Kissed By The Baddest Bidder Characters Novels & Stories

“I don’t know how to do this.” “I’ll show you,” I whispered back. “Just stay.” She swallowed hard, her lips brushing mine not quite a kiss, just a trembling near-touch that made my whole body tighten. “Why me?” she breathed. “You could have anyone.” I opened my eyes and stared straight into hers. “Because none of them are you.” Her lips trembled. “None of them fight back like you. None of them cry like the world betrayed them. None of them look at me like they want to hate me but can’t.”

Today, I was happy, because it meant that I got to have more time with him. “So,” Hallee said meaningfully as she saw me walking into the auditorium. We were still waiting for everyone else to come before we could start rehearsal. “So?” I asked back. “I’ve heard rumors,” she said cryptically. “What is it this time?” I sighed. “Judah’s a gang leader? He’s doing some illegal bull-fighting? Is he a vampire?” “No,” Hallee rolled her eyes. “I’ve heard that a certain someone was spotted kissing another certain someone on the bleachers this afternoon,”

But my breath caught in my throat, not because of the amount but because of who had placed the bid. Kade. He was leaning casually against the wall, with a red cup in hand. He was not staring at me but probably knew that I was looking at him. Unlike Jaxon, he wasn’t smirking or trying to make a scene. He just… looked at him. And I could see that Kade was planning on winning this. Jaxon narrowed his eyes in a challenge. “Six hundred,” he bid again, making this some kind of challenge. But Kade didn’t blink. “Eight hundred.” he shrugged.

We were alike in that way too stubborn to back down, even with danger staring us in the face. Timmy tightened his grip around my waist, and I realized I was holding my breath. His chin rested on the top of my head, warm breath tangling in my hair. I could feel the tension in his rigid muscles. On the other side, Aaron and Midnight were frozen like statues, their eyes locked on the screen revealing the storm brewing inside them. The auctioneer began. A metallic chime echoed as the first bid came in. “Wolf013” placed it—an insane number and not even a real name. Goosebumps ran down my skin. The masked man in the front row leaned forward, intrigued. My heart pounded against my ribs.

My confidence had long left me I was new and there was no way I would be choosen over the girls. "We are left down to the highest bidders and it's a draw!" The lady who announced every bid said excitedly but I must have heard wrongly how were the highest bidder the last to choose and the picked the same person. At least I wouldn't be left alone if they didn't pick me. "You can try some other time nobody." Trisha mocked. She was the hottest amongst us three and the odds she would get chosen was higher. The bid continued until one of the VIP lords placed the highest bet on the yet to be known stripper.

Coldly. “Adrian?” She looked disgusted. “Please. That Good for nothing mama boy. Only you will like him.” Then her lips curved beautifully Dangerously. “I want Kai. He is interesting.”

Kathryn bit her lip as memories from the day she first met Zachary up to this day came as she watched Zachary bended down with his knee on the ground. "Kathryn Taylor, you’re the best woman in my eyes and I want you to stay by my side forever.” Zachary looked up, eyes filled with hope, love and life. "Will you marry me, please?" Kathryn's heart was beating too fast; she couldn't think straight. Her palms were sweating and her tears won't just stop from falling. That “please” by the end of Zachary’s line was just too cute, clearly impossible for anyone to reject. And knowing it came from a former “bad boy” even made it special and adorable.

The announcer said to the mean looking man as number 10 got blindfolded and led to the backstage. “Next,” Mr Tristian said, looking at her. Allison couldn't bring her let's to move, Mr Tristian pushed her to the stage. In the unforgiving glare of the stage lights, Allison squeezed her eyes shut, desperately seeking to shield herself from the harsh scrutiny of the crowd. As the auctioneer's hammer rang out, Allison's eyes fluttered open, revealing a world of cruel hope and desperate despair. Around her, bidders circling like vultures, hungry for fresh prey. And then, she spotted him—the man with the face of a thousand stories. His body was a tapestry of ink, every scar and tattoo a badge of h

I held my chin high, refusing to let anyone see nerves. Kian turned toward me, his eyes locked only on mine, shutting out everyone else. He didn’t kneel—of course he didn’t; that wasn’t him. Instead, he slipped his hand into his jacket and pulled out a velvet box, opening it with steady fingers. The diamond inside caught the lights and threw them back a hundredfold. “From the moment I met you, I knew you would ruin me,” he said softly, but his voice carried, because everyone strained to hear. “And I’ve never wanted anything more. You are my beginning, and you’ll be my end. Alessandra, will you be mine?”

“He said you kissed your boss in front of him and you’ve been cheating on him this entire time.” My grip on the phone tightened. “That bastard.” “I clearly know you’re not a cheater, but girl, what the hell happened with you and Max?” By the time I finished narrating last night’s events, Maya was practically breathing fire. “That scum. That piece of shit!” she snapped. “That stepsister of yours is so fucking envious of you. It kills her to see you happy.” A bitter sound left my throat. “Tell me something I don’t know.”