Baddies Razor Novels & Stories

Wi-Fi unlocked. You aren't bad until your public enemies number 1-100 are the school's bad boys/girls. - Blade tops this list. You aren't bad until even the bad boys know what you are capable of. - no denying it Blade. You aren't bad until you can walk into school whenever you wish to arrive. - I think 2:59 p.m. is a bit too early, don't you? You aren't bad until you have your own motto- mines "wake up, breathe in, cause mayhem."

He holds his hands up and backs off. Lola pouts. “Being a girl suck sometimes.” Ryland strips down right in front of me. My gaze lingers on his bare chest. I swallow hard—he’s stunning. The tattoo etched on his stomach catches my eye, pulling my focus away from his sculpted body. It reads ‘Keep fighting.’ Words have never hit me quite as hard as those ones tattooed on his skin. I wonder why those words. What is the meaning behind them? I finally lift my head and look at his face.

she wiped her tears. **** *** **** *** **** The room was shrouded in darkness, the only sounds were the loud, crazy moans and the slapping of laps. "Gosh" "More baby, more please" His d**k inside her filling all of her, every inch of her. She wants him so badly, she's a bitch afterall, her eyes rolled as he banged her madly, her loud moans filled the room. Kade Gilbert, a rich playboy notorious for his psychotic behavior, was relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. He didn't care about anything or anyone, living life on his own terms, no matter how wild or bad they seemed.

For a moment ,I thought if I should make a snarky remark about how he was flirting with girls and taking their phone numbers and I didn't ask him, but I didn't want to say anything good so I just kept quiet. "You don't want to tell me?" He asked. "He asked for my phone number and I gave it to him." I revealed, because I know Jordan , he's so nosy and will continue asking me about this until I tell him what happened there. Jordan was surprised by my answer and he asked to see my phone to be sure that I took his number and I refused. "Becca ,you shouldn't give or be taking a number of strange guys you meet at bars, you don't know if you just gave a creep your phone number." Jordan said in conc

"I didn't want to ignore you." "Yet you did," I said. "I told you what happened with me and Ben, then you completely ignored me afterwards. You promised they would never hurt me again, but you watched as Belle hit me in the head with a volleyball." "It was stupid, okay?" Grayson said. "I had no other choice." "For what?" I asked. "To not be friends with me anymore? You could have just said so!" "That's not it," Grayson told me. "You haven't fully met Dedrick but trust me when I tell you that he's ruthless. He'll do anything to get to me."

he said "hmm, so you are saying you are a bad person, a badboy'' I smiled "Yeah I am a badboy and that makes you a bad girl with you by my side" ''so you are saying I am the badboy's bad girl right?" "no wrong" he grab my chin forward "you are beautiful like a doll, feisty and strong so I'd say you are The Badboy's baby doll" he stated darkly with a smirk.

I loosely curl my hair and then Mady does some sort of intricate braid on the right side of my head so that all my hair falls down my back and to the left side, leaving my right shoulder exposed. Charlie and I hand our faces completely over to Maddy for the makeup portion since we’re both completely clueless. We all end up with a similar look including false eyelashes, smoky eyes and winged liner because according to Maddy, “No bad bitch is complete without a good winged liner.” We all have different lip colours: Maddy with a deep crimson, Charlie with a nude colour and mine have a matte mauve shade. Once Maddy is satisfied we stand together and look in the mirror.

"My bad" Arman shrugged, taking his eyes away, "oh we got another addition, Percy my friend." He gestured to the last car as a young man, slightly older than them, stepped out of his car, followed by... Luna? Luna too expressed shock on seeing him. He composed his features, drawing a blank stare. She had not replied to his text. "So happy new month, guys! This is how we're gonna do this." Arman, the ringleader announced, "There are five guys and four beautiful girls here so one gentleman will have to go without a girl... Okay, we'll do it this way."

I needed his adrenaline spiked up to sweeten his sexual energy. “Gentlemen,” I waved playfully. “Pink haired girl over there said you were going to kill her, is that true?” one of them said. “What are you going to do about it?” Razor stepped forward; his whole feature tensed up with violence. “You aren’t even denying it,” the big one said with angry shock. Fight! I commanded Razor’s body. He charged maniacally into the six men and began to punch, kick and claw his way through them. I watched with ravenous hunger and he tore through them effortlessly. The drinkers watched in awe as he knocked them all unconscious.

I mumbled in pain, with tears falling from my eyes. The two girls then held me. From where I stood, I could see Rihanna’s face clearly. She came up to me, while they held my body in the air. On her hand was a razor. I looked at it and struggled more. One of the girls dug her paws into my skin, making me yell in pain. She went from below my wrists to my mid-hand. I watched in panic as lots of blood gushed out from my hands. “This will teach you to stay away from Bane.” She said bringing the razor close to my skin.