Good Side Bad Side Novels & Stories

As he was walking away, the lady then asked him, “If you don’t mind… do you want to sit at the same table then.” “Are you sure? There are-” “No, I- I insist… Since this corner of the café is the best spot to read, I always sit here, I don’t mind sharing it with you.: “Ah sure, that spot was something I had my eye on since earlier.” Kayne replied. “AH, REALLY, let’s share it then!” Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other.

With a hint of certainty in my voice, I uttered that reply. "For everyone born into the universe, they were born with two sides of them. the side of righteousness, which people call the good side and the side of darkness, which is also known as the evil part. The voice you heard that day was not the voice of the silent beast, but the voice of your dark part. The dark part fights the righteous part in everyone and which one of the side you finally fall for would become the life that you will live!" The husky voice said to me with a very clear explanation.

the three of them look at Lorey with questioning eyes “demon? Aren’t they bad?” “NO WAY demons are real” “Well, Minotaurs are real… what’s more with a demon?” “Hmm… make sense. So, what kind of demon are you?” “They are bad… right” all demons are bad” “Why are you stereotyping? Not all demons are… yes, they’re bad! So, why are you here?” The man looks at them awkwardly and waves his hand to the girl which is straightly eating her food beside him, she didn’t even budge or look at him

With that I dashed out of the kitchen " You cannot say thank you abi!!!" I heard Omale shout from the kitchen. " Come and collect it!!" I shout back "Can you guys just shut up" that was George. I would say he was the nerd of the house. Always reading, I read too but his own was just too much. He hated noise...any form of noise, and guess the worst, he believed in being a virgin still marriage, so he found our acts very irritating. Lol... Sometimes I wonder why God decided to waste such beauty on his kind of personality. But sometimes he breaks out of that his shell. It rarely happens sha.

“Good people can do bad thing?” The question was so simple it somehow felt harder than every legal document I’d dealt with this week. “Yes.” “Then he still good?” I looked at her little face. “Sometimes people aren’t just good or bad, sweetheart. Someone can be good to us and still do something wrong.” Poppy looked down at Bunny. “If do bad thing, have consequence?” I almost smiled because clearly she had absorbed far too much vocabulary from this house. “Yes.” “Like when I draw on sofa?”

For one, Gabriella had extraordinary looks, her beauty entranced anyone who saw her especially the male folk; two, Gabriella had the perfect sexy shape she admired; three, Gabriella was an angel, the sweetest person on Earth, except to her; and all three characteristics was what she wanted in herself. She was beautiful, she knew and she appreciated it, used it to her advantage; she had a sexy shape, she knew, maybe not as good as Gabriella, but she appreciated it... But she wasn't sweet, she wasn't an angel, she was a beasr, a beast that hunted men for her own selfish pleasures, a beast that was rebellious to her own parents, a beast that looked down on others secretly to fuel her own pride

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

That earned me the title, the demon child. It's painful to be named like that because I'm not a bad person. I even do more good than any other people my age. But all they can see is the negative impact on my abilities. They didn't even know that I also cause usog for people I like. Although it also happens to those I secretly hate.

“You really think you’re special huh?” Amani didn’t reply she rolled her eyes as if bored. A nearby couple failed to hide their smiles. Clarissa noticed. Her cheeks flushed. “You know what your problem is?” Amani raised an eyebrow. “I’ve been wondering.” “You think being nice makes you better than everyone else.” “No? It doesn’t?” Amani replied sarcastic. Clarissa took another aggressive step forward until only inches separated them. “You’re just a plain Jane.” She gestured dismissively toward Amani’s understated gown.

“Unless we get married.” Maggie shook her head. “You make everything sound so easy, but it’s never that easy, is it?” Melody yawned as she crawled toward him, and he picked her up onto his lap. “Life’s not always just good or just bad; it’s a little of both. The good parts can be great, and the bad parts can be awful, but if you cling to the good parts, then the bad parts don’t seem so bad.” “It was bad enough when you said you couldn’t even look at me,” Maggie said.