Baddie Caribbean Novels & Stories

"u..u mean am a badluck..uggghhh...and first of all my house is not at this street...so take a turn from here " He looked at her with blank face..and devil eyes which can scare anyone..but she was not a little effected by them..he came very close to her and speak in dangerous voice "am not Ur driver and u already enjoy enough of Ur free ride... this area is safe ..u can go from here anywhere u want...do u understand "he said, styling his hair...and moved back..

But he just chuckled while opening the passenger door for me. "Come on, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago. I would have probably suffocated you with a pillow and then tossed your corpse in the bathtub." I gasped in shock, " You wouldn't dare Jake William! Because if you do, Gg will kick your ass." I scoffed while stepping out of the car. "Who is Gg?" "He's my pet camel and he can kick ass pretty good." I challenged him. He broke into laughter, "Are you seriously threatening me with a camel?"

“Brave words for someone stuck in a cage. But you see, you’re not the only ones with plans. The Boss has his eyes set on Luna. He doesn’t need you alive, he just needs her brought to him. And you’re in the way.” “Don’t you see?” I pressed, feeling the anger boiling within me. “Iris won’t come crawling to him. She’ll come for us, and she’ll tear through every obstacle in her way. You underestimate her.” “Underestimate her?” The rogue’s smile faded, replaced by a glare that could curdle blood. “You have no idea what she’s up against. The Boss is far more powerful than you realize. He’ll break her before she can reach you.”

he responds curtly. Twenty-two years of pure believing he's the baddest. That makes me sigh. I know he's like that, and now I hate it. He didn't even seem or doesn't seem like the type of guy who studies at university. When I first saw him, he was selling marijuana and who knows what else, and he was from a very poorly rated high school. Does he still sell that stuff? Who knows, the important thing is that Owen's monthly payment arrives on the first of each month. "Well, great," I sigh.

Man,I felt awkward. Ony way to the car park,I met Micah ,who was about to drive home. Girl,I miss my Porsche.I wa going to call my dad first chance I got to ask about the process of shipping my car. "Hey ,need a ride",Micah asked pulling up to me. "No,thank you.My mom is picking me up". "Alright,guess I will see you tomorrow then" "Yeah,bye", I said with a smile. "Bye,rich girl",he said with a smile ,starting his car and pulling out of the school gates.

“Engaged? Yes. Met him? Nope. I saw her dancing around the kitchen by chance before I left the house. That was after I found a huge diamond ring on her vanity when I went looking for her hairdryer.” That’s how I know she’s already engaged to him and it’s final. My feelings won’t even change a thing. “Back up, a diamond ring?” Cassidy asks and I roll my eyes at her. “Is that the only thing you got from what I just said?” “A freaking diamond ring, Addie. That means he’s loaded. Isn’t that a change from the usual?” Now that she mentions it, it really is a change from the usual jobless, hungry, and useless pricks my mother used to date. It’s like she’s a magnet for these sorts of men.

“How bad was the day?” Olivia considered. “Scale of one to ten?” “Sure.” “Jack.” Tessa didn’t hesitate. “We’ll take six. To start.” The waiter nodded and disappeared. “Love that for us,” Isabella said, adjusting her bracelet. The shots arrived quickly. Clear liquid in neat little glasses, lime wedges on a small plate beside them. They didn’t wait. Glasses clinked. “To bad decisions,” Tessa declared. “To better ones,” Isabella corrected.

Either that, or we needed to tread carefully before we were wiped out by going against him. “Garrett, the leader of the Caribbeans,” I read with a frown, finding it a bizarre name. I knew of many mafia organisations, but I didn’t know anyone with the name Caribbean. “Is it just coming up or something?” I asked myself, trying to place a finger on it. It didn’t make sense how a nameless organisation would suddenly appear with many men strong enough to destroy the Faction, the name of the group that John led. Something was not adding up.

I cleared my throat and greeted everyone, trying to sound very confident although Wilder’s absence was weighing me down. “Good morning, I presented this proposal weeks ago and it was turned down because of how badly I had presented it but I’m here to I’ve checked my facts and I’m here with better information” I promised and heard a snort from Louis. “Okay the Caribbean is popular for having small banks, it’s a tax haven and big-shots lawyers find the place interesting. From my research, you can never get tired because yearly, new things come to light, new places. This is where we’re coming in. We could purchase as many condos and houses for families, we’d furnish it to their taste and help t

He put his arms around me and hugged me closer. "What's wrong, baby?" he whispered. "Bad girl at the party threatened me to steal you away from me, so I'm going to make you feel so good that you won't think about anyone else but me," I pouted. "Bad girl? What bad girl? Remind me to send her a thank-you note later," he chuckled. "That black-haired witch!" I exclaimed. "Who...oh, do you mean Shelby? Why would she try to steal me?" he sounded confused.