Badassery Quotes Novelas e Histórias

" Cause I’m feeling like a bad bitch. Better stay the fuck off, or you’ll find out just what bad is. I don’t need nobody to know about my status. A bad bitch. Cause I’m feeling like a bad bitch. I don’t need nobody to be telling me I’m the baddest. Better stay the fuck off, or you’ll find out just what bad is. I don’t need nobody to know about my status. A bad bitch. You keep on watching,

with his head bowed low Diego said, his whole body was filled with endless injuries, and there was no sign of it healing, obviously caused by the poisoned chains. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Those who failed and betrayed the pack are the ones who should be sorry,” I said softly. “You’re all warriors who fought till the end, so never bow your heads low.” They lifted their chins, and I met their eyes with determination, hoping to instill some strength and courage in them. “Enough of the bravado talk already, and let’s get down to business!” Rebecca shouted, her hands clenched into fists, her voice tinged with urgency and frustration.

“The worst thing you can do to a woman is to force yourself on her. Tell you something Liam motherfucking Wright. You took advantage of me, you forced your fucked up dick into me. You broke me, you animal. This is the last time I'll let you hurt me. From this time onwards, I'll retaliate each time you hurt me. The worst you could do is force yourself on me again or just kill me. Which I'm no longer afraid of. I've gone through hell and survived it. Nothing scares me again.” “Bastard son of a motherfucking slut.”

“Making the best of an unpleasant situation. Jessie, you can be a miracle worker. Go on. Put your two cents' worth in. Then turn it into a dollar.” “You need to work on your motivational quotes.” Jessie hugged Hannah and went on her way to meet up with Alrick. * * * Ashley looked in shock at the half-dressed man crowding her in the passenger. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re crazy. Back off. You’re too close.”

” The words slipped out before I could stop them. Her expression dropped. “What did you just say?” “You heard me. Your body looks like uneven plastic. That hip dip? Baby, that’s nowhere near a BBL. Honestly, I think Natasha has serious beef with you, because why the hell do you look like.. ” She cut me off before I could finish my sentence. “Who gave you the audacity to talk to me in such manner?” she barked. I smirked. “It’s giving melted plastic.” “Cupid , my dear, you literally can’t do anything worse than sending me to a 24-hour sex marathon or signing me up for a world record—‘woman who fucked 20 men in 3 hours.’ Go ahead,” I purred, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

she waved her hand around. "A baddie is a girl who is always slaying the game and always on fleek. Though some of them are feminine individuals who are self-assured, goal-orientated, and empowering. They can do anything to get rich. Like the parade of leggy blondes with enormous jugs that he shows up with always introduce themselves that way." She mimicked shaking a hand and began fluttering her eyelashes. "Hi, I'm Barbie doll and the baddest." She started cracking up at her own joke. Her laughter was contagious, and I soon had the giggles as well. I was enjoying being with her and laughing at her despicable brother.

I feel so infuriated, unable to have or do what I want. Who the hell does he think he is?! He does not get to decide what I do. I give my best death glare and conjure the best ‘badass’ line I can think of, “Make me!” I almost shout at him and I confess that daring an already pissed-off man to action might not have been my finest hour.

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