Beth Hart Bad Woman Blues Novels & Stories

But by then, I had already moved out of the house and began my career as an artist, which I have to admit that dad wasn't exactly supportive about it. I tried to reach out once to Max after that, but she made it clear that she doesn't want anything to do with me. Basically speaking, after that, I've only been seeing her on gossip sites for vandalism and the likes. I'd never really imagine the day she'd hang with bad company... be the bad company... the day that she'd be the rebellious kid... the day she'd beat up kids for fun...but lately, its something we're kind of used to already. “I'll see you guys after all this shit is over,” her bitchy tone was back. And she opened the door and hopped

Bad girls underneath like that You know how I'm feeling inside Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout All girls wanna be like that Bad girls underneath like that You know how I'm feeling inside Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy (Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you) Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy (Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you) "I'm a dangerous woman lethal and deadly."

He taught me a lot of things and lessons for keeps. Now, I'll love him the way he deserved. Because that's one of the things he taught me, to love without asking for exchange. I will love him right. I finally found my way home and it's him. I'm gonna be a good wife and a mother to our future child. The bad girl is now sweetly signing off. END

"Love exists between a woman pretending and a man pretending" "So who's the host?" I asked the girl who stood beside me while clutching my arm a little tighter over the loud chatter around us. Glass hitting against one another and people's voices fill the big hall, a soft and vague melody coming from the band playing as a piece of background music. Rosa, my stepsister or more like my best friend giggles as the look of discomfort contorts my thin makeup-covered face. I didn't feel good today to put on heavy makeup over my breakout face but what can I say when Rosa De Luca, the girl who wouldn't shut up if I refused her offered of this great idea to accompany her to this- another one of the pa

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! How cruel was the man who swore that he would always be there for her? But She got no one else to blame but herself, she was the one who chose this life, and these are the results of her foolish actions, wasting a decade of her life loving a man who could barely keep a simple promise. Truthfully, she thought it was her karma, she believes that everything was her fault. “Krista your water” sitting on a throne-like chair is the woman called Krista, her hair was put into a side part. The body she had, was built like a man but the undeniably feminine charm of her pouty lips and her phoenix-like eyes.

Beth and I were sprawled lazily on the floor, drinking bottles of chocolates like alcohol. I emptied the remnant of the chocolate in a bottle and threw it to the pile of previously emptied bottles. "BSLA — Brokenhearted Single Ladies' Association." Beth let out a bitter chuckle. I chuckled as well. "Yeah… so true." We heaved a sigh simultaneously. "Men are douchebags." She asserted, taking a loud sip from her bottle of chocolate. We were acting like drunk and depressed Women, sleeping on the floor and filling our stomachs with chocolate. I was going to have an upset stomach Tomorrow (sure thing).

The consequence she had to pay for accepting Kade’s offer in the first place. She hadn’t thought it through. She never did. She was so desperate to save her mother, so terrified of losing her, that she let that one guy she barely knew help her. A guy like him came with shadows and scars and messy worlds like this and she should’ve known. She pressed her forehead against the taxi window as the city lights streaked past. She felt like she was drowning in her own breathing. — (BLACK HAVEN) Black Haven was attacked. Gunshots ripped through the night like a storm tearing a building apart. Sparks snapped like fireworks against metal, bullets shattering glass, exploding against walls, ricocheting a

Every now and then I do notice that she has a few wines at dinner, but she hasn't drunk much since that time I found her. I think she scared herself. She definitely scared me. "No more than a couple of wines, occasionally," I explain. "She's doing much better." "That's great to hear." she grins, looking pleased with my answer. "Oh, by the way, did Finn have anything to do with Bentley's tires being slashed yesterday?" I roll my lips into my mouth "Actually, don't say anything. I'll have to report it." I let out a soft laugh and she rolls her eyes, knowing that Finn obviously did it.

"I was with them at the club. I am being framed. You have to help me. My parents told me that you are good. If you can help Baek Han Sol, why can't you get me out of here?" She quietly watches him for a moment. Her stare is piercing and nerve-wracking. It’s like watching into the pit of hopeless evil that would swallow him and leave nothing inside him. Under the freezing pressure, he lowers his eyes, feeling goosebumps down his spine. The woman is too scary. She is a demoness. Why is she allowed to roam free? "Alright.” Her voice is lighter than the touch of the snow. “I will get you out of here.”

Three. She touched him three times. I pressed my palms to my eyes. “Stop it, Mira,” I whispered to myself. “Stop counting.” But I couldn’t. Because if I stopped counting, I’d have to start feeling. And if I started feeling, I wasn’t sure I’d survive it. The music helped. A little. R&B. Slow songs. Songs about love and betrayal. I laughed to myself. Bitter. This was the kind of love I got myself into.