How To Be A Baddie Novels & Stories

I read somewhere something that said, "You know what the difference between a villain and a superhero is? That the superhero would be capable of sacrificing you in order to save the world, and the villain would be capable of sacrificing the world for you." -Calm down, Colton, calm down," the guy named Cobra stepped back. -I just wanted to make sure in person, I knew you wouldn't be able to break your word," he looked at me strangely, as if morbidly. Colton noticed it and that's why he hid me more behind him- But since you already made it clear to me it's better that we leave. See you later, Colton, I hope you fight again," he winked, turned around and left.

My flirting skills are subpar and I can only hope the consistent fluttering of my lashes while I look at him from underneath them, catches his attention enough for him to ask for my number later. Cassidy’s crash course on boys 101 taught me that boys like shy girls and I’m aiming for that look even when I am anything but that. I know I said no boys this summer but after last night with mum, I’m suddenly feeling a little rebellious. And what better way to rebel than with boys? Again, that’s another thing I pulled out of Cassidy’s lessons on boys which is ironic because we both have little to no experience in that department. At least, real life ones.

"Or would you rather we both ditch everyone and stay in here?" Girls throw themselves at me at every given moment, it was surprising that even though I did like to have a good time with them, I was not the playboy that everyone thought I was. I mean, I am a very bad boy who has done some very bad things…, trust me when I say that I have done some very very bad thing. But I don't just go around fucking everyone because I can. There's class in limited access and I liked to keep it that way but gossips like the Coral Writer, a popular anonymous blogger had painted me black already.

Since I was little I was trained to be alert and defensive at all times, exercising the mind is not easy but with time and practice you can turn anyone into the worst scum that has ever walked the earth. I am able to use the knowledge received in others, to turn whoever I want into my follower, to manipulate any situation to my advantage. He was doing well, surviving among criminal organizations is not an easy job, not for those who live among flowers and hearts. Here are flowers with thorns and broken hearts, it's the only way to face the dark world. Aria already had thorns, a damaged heart and to top it off her blood is worthy of someone with power. It's not hard to turn her bad, the probl

“Go.” She grabbed her things and walked away. I look at Hailey, hugging herself and looking down at her feet. “Stay away from someone like her, Hailey. She’s bad news. She plays a good girl, uses you, then treats you like a dog on a leash. Don’t fall for someone’s kindness. They all have ulterior motives, especially when they just came out of nowhere. Choose your friend wisely.” “She came over while I’m waiting for you.” She sat down.

Cassie and I were best friends when I arrived, she was nice and sweet, unlike this monster Natasha has turned her into. Natasha Banks. God saying her name alone makes me wanna hurl. My hatred for this girl surpasses that of this fucking school. You know how every school has a bitchy girl that picks on the weak, nerdy type..well this is her. But I ain't a weak or nerdy type so she's in for a hell of surprise. I smirk, standing up and dusting myself off. "Really Natasha, that's all you could do? Here let me show you how it's done". I shove her HARD, she trips on her heels and topples to the ground along with her so called bimbos.

"You've grown up with bikers, handled a blended family, dealt with things most fourteen-year-olds never face. High school is nothing compared to what you've already survived." Emma's chin wobbled. "What if I don't make friends?" "You will. You're charming when you're not being difficult." "What if no one sits with me at lunch?" "Then you sit alone and look like you prefer it. People are drawn to people who seem comfortable in their own skin. Fake it until it's real." Duke pulled her into a hug. "And if it's still terrible after a week, we talk about it. Okay?" Emma hugged him back, tight. "You can't fix everything, Dad."

"I can pick pretty much any standard combination lock in under a minute." "I did not expect that," I said, genuinely amazed. "Wow." Sarah rolled up her sleeves dramatically, revealing thin arms with a few bandages and colorful friendship bracelets around her wrists. "Yeah, well, I get that reaction a lot. Quiet nerdy girl knows how to break into lockers—doesn't really fit the profile, does it?" She laughed, positioning herself in front of Madison's locker with the bobby pin ready. "My dad would kill me if he knew I was using the skills he taught me for evil instead of good. But technically, we're using it for good, right? To expose an actual crime?"

I whispered into his ear. "Blah, I think im going to be sick!" Bane fake gagged. "Why don't you leave this whole war alone okay, and try and be a nice guy..." he interrupted me by bursting out into laughter. "Your so stupid if you think I would do that. Im going to kill you on the night of the blue moon, then I will become the ruler of the natural world. Then vampires will be the true race of this world"

Author's note: This is the English version of my novel entitled 'How To Be A Murderer,' I hope you guys enjoy and thank you very much for supporting its Filipino version. This is only fiction, and it can't happen in real life. I hope you guys enjoy reading this novel written by me. Love you all. Rules to be a murderer: Accuse someone of the crime you did. Be a liar. Be smart. Choose an appropriate weapon. Create a strong alibi.