Kissed By The Baddest Bidder Characters Novels & Stories

I was stupid for losing my guard. A good girl like me should not mingle with a bad boy. It wouldn't end well. Bad boys should hang out with their kind. Like Samantha. Samantha was a bad girl but she still got her heart broken by Romeo. Then, what kind of girls should be with bad boys? "A penny for your thoughts?" "I don't have a penny," I muttered under my breath, without even knowing the person who asked the question. "I guess I'll have to top up your account balance,"

She tossed her hair, trying to look effortlessly gorgeous. Theresa grinned. “Your turn, Kade.” He picked a card with that slow, cocky confidence and flipped it. A diamond. A dozen girls gasped. Theresa’s grin stretched. “Dare. I dare you to kiss Cassandra for five minutes.” More gasps, whispers, someone even dropped a cup. Collins muttered, “Hell no,” under his breath, shaking his head angrily. Cassandra froze. Her excitement flickered across her face too visibly. She pretended to shake her head, pretending she didn’t want it, but everyone could see the thrill in her eyes.

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

“The Ailuranthrope, the first of our kind, was bound to all of you because she was the mother of your true mates. But she is gone. I carry her power, but I am not her.” For the first time, hesitation flickers across their expressions. The truth shakes them. But one of them isn’t willing to accept it. Kaiden Nightwalker, the most volatile of the three, steps forward. His jaw clenches, his dark presence crackling with raw energy. “No.” His voice is firm. Unyielding. “I feel it. You are mine.” Jasmine shakes her head. “You’re wrong.” But Kaiden doesn’t listen. In the blink of an eye, he moves. A rush of dark energy explodes through the arena, and before I can react, he’s gone. And so is Jasmine

The clapping ceased, and it was finally time for the show. The Auctioneer grabs the microphone and then introduces his subjects. The bidders were excited. This has been what they were waiting for. Anyone would pay such high prices for these girls. Though they may not sell on the streets, technically because no one would want a female hitman, these bidders are more than likely to spend their fortune to get one from the Auctioneer. He bragged them as the bests of the bests. Finally, the stained cloths were pulled and the girls were revealed to an enormous crowd of wealthy people— kings, dukes, alphas, faerie kings, and more.

And I definitely didn’t expect the scene that greeted me the moment I stepped inside. She was sitting in his lap. Not perched. Not politely balanced. She was laughing—head tilted back, glowing—while Kai whispered something in her ear that made her swat at his chest and say, “Don’t mock me, Kai. You’re bad.” And then he kissed her. Right there. Full lips, full claim. “I’m the baddest,” Kai drawled, loud enough for the entire room to hear, “and you know that, don’t you?” He wasn’t saying it for her. He was saying it for me.

I tell them my voice cold and detached as they all settle down and despite Alex’s outburst he pics up his controller his thumb hovering over the button as Hunter clears his throat. “Before we begin, Paxton, will you do the honours?“ Pax nods and swiftly uses his claws to remove her black lace teddy, leaving her in nothing but heels and a thong. I catch several of the alphas lick their lips as her tits jiggle no longer contained behind the lace fabric. Pax then spins her around, tugging her thong up even further as it strains against her skin before he smacks her ass as it wobbles from side to side. When she turns to face everyone again, all of them are sitting on the edge of their seats. A f

”The bidding will start at five hundred gold coins, and as agreed the highest bidder will get to touch her as they please” As the words left Kai’s mouth, my throat dried up in disbelief and the men immediately began to go unbelievably wild on hearing the offer. Deep down, that unpredictable dark part of me was impressed at how badly these Alphas wanted to touch me and I secretly wanted to see just how much they thought I was worth. “Five thousand!” The first bidder screamed. “Fifteen thousand!” Another person bided shortly after. “Twenty five thousand!” “Thirty seven thousand!” “Forty two thousand!” “Fifty five thousand!” “Sixty five thousand!” “Seventy two thousand!” The bids kept going hig

“You’re really diving into this.” “I like to know what I’m dealing with.” My gaze shifted to another phrase, one that puzzled me each time I read it. “Hey, Billie, listen to this,” I said, as she scooted closer, her head resting over my shoulder. “‘A truth be told that the bonding between two heirs of one particular Pack will have in hand the mate of one single Pack. Two heirs, brothers in arms, one mate with the satisfaction of claim to the throne.’ What does that even mean?”