Baddie Pics Novels & Stories

It shone in the light illuminating overhead as he flipped the file open with shivering hands. "Bloody hell!" Cole expressed loudly while Hunter just lost his voice as their gazes fell on the first set of evidence— pictures of Zara taken from afar, but clear enough to show that it was her. They were not just any pictures... But pictures of her standing half naked in dark alleys, or fully naked in the BDSM club she went to. What made the pictures worse were men. Different men. Each picture had Zara with a different man, pressed against the wall or on the floor, being banged with legs either on their shoulders or in the air.

Sisi whispered. The moment they came down to the second floor, the guard was already dead. Blood was spraying out from her neck, staining the wall. It was a female Badblood. She has two horns on her head and a rough face. Her arms were huge and solid, the muscles that fill her body was too much and almost disgusting to look at. Daren and Lukas have weapons on their hands, a sword and a spear, while Viktor has a cute dagger with flower embroidery on the hilt.

she said and I hit my forehead making a mental note to make my password a little less obvious. " I'm assuming you have a couple of naked photos for your boyfriend, I'll do you a favor and help you send them to all the guys at school who want to see that gross body of yours" "Oh shit! I did take some naughty pictures of myself....oh thank goodness, I deleted it right after " I said sarcastically and she laughed. " I see, well, I better send Rex a breakup text on your behalf" " Bella give me the phone and the keys!" I heard Nate say and heaved a sigh of relief that he was actually working for my good for once.

Her picture was also taken at the crime scene, and yet again, there was no evidence left behind… LILY GRAHAM. 30 years old. Shot outside of Woodwick Central. Known to have a cannabis addiction. Raped and murdered. The third picture was of a Puerto Rican man, wearing black jeans paired with a black jacket. He had a tribal tattoo across his chest, and the crime scene photos showed horrific images of him lying down next to his sisters, his mother, and his father, all of them left to die in their own pool of blood. They’d left a gun in his hand to make it appear that he’d killed his whole family before killing himself, but that was just pure bullshit…

"That's not what the girls tell me. Here, look at these. What do you think of Belle now?" He handed me several small grainy black and white photos. A girl who could have been Belle was on her knees in front of some guy with her lips wrapped around his very large cock. In the next picture she had his cock half way down her throat. The third picture was the same girl with his cock buried deep in her cunt. "You could have bought these pictures from some pervert," I said. "The girl resembles Belle, but it could be anyone."

He has already seen it but the pictures are different from real life. “It looks good,” he says. I don’t have a reply to that so I lock my arm around his waist and pose for another picture with him and Mum. We move closer to the car. Mum collects the phone from Daddy so he can partake in the pictures. She gives us a thumbs up and the flash goes off. “Let me see,” I hear myself say. Pictures of me and Hayden and Daddy are splashed on the screen. I swipe right to see more pictures and my pulse jumps. There are five people in the frame.

she said, and walked away slowly swaying her hip seductively. The stranger eyes followed her every move, he waited for over five minutes before following suit, his cock was already swelling as he drew nearer to the room, he knocked once and entered only to find her sitting on the counter, legs slightly apart swinging her panties with one finger. Every girl has the bad girl vibe and Serena knew she had one deep inside of her, but she never for once show that side to Simon who was the gentle easy going type, but with this stranger looking at her with pure lust in his eyes, Serena knew she had to bring up the bad girl vibe for him to know she was also a game.

He said with a frown. Scrolling down he saw another picture of Bash, he was naked but his bottom was painted in rainbow colour and he was leaning on a wall painted in same colour with his lips pouted. Clicking on the photo the caption was happy pride month. Storm rolled his eyes at the caption. Scrolling further he saw other selfies of Bash with the flat chested pretty face girl and his smile faded. Clicking on the name that was tagged on one photo he was taken to the flat chested girl profile. The first picture was of her without a wig and she had no makeup on her face.

The paparazzo answered instinctively, “You’re drop-dead handsome. You look great no matter which angle the pictures were taken from. There’s no way they’d turn out ugly.” “Seeing is believing. I need to check the pictures to confirm you didn’t make me look ugly.” The paparazzo went silent. He knew his pictures would be deleted. He mourned the pictures for a moment before tapping into his gallery to show River. He said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Mr. York. I did take pictures of you and Ms. Lafayette just now. “You two are competitors and enemies. I couldn’t help but take pictures when I saw you two shopping together with two kids.

My hands shook as I stared at the phone screen. The photos were taken from cunning angles, expertly edited to look as compromising as possible. My expressions had been photoshopped to appear... pleased. Anyone who didn't know the real situation would think I was enjoying every horrific moment. The bile rose in my throat as I read the post. The person who posted the photos claimed to be one of the men involved: "You have no idea how perverted Catherine Blackwood really is, or what kind of sick videos she watches in her spare time. She actually contacted us through underground channels, wanting us to dress up as homeless men and meet her at the garbage dump for her twisted fantasies."