Born To Be Bad Novels & Stories

I type a reply that is half useless, half helpful. Me: ignore them. Liv: I can’t ignore them if they are being so loud. What doesn’t she understand? I hate that woman. Mrs Beckham wasn’t always this bad but things have changed. Sadly, kids always have to suffer for their parents’ decisions yet they are never asked for their opinions before parents make those decisions. Why birth them? Me: sorry. Don’t think about it. After a moment’s thought, I pick up my phone to send a new text. I might regret it.

I saw how pitiful she was, so I used your money to help her. Mitbahl felt a rush of blood to his head. He jabbed at his phone with force. [Can't help but love: Did our mother accidentally lose your brain when she gave birth to you? How can a woman get prostate cancer?!🤬] [Princess: Huh, it's because of heartless individuals like you that the world is so dark!🙄] Mitbahl: ... Just then, someone who had been lying dormant in the group spoke up.

I didn’t even know how to console him. “It’s okay. I just feel bad because that guy made me who I am today, and he is not even around to witness me cherish this life. He took me off the streets and helped me to be the son that my parents always wanted. He made me a somebody, and how did I thank him? It breaks me that he sees me as his enemy to this day. If he hadn’t made a promise to my mom that he would take care of me, he would have killed me by now.”

The true test of our new world came not from outside, but from within its own growth. A young wolf from the lowlands, born after the war, came to me. Her name was Elara, named for Jax’s mate, a hope for creative spirit. But her spirit was troubled. “I can feel it all.” She whispered, her eyes wide with a sensitivity that bordered on pain. “The Heartstone, the trees, the badgers dreaming, the sadness in the stones the Sun-Masked tend… it’s all so loud. How do you… how do you not get lost in it?” I saw myself in her, the overwhelming flood of connection, the terrifying weight of feeling everything. But I had been forged in fire and sharpened by hate before finding this harmony. She was being b

"Hmph! When I tried to help you, you didn't believe me! You're naturally bad-hearted, a born bad seed. You reap what you sow." Hannah didn't even glance at her. She brought it on herself. How could she blame her for not saving her? Is it really that hard to be a good person?! "How could I be a born bad seed? What nonsense are you spouting? I do good things too. These days with the heavy snow, if there's a disaster, I'd donate to the disaster area." She had done many things in the past that wronged others. But those things were in the past.

I sat quietly as my throat hurt to even bare a swallow. He continued, " And so as I feed off your mother and drained almost everything out of her I vaguely heard a heartbeat and not that of your mothers. I did have a conscience lucky for you. It was strong for a baby and I decided to help your mom, not knowing this would come about." He motioned his hands toward me. " I didn't think feeding her my blood would work, honestly, I thought you both were goners. Of course, I figured out as time went on how to create, and yes I have been careless with some but my loose ends have been taken care of like that boy." his mouth sneered at the thought.

"Why is he doing that? You know, when I was a child, my mama always tell me. That no one is born evil. That people are not born to be a bad person. We were driven to do bad. It got me thinking, what happened to him to be like that?" "Glenda, there are people that are just bad, and we can't do anything about that. You know? Like, Theodore Bundy. There investigations, documentaries done to prove that he was not born evil. But, his family are religious, there's evidence that he was abused, so? Why did he kill all those women?" "Oh, my God! You really are a nerd when it comes to that kind of topic." Glenda couldn't help herself but laugh. Not long after, Mike was laughing.

"You've got the rest of your life to be annoying? Can you take a day off? You'd think it's your full time job." "Your attitude is absolutely disgusting."she gasped. "So is your personality, but you don't hear me complaining about it." I replied. I'm Amelia Black. The daughter of Collin and Maria Black. I'm what the people call the "Bad Girl". They started calling me that so I started becoming that. My reputation started because of what happened in my past and ever since then people won't even give me a chance to explain myself. I didn't believe I would ever meet someone who would see past my bad reputation, until I met him...

“I watched Wild Wild West movie.” “Don’t depend on what you see. YouTube is one of those things you should avoid when learning something new. I don’t think you can even think of pulling a trigger. I may be old, but I doubt you are violent, Percie. You may have had difficult times, but I know you are just trying to be distant and try avoiding people to get into your life. That doesn't mean you are a bad person. You still have a good heart.” You don’t even want to imagine what I’ve been going through.

"Max___!" "Fool me once, shame... Fool me twice, shame on me. Fool me thrice, b*tch, I ain't your kid! I won't be carrying your cross the entire f*cking time. I'm f*cking done being your get-away card! Whatever it is the two of us had, it's f*cking done!" "But___"