damper the whole ride. And every time they're gonna sprout those walkers, I strengthened myself by covering my ears and closed my eyes tightly in a denomination of being blind. "This is the new world now. Flooded with humanity's blood." I heard him said. He's right. Everything howls bad blood that looks like this world had a tremendous spiced of burning hell. "What's your name?" That made me surprised but I concealed the amusement in myself upon mentioning my name.

CLAIMED BY MY SAVIOUR SERAPHINA & REID The safe house smelled of rust, motor oil, and the faint copper tang of old blood. Nineteen-year-old Seraphina Laurent knelt on the cold concrete floor of the abandoned warehouse outside Juárez, her wrists zip-tied behind her back, silk blindfold soaked with tears and mascara. She’d been here three days, or maybe four. Time blurred when they kept the lights off most hours and fed her only enough to keep her conscious. Her cream-colored dress—once Chanel, now torn at the hem and stained, it was hiked up around her thighs from struggling. Bruises bloomed on her knees and the insides of her arms where rough hands had gripped too hard.

“Hello everyone, welcome to a place where we don't play by the rules .“ A grown man in white suit standing in the middle of the crowded thirsty old rich men announced. This is where desires rot and bloom…where all dirty human fantasies are traded like currency, and anything that happens here stays here . Well, unfortunately not today .. because , with my presence here .. everything that happens here can never stay here . This is one of the biggest underground pub and night club ever in the city . Owned by the YBA billionaire circle. The higher government and rich men who controls the city.

His stern voice, low and menacing, whispered into my ear like a death sentence: “Open your eyes and look at the garbage and sewage beneath this shiny city. If you were born into a poor family, you’d have a gambling father and a p.rostitute mother. They’d sell you to a nightclub after your first period, then take the money and leave you to die. You’d spend your life in a dark, filthy nightclub, where the manager would f.uck you in the name of discipline before you even got your first guest. They’d inject you with drugs, and you’d be dependent on them. If you died, they’d dump your body in an alley filled with filth, waiting for the garbage man to clean you up.”

Then he bent down and rummaged through his turtle shell backpack, pulling out a gaudily covered book. He stuffed it into Yosef's hands. "My sister will come to pick me up later, could you read me a novel first?" Yosef looked down at the novel handed to him. The gaudy cover featured a strange title—"Cold CEO's Ninety-Nine Days of Wife-Chasing: Sweetheart, Don't Run." He frowned; Is this novel suitable for kids? Looking at the author's name again, Godber. Just from the name, it felt like this person lacked talent.

"Remember, you don't have to face it alone. We're here for you." I sighed. I know she is right. I just wish I could find the strength to keep going, even when everything feels impossible. “You know, I was eighteen when I lost the love of my life in war. That day was the worst day of my life. I was hurt and thought life couldn’t be worse than that, but as time passed, the pain turned into happy memories and life started beautifully. That was when I found Dan. He differed totally from the type of I ever dreamed of falling in love with, but as time passed and I knew more and more, I started to like him. We dated and fell in love. A few years passed, and we had our first child, but after a few m

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Only a speck of life was left in her body. She stared at herself in horror and in her eyes she could see her reflection. Her eyes were gray and her hair was brown. She was the Badblood girl. "H...help" she choked in pain. Tears fell down on her eyes. Rila just stared at herself in horror. She felt like her stomach was turned upside down. She looked in the distance and saw a tall man with unspeakable ugliness. His face was out of this world. He was holding an ax covered with thick crimson blood.