Breaking Bad Female Characters Novels & Stories

Her name was Juliana Hestia Von Leonhart, the twin sister of Justin. Audelia's lips twitched slightly upon receiving the worshiped and adoring eyes that came for her family. Yep.. they were the VERY reason why she became so wicked, selfish and malicious. Anyone who received such treatment from a very young age tended to be wicked because they would think that they were higher then others. 'Seriously.. my family..' 'Can't they show their love in moderation?!' 'No wonder I became malicious and selfish!'

-I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan]. You aren't bad unless you have your own sigil/symbol/mark. -how about a pink panther better yet a tigress? You aren't bad unless you've met all the requirements on the bad list. -I'm the reason they made this list. You aren't bad until you've proven you are bad. - Not to toot my own horn or whatever...but I make the 'faceless men' run for cover. You aren't bad until everyone acknowledges the fact that you are indeed bad. - It's hard to deny.

“Serves you right, you bastard. But on a serious note, stay away from Aya. She’s too young.” “I know, I will.” Zyane said in a hoarse whisper before turning to me with a smile."Well, at least I was right about your mate. She is a hell lot stronger than you." "Yeah, I kinda guessed that when I was chained to the wall in the cell opposite to yours," I said, grumpy to have been reminded. I mean, come on! You grow up in a patriarchal society, being reminded every step of the way that you are stronger than women, have more rights than them, and then you suddenly come face to face with someone who defies every rules, breaks all boundaries and makes you fall flat on your face. It takes time to adju

Funny how two close women in my life are making me queasy; Irony, who would have thought. I’m not one to indulge too much into the opposite gender except sex and it wasn't frequent. I also set the rules for any fling because these girls; they are weak, emotionally unstable and can be ruthless at some point, not in a mechanical way like arm robbers or murderers of sort, just naturally wicked, playing with your mind, emotions and always gaslighting.

“Sorry, kids, a sabretooth got your Dad and they’re going to repossess our cave. Unfortunately, I’m just a woman, so we’re screwed. Let’s all lie down and wait for the sweet relief of death.” Sometimes I wonder if that kind of woman is being slowly phased out. The female ideal seems to be entirely different now. Every time they form a girl group, they have the cute one, the sexy one, the sporty one, the one who can actually sing, the one with tattoos, the one who’s shagging the manager... they never have the one you can rely on. The one who’ll drag you to safety. The one who’ll work her fingers to the bone to feed you while you’re in a coma. I don’t suppose she’d sell many downloads, up on s

He freaked out. "I'm good at shooting. Trust me," she reassured him. "But you're not my bodyguard. Now just shut up," he shouted at her. She snatched the gun from his man and instantly fired at the goon who was about to shoot them after coming from behind the pillar. She impressed Andrew with her skills. He just stared at her in amazement. This woman was something else for him, and he liked her more and more—her fearlessness, her carefree attitude, and the way she fought with the goons. She was perfect for the Mafia Boss Andrew as if God had made her for him alone.

She never thought they were capable of harming her. Why didn't she see through them all this while? She was taught to never let her guard down and trust wholeheartedly because the hearts of people were unpredictable. But they were never among the people she guarded against. She could have sworn with her life and throne that they would not even think of harming her, talk more of executing their thoughts. But she was proved wrong today. Her weak and limp body shivered slightly when a rush of cold breeze came in through the window. She ignored her physical condition as she looked up at Aurelia, who stood a little distance away from her, and was taken aback when she saw Aurelia's vicious express

And although her feet hurt because of the stiletto she had on, and the long distance she had covered in her absentmindedness, Loki kept on walking. On several occasions in the past, she had come across posts, books and videos of heartbroken women crying and bitterly lamenting their painful experiences in the hands of egoistical, evil and scumbag men who classified themselves as 'alpha males', deriving great pleasures in oppressing women. Why? Because women are supposedly weak and can easily be trampled on by such men. And except until today, Loki had never known or imagined how those women felt or even understood truly that such men really exists, because Glen had always been perfect in her

"Okay, look you will have to understand that in this game, you really can't trust anyone and the people that you think do not know anyone and can never hurt a single soul most times, they are like the worst people in the world and you will be amazed at the things that they will do just to get ahead in life. I didn't see the woman as a saint. After all, she was a gold digger who was prepared to destroy the life of a child for her own benefits. I knew she had a very evil mind but what I did not understand was how she was able to actually get everyone to believe that she was not the bad one right there and the way she did was by looking like someone who could never hurt anyone and I also saw he