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Fucking bastard! ****

What if I get sick again because of his violent intercourse? Damn, I can't handle being lacerated again!

"And I dare you to stop acting like some gothic badboy punk, Evans." I can hear my breaths coming out in rasps now, blood pounding in my ears. I notice Luke's eyebrows knit together. A low taunting chuckle escapes his lips. "Did you. . . . . . did you just call me a gothic badboy punk?" "I think I did." "You are one hell of a blabber mouth Smith." "And you are one hell of an asshole who goes about hurting people and not even feeling apologetic about it in the slightest!" I yell.

"I got a lot of people to do stuff they wouldn't have done normally." "Oh come on. You don't have to praise yourself too much." I teased. That sparked a challenge in him. I eyed him closely and asked. "Who else is so big on your list?" "Pedro. But I doubt you know him. There are many of them. Carloz, Santaro, the Russians. You don't know what I'm capable of. I am better than the Prick of an ass called Hollis. He's a murderer, I'm not." He bragged.

"Lyric, you can't let anyone bully you, okay?" I can't? "You have to stand up to them, every one of them. I like my girls badass and strong." What? His girls? My heart raced at the thought of him calling me his. Gavin loved strong women who defended themselves from bullies. Without giving it another thought, I pushed him out of the way with both my hands. I was surprised by my ability to move the two hundred pounds of muscle he was. Instead of looking angry, he smiled at me. It was a tiny smile; I would have missed it if I hadn't memorized the outline of his face.

We left the area and surely tomorrow will be another day of GREAT news. I am Quinn Amethyst Barclay, a Filipina, twenty and I’m… THE BADASS. First of all, I hate guys second, guys are a freak third, guys are the same. I mean, what’s new with that? Guys are guys and they are cheaters as f*ck! The reason why I became such a hater of guys and romance is because of my dad. He left us when I was fifteen, so basically, I already have senses and I understand what’s happening around me and with my family.

Warning: This is not for anybody under 18, so this is the story for you if you are 18 or older. There will be sex and more sex, and I can't wait to learn more about these crazy funny, loving characters for my story. The Badass & The Beta" Jayson P.O.V. " Jayson, Jayson," Do you want me," I kept hearing a beautiful voice in my mind. That is when I realize what kind of dream I am having.

“Good.” He smirks and crosses his arms, my mouth waters at his biceps. He is so strong and masculine. Did Hayden look this hot as a teen? My brother isn’t as skinny as I am but he isn’t bulky. My heart clenches as my thoughts drift to unholy places and I look away. Why can’t he be mine? I don’t know who created the ranking system but they were not fair to me. The poster child should get a reward for being a good girl. I want him to be my reward. I really like him.

"Why should I trust you, anyway, Mr. Bad Boy? Not after what you did." "Gee, thanks Poppy," Grayson said. "Thanks for judging me over one small thing I did when you don't even know my back-story. I thought you of all people wouldn't be this way towards me." He walked passed me, looking extremely pissed off. However, what he said had me very curious. Back-story? What did that boy not tell me?

"I love working with companies and strike a mutually beneficial business deal. And I fucking love football.? I feel those butterflies again in my stomach. Right now, he looks so sexy. And he still has this bad boy aura that I always wonder how. But it's not like some destructive, wrecked bad boys many girls sometimes fantasize to sweep off their feet. Those who are insecure and have tattoos plus guns and whom their parents definitely won't approve. This bad boy is different. It's the kind of those bad boys who are driven, intellectual and have mastered self-control to really kick ass in the real dog-eat-dog world.