Its A Deal Badboy Novels & Stories

“Marriage isn’t a business deal.” Lucas’s mouth curved not a smile, but something colder. More dangerous. “In my world,” he said, “everything is a business deal.” _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The Deal with the Devil The contract sat between them, thin sheets of paper that weighed more than a tombstone. Natasha’s heart pounded so violently she thought Lucas might hear it. She forced her eyes down to the first page, where her name, Natasha Marie Raymond was printed in bold black letters. The terms were simple:

“You and your friend are both bad boys.” “Only bad boys can protect a good girl, you know.” Debra seemed like she did not want to lose in the verbal war between her and Stephen. So she said, “My friend can have any boy she wants. We will get her the biggest bad boy than your friend.” Stephen lifted an eyebrow after hearing her. He lowered his head to her level, which caught Debra off guard. His gamma blood reflected as he said, “The biggest bad boy? Where are you going to find another bad boy like him? I can assure you that no one can be like my future Alpha, Ian Dawson. He will turn the werewolf world upside down once he takes over his throne.”

“I’ve done some pretty bad shit myself.” My hand finds him, stroking his dick slowly. He moans softly from my touch and his defenses falter. “It’s not my mess,” he says, with his head tipping back slightly. “It’s a punishment.” I tilt my head, feigning sympathy. “Punishment?” He groans, with the words spilling out as I keep stroking him. “A deal went bad with someone... someone influential. They gave us a choice: deal with this... or lose everything. So, we’re stuck with it—for now.”

he held up my story, "...stays between us. And your scholarship remains safe." I read the contract. It seemed standard, except for the hours. "Do we have an accord, Miss Lin?" I looked at the fireplace, then back at him. I thought of Milo. I thought of the rent. "Yes," I said. "I'll do it." Adrian smiled. It wasn't a nice smile. It was the smile of a wolf who had just caught a rabbit. "Excellent." He stood up and walked to the heavy oak door of the study. Click.

The poor girl I’m about to traumatize hides her face in his chest, laying still underneath him. “Rounding up the torturous school year with a good fuck I see.” I say with a biting tone. “What do you want, Caldwell?” He bites back and when he attempts to open his mouth again—probably to throw an insult at me—I beat him to it by tossing the paper bag at him.

He gave me a wickedly cold smile, thinking it was going to scare me away. "Miss Bradford, I still don't understand why you would want to have a deal with the devil himself.. but okay, since you are such a stubborn little lamb, I will indulge you one last time.” He paused, staring off at the dark endless road. "And calling this a deal isn't the right word for this. Due to the fact that there is clearly no mutually beneficial term. There's literally no exchange of something of value. But okay, we have a deal." My gaze at him deepened. "Thank you."

And the worst kind of person. The school’s infamous bad boy—the one with the dangerously charming smirk, a reckless attitude, and a reputation so notorious that even teachers sigh in exhaustion at the mere mention of his name. He smokes behind the gym, gets into underground fights, and, if the rumors are true, has even been in illegal car races. There’s even speculation that he once killed someone. And yet, despite all that, girls still line up to throw themselves at him. Jessica included, apparently. But Jack Carter isn’t just a bad boy with a pretty face—he’s also a hockey prodigy.

He put his arms around me and hugged me closer. "What's wrong, baby?" he whispered. "Bad girl at the party threatened me to steal you away from me, so I'm going to make you feel so good that you won't think about anyone else but me," I pouted. "Bad girl? What bad girl? Remind me to send her a thank-you note later," he chuckled. "That black-haired witch!" I exclaimed. "Who...oh, do you mean Shelby? Why would she try to steal me?" he sounded confused.

I pushed him to the wall across mine, I put my hand on his chest and looked at him straight to his eyes. "The devil was once an angel, so I think you were once an Angel until one day you turn into a devil." He tensed and I know that I hit the right spot. "So what do you have in mind Mr. North?" I asked to the point and he smirked. "Let's have a deal.” The moment when he said that, I know that my life after taking this deal won't be as bored as old times. I know that so well. From the start, this man is already a definition of trouble. I'm officially Dealing with Trouble.

"Yeah it is dude. Everything is right in there." "Thanks g, ama buzz ya CashApp asap." "No shit. I gat something for you my nigga." "What?" "Here is a half capsule of xan just for you." "Oh! Oh! Oh! You for real? Give me a hug brother. Where the fuck you get xan?" "You can call me Bad, nigga." "Nah! I call you Don Bad, nigga." "Don Bad?" "Yeah! Don Bad. Yo! Ladies from this moment, you call him Don Bad; thank you."