Bad Monkey Review Novels & Stories

Azfarin slowly turned her head to see the boy sitting with her face turned red with her lips parted. "Turn the Bus Turn the Bus Basted" The same man screamed who was now standing over the driver's head. And he was told to turn the bus. The road was heading towards Sydney's forest. Everyone was squealing now. Everyone thought they would get off the bus after returning the luggage, but they had probably taken the bus hostage. A woman was crying loudly. "Please, please, please." She was crying with both hands. The English-speaking black man was now stepping fast towards the woman.

He was a drug lord and he was trafficking girls, and I knew that Alicia wasn’t safe around him. The thought of what he could have done to her made my skin crawl. I felt sick and so lost at the same time. What was Alicia doing in Bogotá? I had no answers to all the questions that I had. I was so mad and the only thing that I wanted at that moment was to put a bullet in his head. Smash had declared a huge war and I knew that the only person who would come out alive in the war was me—killing him was now at the top of my bucket list. An hour later, I pulled over to my driveway and went straight to bed but I couldn’t sleep that night, trying to come up with a way to save Alicia.

BOOTY CALL; The name flashed on my screen, and with a grimace, I tapped on the screen. "Are we still up for tonight?" The text read, and to my surprise, all I could do was groan in disgust and frustration. Literally a week ago, this text would have sent a rush of blood to my cock, hardening me instantly as I looked forward to our therapy sessions. But not all I could do was stare at my phone in disgust, as I detected my reply;

Loud explosions echoed in the air as some cars crashed and burst into a ball of flames. Too bad. This sickened me but I knew that was how the game ranㅡ on the deaths of people. “Left, left, left!” I shouted, yanking the wheel as I hoped my team mates heard me. Ava. Drake. Tommy. Behind me, Tommy’s panicked voice cracked through the line. “I can’t—shit, I can’t do this, Slade! This was a mistake! I want out! This shit is crazy!” Drake cursed, his voice harsh in my ear. “You’re the one who dragged us into this, Tommy! You begged me to talk to them! You begged me to involve him for you to win!”

I looked at the knife in his hand and slowly backed away, trying to appeal to whatever sense he had left. "Home invasion robbery is a prison sentence. Are you sure you want to take that kind of risk for just some money?" He didn't care. "Cut the talk and hand over the money. Jessica will handle everything afterward." He added, "Even your parents won't let you press charges against me." His words turned my blood cold. He was right. Even if Eleanor found out, she'd side with Kaden and make me drop the charges. I wasn't worth a thing to her.

he cheered his beer bottle with mine and took another big sip and told me in his baby voice and I was blank on who he was talking about. “Who’s your Choi? And when did I become your baby, big brother” I lashed at him with my bottle for calling me a baby and he again laughed like he never cared about my lashing. That audacity of his!! “Who’s the bad boi now" he was so drowned in his evil laughter and God, I really wondered whether he was human or not because how could a man have such a care free attitude??? “You haven’t seen my bad boy face yet Mike. I’m more terror than you know" I breathed and threatened at him and I too felt myself being like a joker. Wow, the drink had really hit my head

he asked him. “No, you don’t. You just wait. The lone wolf will get you if anything happens to me.” The boy said “The lone wolf?” Sebastian asked amused “Yes. Sebastian the beserkir. He would gut you!!! He’s a total badass.” He said, filling up the former’s ego without actually knowing it. Mara had never felt more embarrassed for a person than she did at that moment. She wanted to rush off and cover his mouth with her hands, but he kept spewing his nonsense.

"You know she was the best stress relief toy for me, just one tiny cut on her body and the blood would be flouting out... that was the most beautiful view you know. I never had any sexual urges towards her but when she denied my order.... I wanted nothing but to show her the real place" He was looking so twisted, like a crazy Maniac, how can someone find their own fun in other's suffering? how can someone hurt others just to satisfy their needs? "You need a doctor Andrew, you are sick!' "oh no Marilyn, the only 'thing' I want is you.... you stolen my stress relief toy , now be one..." ___________________ Hope you liked it 8⁠-⁠)

\ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ Don’t mean to complain but the criteria in this book company is getting worse everyday for earning money. I might shift to some other platform after writing a couple of books. Perhaps I could go back to W*****d, I do miss writing for free and just enjoying the people reading. It was fun rather than having to crank out a certain word limit. Don’t mean any offence though, goodnovel is a great opportunity and I think we should always try out new things in life :). \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \

Danilo’s POV I stood outside the liquor store clutching the brown paper bag like it might blow up in my hands. My stomach was twisting and flipping nonstop. Beckett Reynolds had me. He had me cornered like a rat and he knew it. My head kept running in circles, thinking maybe there’s a way out, but every thought just looped back to him. Back to that smug grin. Back to his voice in my ear, calling me good boy.