Badass Chick Quotes Novels & Stories

She challenged. "Oh, I can. And, I will." I smirked, crossing my arms over my chest. "You know how the saying goes: What's good for the goose, is good for the gander. If you're going to ruin my vacation, then I'll ruin yours. Tit for tat." "You're crazy." Emory sneered, shaking her head. "And, you're pathetic." I retorted. "A sad, pathetic little girl who's nothing without a man by her side. Tell me, what are you going to do after you've drained him dry?"

she lied , "not a stranger who decided to do it by himself without my consent that’s sexual assault” “You wish….women like you would kill to have me take your dirty clothes off your little slutty body”. "Oh my gosh you’re right,I am really lucky, so lucky don't you see me crying because of joy?” She replied sarcastically. "Quit acting like you don't like being in the same room with me, it's everything that you've ever dream off, sharing a room with a hot idol and young billionaire as famous as me and knowing that almost every woman in the world would like to take your place,is a pretty powerful aphrodisiac, not even a fairy godmother can make such dreams come true".

Damn. “Bravo! You finally get it, you dumbass!” she snapped, her expression filled with a twisted sense of pride. “And to think, at one point, I thought I’d fallen in love with you. But now? You don’t deserve any woman or any company at all. You’re a scumbag, a low-life nobody!”

I ask her, as I stand up from my seat since it seems like this girls are looking for a fight. “Oh wow” “She is such a badass” By now, we’ve gotten everyone in the cafeteria’s attention, the passersby and the people serving the food. “Are you really stupid, or you just don’t know when to back off, you are new here, and you are messing with us, on your first day at that” the one by her left which I think is Vicki. “You’re dumber than you look, woah” I tell her, pretending to be surprised.

“That time you use scrolling through social media and laughing at other people's pain and hurt, if you actually invest it into something meaningful, I'm sure you wouldn't be as pathetic as you are right now.” “That's my girl.” Samantha whispered. Estella's eyes flashed with anger. “You good for nothin—” “Reverse that statement, Estella. I'm good at something because I have a job. I can take good care of myself and get everything I want by myself. I'm iconic, smart and capable. How about you?” she scoffed. “You aren't even good, so where's nothing? Oh, I forgot, you're nothing,” Estella gasped and Jessica facepalmed, while Aiden just stared at them.

There is a specific art to not giving a shit, and a bitch knows exactly what that is. A bad bitch is a term used in many modern songs, and it is not an insult. It means a woman is badass. She has self-respect, confidence, and independence. Rihanna is the perfect example of this. Then there is the boss bitch, which isn’t just a term, but also the title of a book inspiring female empowerment. A boss bitch is successful. She speaks her mind, sets boundaries, and goes for what she wants. The type of bitch you want to learn how to be is an ambitious advocate for herself. She is a force to be reckoned with.

the girl spat “And what makes you special huh? That fake t*ts of yours? The cakey makeup you have? Exposing someone’s bad past to make them look bad just because you’re a jealous b*tch hm?” I spat back “And I’d rather spend my time with someone that has a bad past yet a decent person than a desperate, insecure b*tch like you.” She gasped and slapped me hard “How dare you talk to me that way?! You’re not that fu-”

“I agree.” “I could’ve done that right away and more, guys. The chick was out of this world, the best I’d ever encountered…the way she rode my cock…her boobs bouncing in my palms…a fucking expert. She also held meaningful conversations and her intelligence was piping hot, to say the least. She’s the real deal, man,” I banged the table angrily with a palm, making the glasses rattle. “I fucking lost her because I’m an idiot.” “Touché.” “Go easy on yourself, bro. It’s not the end of the world.”

Daisy laughed uncontrollably, “I wish you well Honey. You’ll be fine, you’ve got this” She said. “Except I don’t. “ I insisted. “Dude has got some good MD.” “What’s that?” Daisy asked, laughing uncontrollably. “Don’t tell me it’s one of those funny abbreviations for shitty words you don't want to say out loud.” She laughed even more. “Well damn, I have to give the word an abbreviation. I really don’t want to sound too plain. But in case you need to know, I’m talking about his ‘Monster Dick’ . He's so blessed down there, goddammit.”

“That’s easy to say when your biggest problem tonight is deciding which bored socialite to ignore.” He chuckled low, and I swear my heart skipped. Determined not to get lost in that sound, I took a deep breath and turned to him. “Alright, Kimani, pep talk time,” I muttered to myself. I sat up straighter, channeling every motivational YouTube video I’d ever watched. “You are not a sacrificial lamb. You are a lioness. A queen. A walking, talking emerald goddess. You will smile, wave, and if anyone tries you, you will blind them with your dazzling gown and sharper wit.”