Novel & Cerita Badass Book Club

This story may be triggering for some. It does have bad language, dark sexual themes and scenes in a bdsm club. Please beware. Brandt "Boss, I've got a young lady out here that says there is an emergency and she needs to get her mother from inside the club.” I heard this in my earpiece. It’s Wednesday night and well, never a dull moment in a BDSM club, no matter what night it is.

Wrong (Bad Boy Billionaires #3) *BLURB* Henry Cavendish was my ideal man. He's a compassionate lover and definitely husband material. Almost everything about him was right. However, Adam Cavendish was stirring up my hormones. He's an ultimate womanizer, an expert kisser, and heck, he was my boss! So everything about him was wrong. I was suddenly torn between two hot lovers. There shouldn’t be a choice. Sharing is a great sin, but I wanted them both.

"The one and only. Is that an alien on the cover?" "Yes." I flip it around and show her properly. "A sexy blue one. It's great." Peyton blinks, and I clear my throat. "I'm Gardenia. And I'm reading this for a naughty book club. It's awesome, and you should totally join." I don't invite just anyone to our precious book club, but this girl clearly needs some sexy aliens in her life. She's staring at the book like a door's just opened in her brain.

We submit Maddy’s name and on Thursday the seniors have an assembly during last period so the planning committee can announce the King and Queen nominees and so we can vote on the theme. We gather on the bleachers in the gym and the choices for the theme are Casino Royale, Moulin Rouge and Great Gatsby. There were way too many feathers and tassels for my liking in the teaser slides for both Moulin Rouge and Great Gatsby so my vote goes to Casino Royale which thankfully ends up winning. I lean over to Cade and whisper, “Do we think there will be poison martinis and assassinations there?” “Would be a lot more fun if there were,” He says back and I laugh quietly.

"Sorry, but I'm gonna rate your date as lame, but you're my bestie and I'm gonna support you in every decision you make." "Even the bad ones?" "Eh? You don't make bad decisions, do you?" She asked. "I don't know." We walked into the hall and sat beside each other. After three hours straight from the seminar, we barely made it alive once we got out of the hall. "I hate seminars," Ciara stated. I chuckled and then patted her on her back, "You'll love it soon." "Urrgh!" She groaned. "Quit groaning, it's useful to me if it ain't for you."

Book Three of the Badboy Trilogy Written by: Vendité Johnson The Badboy Trilogy Book One: How to Destroy a Badboy Book Two: The Emancipation of a Badboy Book Three: A Rhapsody for the Playboy Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

, precious asked. Sonya looked up at her confused, "Who?", She asked. She arched her brown,"Uhm..The badboys",Precious replied. "Isn't it obvious, apart from them been popular and hot bad boys the reason why girl's trip for them is for money", Sonya replied as Precious took the magazine from her and began to scroll through looking at their pictures. She got to the third and the magazine got finished," Where is the fourth guy?", Precious asked.

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I was relieved to see there were no men here, at least if there was going to be a man he should be gay and we all agreed to that. We were six. Cindy Bellman, Aisha Mohammed, Drew Finch, Jessica Boston, Lexi Hale, and me. We were just six beautiful ladies who loved to talk about our favorite books and rant about how JK Rowling is a bitch for her transphobic tweets. Sometimes we'd just go out to have some fun. We weren't just a book club we were a sisterhood. Lexi's mystery thriller novel will be out next month and I'm so happy for her, there's no room for jealousy or spite because as women who moan over hot fictional characters like Christian Grey we can not bash each other all we have is lov

“I’ve seen so much danger here that I’m worried about walking down the street by myself.” I swallowed down the thought that if I stayed here, the bond between the Game Master and myself would surely grow. “There’s good and bad people everywhere, unfortunately. And I’ll make that easy for you.” She squealed, popping up from the bed. Her wheat-colored hair fell around her shoulders in silky waves. “You can come with me and Ally this weekend to Obsidian. It’s the most popular club in the kingdom, and it’s near impossible to get into. I put Ally and I on the waiting list last year. Feel free to invite your mate if you’re feeling generous.”