Good Me Bad Me Novels & Stories

I opened my notepad to list another very important line of action with my small smile morphing into a full on grin. Centre of excellence, the Badmus' are coming for you. ⭐ AN: Mike's POV comes next and fortunately, you don't have to wait :) Till we meet again folks, I really do love you, ✌illusionistic.

stepping Watch the time run shut up by the rules No cracking feeling All about time Time brought me here Time to end this meeting, I don't hate, I'm not angry, I don't hold grudges Time, thank you Has left a mark I am thankful Aiys was engrossed in writing, after conveying some of Aiys feelings, repeated some materials to strengthen his preparations for tomorrow's war. The scratch paper in front of Aiys was filled with numbers and writing. Aiys is grateful to be able to do 30 questions tonight. Aiys rubbed her eyes, it felt like something had hit her. Aiys need sleep. When Aiys walked to the bed, Aiys looked at her cellphone. It turned out to be fully charged. I don't know why Aiys just want

Trusting you again Leaving the pains Why not getting it back in return Why am I always in the fault? Why Me? THE END

“Fucking hell, Isaac. Just tell me the truth. I swear you’re not going to hurt my feelings.” I feel his gaze on the side of my face. It’s heavy, it’s unwavering, and it’s not going anywhere. I give in—again. “Fine. You’re a type I’m trying to quit.” “And what type is that?” Do I really need to say it? I should have brought a beer with me. That would have made this conversation much easier. But since I don’t have any liquid to back me up, I go with good old balls. “Bad boys,” I tell him.

Sure, Logan was obviously being cheesy to mess with me, but my heart still fluttered at that. I need to stop letting him get under my skin already! I slapped myself a few times to get myself back to reality and went back to work. Logan is bad. You have a boyfriend who is a good guy. Logan bad Stephan good. I keep repeating in my head as if I'm a toddler. BOOM! I yelp and instinctively go under the desk as I hear a loud exploding sound followed by yelling outside my office. That's got to be the sound of a gunshot or a bomb or something! Are we under attack?

I need that bad boy to fuck me so hard that I will scream his name, thinking about him got me arouse with lust. I could really see me and Harlem being an idol at school, while all the girls will get jealous of me, and the guys will envy Harlem including Jackson. Because he will have the popular girl on his arm. I cannot wait til we build our fountain of love. I could feel the envy of Charmaine losing Harlem to me, that the way the world works. And so far everything will benefit me, I have the perfect plan to ged rid of Jackson. It will have to involve a girl, as dump as Jackson is he will fall for it no matter what. In the end the good girls always win, that what I am a good girl seeking a b

You don’t get to punish me for not breaking the way you expected. I am not yours anymore. And if that burns you, good. Because your touch doesn’t make me feel special. It makes me feel sick. And just so you know? Bad angle for kissing. #TheGlassWife #PagesIllDeleteLater #IDoesntBelongToYou #BadKisser”

“Oh! Okay.” “You can come back for it in three hours.” “Three hours, sure!” My left leg bounced involuntarily, my body reacting in ways I couldn't understand. “Do you know your way back home?” Home… something about the way he said the word made it sound like somewhere safe. “I will call an Uber.” I answered. He seemed to be thinking about it, like he wanted to refuse but then he nodded. “Ai'it then. Be good.” Oh heavens! Being hot was enough, but telling me to ‘be good’ while being so fucking hot was too much for me to handle.

I've been secretly dating Liam Burnett, my brother Julian Elling's childhood friend, for five years. On my 23rd birthday, Julian suddenly tells me, "Liam rented out an entire restaurant. He's proposing to the woman he's been seeing for five years. Bring your boyfriend along. We're going to help him pull off the perfect proposal!" Liam promised me that once I turned 23, we'd finally stop hiding our relationship and he'd propose to me. So I get dressed up and head to the restaurant, convinced this is finally the night I've been waiting for. But when I arrive, Liam is already down on one knee in front of another woman, sliding a ring onto her finger. Everyone erupts in cheers and starts urg

I finished my chips and threw the packet in the bin. "OH MY GOD did you just used curse words in front of me you are such a bad girl Anam" The drama queen mode is on. Can someone give him an award for Worst Acting Ever? I was going to give him a good reply but my phone started vibrating. The caller Id shows it is Maira. I quickly answered the call. "Do YOU REALISE THAT YOU DIDNT CALLED ME FROM Two DAYS " she shouted nearly bursting my eardrums. Was God in a bad mood when he chooses friends for me?