Badgy X Billy Novels & Stories

He said it in an extremely serious tone. "O-kay Dad!" I said but inside my mind, I already said a few cusses. I knew what Dad is going to say and I can no longer reason a way out of it. *** Black's POV "Black I'm so dead! I can't escape anymore!!!!!" Mich complained. She is here in my room this early morning just to complain. "What happened?" I asked confusedly because I haven't heard any explanation since she came in, she just rants and voices out how her life is doomed.

"You want a race? You got it." Ricky's grin widened into a triumphant smirk as Tyler accepted his challenge, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Good," he replied, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "I'll see you at the starting line, Tyler." With a mocking salute, he and his friends made their exit, leaving behind a trail of tension and unease in their wake. As they disappeared from view, our order arrived, the aroma of freshly cooked food filling the air around us. Tyler reached across the table, his hand finding mine in a silent gesture of support. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, his eyes filled with concern.

She looked like she was about to put up more of an argument but eventually lowered her head and nodded in agreement. "Adam is a bad guy," Gary, usually silent, decided to input. "But he's our bad guy, and we love him." "Yep," Ste agreed. "We do indeed," Zoe piped up. Alice nodded again, head bowing even lower. The IT guy shifted nervously in his seat before coughing. "Erm... who is Adam?"

Sia finished calmly meeting Tyler’s eyes. “You didn’t go on a school trip. You fought and got terrible bruises, you couldn’t see your mom in that state so you lied to her that you were going for a school trip” Tyler replied and Sia gulped. “The cream you used is pretty good htough. The best there is in the world” he added and Sia swallowed again. “Anastasia Loway, if anything happens to you; your mother will wither away”

Billy’s fingers elongated, long black claws pushed off and replaced his fingernails, and thick fur spread up his arm. Bev only stared, mouth agape. Billy pulled it back, and his arm returned to normal. Then he waited for Bev to process what she’d just seen. When he could stand it no longer, he decided to break the silence. “Well? Say something.” “I have so many questions?” she blurted. Billy did not expect that reaction. “Okay. What do you want to know?” “How did this happen?” “I was bitten. It happened one night in Central Park. These guys mugged me, but one of them decided to make a meal out of me. His buddies ran away. They seemed to be unaware of the monster among them.”

Billy said. A heavy sensation settled in my chest. I wasn't sure how to process this. Billy had never shown aggression toward me like the others, but he was still a part of the trauma of my past. Yet he got me out, and he killed a pack member in the process. He was in even deeper trouble than I had initially thought. They might go after his family if they connected the dots.

In order to take down Billy, Brian insisted on remaining in his post with his injured body, as he was determined to surpass Billy in his career. Thinking about that, something cold flashed before Hilda's eyes. This isn't Taadi. Perhaps, no one can find me guilty if I were to kill someone here…

"Hello?" "Is this Rhychard, the guy with the sword?" a young voice asked. "Timmy?" Rhychard felt his nerves tighten. "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, but I think whoever Billy was working for has someone kidnapped up in his building." Rhychard assumed Billy was the tattooed kid that threatened Timmy the other day in the Bottoms. "Did Billy tell you this?" "Nu uh. Rumor is Billy's dead. Fat Boy took over for him, combining the gangs."

I also wanted to tell you something. L: What's up? Are you ok? M: I'm fine. Don't worry about me, it's Billy. (Billy was Marissa's brother and Layla's ex) L: What happened now? M: He got kicked out of his boarding school. He was fighting with those guys you met this summer all the time. He was mad because they all like you and would stick up for you. The principal warned him that he had one last chance but he got in yet another fight on Friday.

It's very tidy, not anything out of place, and there are picture frames hanging on the white walls. "The babysitters here," she says to someone sitting at the other side of the room. "Are you serious, mom?" I recognise the voice. It's deep and manly. It definitely can't be the little boy. But where do I know that voice from? As Evelyn moves forward. I step into the room and look up, ready to find out who the voice belongs to. And that's when I see him. Zeke Blakely. Aka the biggest player and bad boy in school. And also the hottest bad boy-