Homer Bad Man Novels & Stories

His Green eyes were shuddering in a pool of anger. The boy from the floor get up furiously and roared in anger, " How dare you, Dominic ?". Oh, So this Greek god was named as Dominic ! "Just trying to stop your shameful acts in front of the whole college, Damien", he mocked at him in the same tone. Oh ! This handsome jerk was named as Damien! Dominic and Damien . Damien grabbed the collar of Dominic. They were digging holes in each other body with their burning eyes. " Stay out of my matters ", Damien said.

the man cried. He advanced again but his wound was making him immobile. Instead, he throws his mace at Haris and Haris dodged, missing him only an inch. Haris roared and jumped towards him and slashed his sword. Haris landed on the ground together with the man's severed head. The sound of metal clashing against metal fills the air. The cry of the wounded and the dying were drowned by the loud cheering. The arena stinks with the metallic scent of blood. Haris stood up, panting. Big drops of tears streaked down on his cheeks. He just killed a man and he felt like a filthy creature now. How is he different to the Badbloods or the Reapers now?

He laughed. A short, fat man —who I believe was in his late 50s came from the first door that was next to the entrance. He was wearing a white sweatpants, an oversized white T-shirt, and red sneakers. He had a huge chain on his neck, diamond earrings, and a lot of rings on his fingers. He was bald and had a huge scar that covered most part of his left cheek. He had a round belly and beard that was mostly covered in grey. “This is Smash, your new boss.”

Limping heavily, he dragged himself forward, his voice shaking as he whispered, "You… it's you. Claire." I frowned, staring at him for a long time before I finally recognized the man as Austin. I had thought him long dead, yet here he was—a beggar. Not yet forty, and he already looked like a withered old man. I tugged Amy's hand and turned to leave. "No. You've mistaken me for someone else." But when he saw me leaving, Austin stumbled forward, reaching out as if to stop me. At the last second, he faltered, pulling his hand back as though burned. Then, with a broken cry, he collapsed to his knees.

Gracie I am sitting in first class, tugging at the sleeves of my hoodie. I need to make sure they never crawl up, or people will see the bruises on my arms with my father’s fingerprints. He was drunk when I got home last night. He was rough with me. He always is. At least the bruising on my side is easier to hide than the one on my wrists. “Are you not melting in that hoodie?” Lola chuckles from next to me. I laugh, shaking my head. “No, I am alright.”

"He's been in power over my mother and me way too long just because he's an important person in the state. And I... don't know any better way to change him other than this." Adam laughed, but his eyes started to water as he snatched iPhone from Randy's hand and handed it over to Shawn, forcing Shawn to see what the screen was showing. Shawn lowered the gaze to iPhone to watch a video of a middle-aged man is walking while hugging a sexy girl who seemed more suitable to be called his daughter. Or even his granddaughter. The expression on Shawn's face remained unchanged until the video showed the girl's face in the man's arms more clearly. And soon as Adam shouted, "That bitch ruined my family!

Ray's problematic behavior. I throw out all my things from the bag but I can't still find my phone. No way! Oh my God! Dickheads took it out. I slump on the bed and close my eyes and for a still moment, I force myself to believe that everything is going to be okay and that this whole deal is a going to be a shortlived mistake. When I finally open my eyes, the beautiful interior design of the room reminds me that I'm wrong. There's a knock on the door and a deep grubby voice follows. " Come down for breakfast"

She crooned to him quietly. “I’ve been Bad my whole life!” He sobbed, clutching her tightly, as if he would fall off the face of the Earth if he let go. “I know.” She said, gently urging him to rise back to his feet. She dried his tears herself. “But today, will you choose to be Good?” ****************************

For a few moments, I just stayed there, pressed against him, letting my breathing even out, letting the storm inside me quiet. “You said there was something more you wanted to share?” My voice was muffled against his shoulder, but the tension had already begun to creep back in. I felt him go still. I pulled back, searching his face. “You said you have… big and bad news. A while ago? What is it?” Homer sighed, his gaze shifting away for a moment. “Oh yes, I do!” He admitted. My stomach dropped. “But not like this.” His eyes flickered back to mine, softer now. “Not while you’re a mess like this.”

Bad Boys | Zara Larsson I said there's something 'bout the bad boys That makes the good girls Fall in love I said there's something 'bout the bad boys That makes the good girls Fall in love Clear as a crystal or sharp as a knife Words will be words 'til you bring them to life Show the whole world that you're mine alone Tell them girls to go find their own A U T U M N