Bratty Novels & Stories

He said in a judging and taunting tone which made her really angrier than she already was. "What's your damn problem?!" She exclaimed loudly as the anger came out at last. Thankfully they were in a place where there weren't any people. So they were away from people's earshot. "At first you called me brat and spoiled because I took all my father's given luxury as granted and now are calling me a brat when I am not taking his given luxury. Do you suffer from dual personality disorders?" She snapped at him and breathed hard when she was done. But he didn't show any expression on his face.

However , I come to the realization that I may seem as an ungrateful brat so I relocate the content of my thoughts. " What crawled up your ass and died ? " Kayla looked at me with widened eyes as she munches on her chips , watching a tv series on her laptop . She pauses the series and brings her attention to me . " Your dick " I retort jokingly . " Correction : Your boyfriend's big fat dick " She cooed sarcastically and I laugh . " How did you know ? " I ask with fake suspicion but amusement was glimmering in my eyes . She gapes .

"Oh my god baby, seriously you entertained me so much today! Come on be brave. We're doing this, move your macho ass, to that lovely pretty pink cupcake place." He was groaning in annoyance. But follow me to the cupcake place. "Payback is a bitch Addie, and you're going down tonight." I looked at him winking. "We will see about that, I'm thinking of more plays for tonight. We will step up the game sexily of course. I won't have all the fun." I kissed his lips while cupping his ass making him groaned and opened his mouth. While I was quickly slipped my tongue to his mouth, and sucked the life out of him, until we were both panting in ecstasy.

” Aaron ~”Who is your dumb ass? Bruce ~”The asshole behind your nose.” SMACK Bruce ~”What is your damn problem?” Aaron ~”Who is your asshole?” Bruce ~”The idiot below your head.” Rey ~”You both are stupid assholes.” Aaron ~”Fuck you better run because you are so smacked once I get up here.” Rey ~”You not feeling the right girl because your damn old ass cannot catch me.” Summer ~”Baby tell him this twenty three year old is much closer, she will smack him.”

But he just gave me another look, while raising his eyebrow obviously challenging me. Alright then my brother, we'll see who will come out as a winner in this. I crossed my arms on my chest and pouted. Don't judge okay, this was not me being a brat. This was me as a teen who was terribly upset with her overbearing mob family.

I advanced forward, looking him straight in the eye. "Feeling brave, Maggie? Is because your brainless Beta is just outside? Choosing a man for his strength rather than his brains is a stupid choice. His precious Pack will always come first. I've met his type before, he will always blindly follow his Alpha. You will never come first."

Putting on a steely resolve and gritting her teeth, she pushed it toward Baby Robbie. She then pulled the small plate of sausages in front of Baby Robbie to herself. Baby Robbie looked at Baby Zetty in astonishment and said, “You’re eating so little, Zetty?” Baby Zetty's eyes exuded a determined glow as she replied, “I want to lose weight."

Dress and go greet our guests with me up at the villas. "A brat is a type of person in the kink community who pushes her dom until he punishes her. There is the fun type of punishment, like the ones you want. Then there is the less fun type of punishment, like being ignored. Continue on this path and we will give you the latter." Ciaran mused. Alvara looked between us. Narrowed her eyes into slits as she took us in. "You think I am a brat?" She whispered. Ciaran uncrossed his arms. Softened his gaze.

He’d called me that for as long as I’d known him. His words from up in my apartment haunted me. “Do you really think I’m immature?” I couldn’t help but ask, a little hurt by such a summation. Brick crinkled his nose as he slowed to turn a corner. “Immature? No, but you’re definitely innocent for your age. You lack a certain refinement that would make you seem older. You’re like… Hell, I don’t know, an eager puppy ready to lick life right in the face.”

"That's it!!" "What?" Brandon asked, turning his attention back to her. "That's who you remind me of! Except when you get mad, you don't turn green, you turn red," she choked out. She jumped up from the bed and hunched her shoulders. "I'm BT aka the Boston Terror, and you wouldn't like me when I'm angry!" she mimicked, with a perfect impersonation of Brandon's thick accent. "Aahh, I'll kill you!" she said as she flexed her tiny arms, reminiscent of the Hulk.