Likeable Badass Novels & Stories

"What's a good woman?" She wasn't even sure why she was entertaining this conversation. Maybe because Hilary kept shouting about wanting to join the military. Maybe because beneath all the arrogance, she was still just a stubborn kid. This time, Hilary answered without hesitation. "A good woman? Of course someone like my idol-the Commander of the Obsidian Unit!" Her whole face lit up instantly. "Cool, powerful, absolutely badass. She commands armies! She's strong, fearless, and ridiculously awesome! She's seriously the coolest woman alive!"

“Well then, this celebrity likes you.” The fun atmosphere subsided again. Mea’s greatly confused at the situation developing too fast. She has to revisit all the facts logically or she’ll end up overthinking. One thing you can’t do to a Mea Cristy del Bien is lead her mind to overthink. That might be a lie, but she likes convincing herself that way.

she said, and walked away slowly swaying her hip seductively. The stranger eyes followed her every move, he waited for over five minutes before following suit, his cock was already swelling as he drew nearer to the room, he knocked once and entered only to find her sitting on the counter, legs slightly apart swinging her panties with one finger. Every girl has the bad girl vibe and Serena knew she had one deep inside of her, but she never for once show that side to Simon who was the gentle easy going type, but with this stranger looking at her with pure lust in his eyes, Serena knew she had to bring up the bad girl vibe for him to know she was also a game.

They kissed intensely like there was no tomorrow. They broke the kiss unwillingly, in need of oxygen. Panting after the intense kiss, their eyes closed, she murmured in the heat of the moment, "If this is the consequence of disobeying your orders, then I'll always disobey you." His lips curved into a smile against hers. This time, he framed her face with his hands and kissed her softly and chastely. "I like you, and I want to make you my badass girl," he confessed with glee after breaking the kiss. She froze in place, her eyes dilating in shock. She couldn't believe he had just confessed that he liked her. She was utterly dazed.

Before I could stop myself, I blurted out, “Rusty, be honest with me. Am I likable?” Rusty pulled off his headphones, turning around in his chair with a confused expression. “What?” “You heard me,” I said, sitting up and leaning against the wall. “Do people... like me?” He snorted, shaking his head. “Evans, of course people like you. What’s not to like? You’re smart, you’re funny—well, sometimes—you’re decent-looking—” “*Decent-looking?*” I interrupted, raising an eyebrow. “Alright, fine,” he conceded with a smirk. “You’re a solid nine out of ten, but don’t let it go to your head. You’re still an arrogant prick half the time, but somehow, people like you anyway.”

Terrorizing the insecure badboys with his handsome face but questionable personality. Attraction had striked me first when i laid eyes on him, he didn't appear like other boys at school. He was diffrent, far more outreached and to close to despise. He carried a certain fear when he walked around, but that never stopped the girls from swirling around him like plagues. I never liked guys who were like him, they were mostly full of themselves amd arrogant. Never once thinking about others sufferings except if it would cause them hapiness.

He was just average in every way. 'He wants to become the Alpha? Did he ever see his face in the mirror? What quality does he have to become an Alpha? He was nothing compared to Leonardo. Where he's enchantingly beautiful. I had never seen anyone so tall and admirably handsome all in one, along with a strong dominating aura that radiated from him, proving power and vitality. He looks calm but exceptionally dangerous. Though he looks like a coconut shell on the outside, he's soft as a marshmallow on the inside. But he never shows his soft side to anyone. He thinks people think a soft-hearted person is weak. He has a sexy eight-pack body and well-built muscles which is enough to tremble the en

Oddly, it seemed like the name pleased him. "So Scar is a villain, I like that, I'm sure you know this by now, I love villains. I identify as one."

Good lord, this man was no short of insane, but yet, he had this irresistible charm—something which she couldn’t resist, something that made her knees weaken. Leone was no short of handsome. Smart… well, she could say that. Underneath his psychopathic nature lay a shrewd genius, one who surpassed the expectations of everyone in the mafia clan. But there was something about him that drew people to him. He was like a force, an irresistible magnet—sinister in every fuckin’ way.

"I love giving a good first impression" "Oh" he returns his look to his laptop and I'm grateful he's not looking at me. Somehow Baddie makes me want to be so perfect, I mean he is perfect himself, perfect at handling this job, perfect body, would even pass for a model, practically almost every woman would swoon if they were in an office alone with him. I make a mental note to recommend him to Mr. Liendior should they lack any male model.