Billy X Badgy Novels & Stories

“Let me enlighten you on something, you and bitch ass crew wouldn’t last two minutes in there. Why you are judging me and Treasure, you need to look in the mirror. What you will see will surprise you, what I see is three bitter bitches that take pride in preying on others with your words. The next time you said something about me and Treasure, you will be kissing that floor where you stand. Now get the fuck away from me” They move anyway immediately heading to their seats, I turn back to pick up my book from off the ground and sat down from their class begin. I sat there thinking about the times that I spent back in juvie I knew that once I get out that I was going to be label the bad guy. I

I should miss her, Laura and Dane keep asking if I do and they exchange looks of disbelief when I tell them I don't, and maybe at some point I'll feel something other than relief when I think about never seeing her again, but right now, it's all too raw. Billy's getting on better with his Dad, which is good, I think? I'm a little worried since he's got some plan to get his parents back together, seeming to have forgotten that his dad was constantly cheating on his mum and making her miserable, but the last week he's been busy with some drama in his friendship group, so the parent intervention plan has been put on hold.

“Anyway. Eve. Mia was faced with an impossible decision, okay. Kill me or let Kay-Os out.” “That’s right.” I interrupt. “But I wouldn’t have made this decision if I didn’t think we couldn’t handle it.” River looks to me. “Mia. You saw the guy. He’s Billy the kid on steroids. We can’t fight that.” Bastian leans on the podium. “He’s a shifter right? So, we load up on the silver.” “Nope.” Luke shook his head. “I unloaded a full clip of silver into his chest and all he did was get madder.”

Billy chuckled as he sat down on the couch not too far from the huge TV. We all looked at each other and I intentionally glanced at my mom and Jade. “He…um, kinda has grounds.” “Ho–how?” “Well…Jade and my mom might have poisoned his wife and he found out; which is why he and his daughter are trying to kill us.” Billy cursed under his breath. He was shocked. He cleared his throat and then spoke, “Okay, that means that he does have grounds. Is there anything else I should know before we start working on the applications?”

Please do me a favor and even though I know it's against regulation let Adam read this letter to understand why She is there instead of me and if he still wants to kick someone's ass well he'll know where to find me. Thank you so very much, Billy Elarad Adam felt like the biggest ass ever after reading this. He never thought of Billy and what he wanted in all of this he was only focused on his wishes and was a complete dick to everyone that he thought got in his way. He didn't even give Ebony an honest chance. From what Billy was saying there's a lot more to her than the media tells him. He should know better than to doubt Jazzy's judgment of people. People are kind of her specialty. He knew

Obliging, Colton sparked up, squinting as the flame stung his eyes. Billy Hudgins had been a helluva boxer; a menacing block of concrete with a ferocious jab and an ability to withstand even the fiercest of punches, but his physical days were long gone. Chain-smoking and a dependency on fast food had left him breathless and overweight, although his jab was still just as powerful. Colton had learned that the hard way. “How long is that fucking girl going to be following me around?” Billy snorted, smoke pooling from his nose like a goddamn dragon. “Until I find a suitable job for her. She’s not a trained boxer, got no fightin’ experience-”

“Oh, sorry, brothers! Wrong tent. Didn’t mean to interrupt anything!” The two men exchanged wary glances, one of them subtly reaching for his weapon. Billy raised his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright. I’m leaving. You guys have a good night.” He exited the tent casually, but as soon as he was out of sight, he bolted toward the rendezvous point. When he arrived, Charles was already there, waiting in the shadows. “What did you find?” Charles asked. Billy recounted the encounter, emphasizing the rogue tattoos. Charles’s face darkened.

He smirked, his hands raised to show he was unarmed… for now. “Mia Valisteen. I’ve been dying to meet you,” he drawled. “Get to the point, Billy,” Mia said, her tone sharp. “What do you want?” Billy’s smirk widened. “Straight to business. I like that.” He leaned against a crate, his posture casual but his eyes calculating. “My brother and I don’t exactly see eye to eye these days. He’s been cozying up to Dylan, playing the loyal lapdog. But me? I see potential elsewhere.”

*** BILLY *** I need to make a phone call, but the two goons the new boss had sicced on me haven't budged since I was brought here. I thought the two who dropped me off were bad, but they seem almost docile compared to these two. No matter what questions I ask or how I'd blustered about my rights and such in the beginning, they never batted a lash.