Likeable Badass Novels & Stories

She was rough, I guess from all the fighting. Thomas is like a bad boy from a YA book, he looks and acts like one, but he doesn't talk like one or treat everyone like they're less than him, he's not arrogant or mean to everyone. He just looks like the guy you don't want to run into, but if you do you'll know he's a godsend...or at least he is to me.

Hell, a stupid magazine had done a write up on NYC most eligible bachelors and placed my picture as number one, I had been furious and tried to have myself taken out of the article but my attorney had spouted some crap about freedom of speech, since the publishing of the article,i was being approached by even more materialistic females. The magazine listed my net worth as equal to the richest man in the world, they had also said i was tall, dark and handsome, he stood over six feet, with broad shoulders and muscles that rippled throughout his entire body, i hated gyms but i ran every morning and sometime in the evenings too, I had discovered at a young age that running was a great form of re

Is he a sociopath? "And you don't feel bad at all? Did you enjoy it?" I feel dizzy. I still can't wrap my head around this. I thought these kinds of things only happened in movies! "Of course, I feel bad for the guy! But it's the ugly side of this lifestyle," Logan winced. "I don't understand. Why would you want this kind of lifestyle?" I asked. Logan looks into the space for a moment as if he is thinking hard. "I don't know why. Maybe because I want to feel powerful? All my life, people assumed that I'm some kind of a goody two shoes, and I want to prove them wrong."

⚯͛ Your appearance shouldn't define who you are, and that's what I like, the contrast between people looking like the opposite of what they truly are deep inside. ー Matthias Schoenaerts ⚯͛ * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy

- and I'd do it a second time. You aren't bad until you've ever frozen someone's underwear as payback. -every single one of them. You aren't bad until you've ever replaced someone's possessions with something else. - I replaced his books with bricks. You aren't bad until you can threaten your enemy and get away with it. - sassiness runs through my veins. You aren't bad until you've won a fight. - poor poor Luka. You aren't bad unless you've insulted someone repeatedly and are still breathing. - Insulting Blade is my favourite pastime.

I tried to convince her but it seems her likeness for Camila is just there. "Those are the kind of people I love to mingle with. The crazy badass bitches. Trust me." "So, what about me?" I asked, wanting to know what she thinks about me since her likeness for Camila seems to be strong. "Well, talking about you..." She paused, making a thoughtful face. "I'd say... you're the annoying one. And, you aren't a badass bitch so, I'll just pass." "Seriously?" I furrowed my brows. "Camila is the hood one here, right?"

Now more tattoos peek out from under the neck of his black sweatshirt, some kind of snake head, and who knows what else he has. "Here? Since when?" I sigh and start walking back to my faculty. That arrogance when he speaks and the way he believes he has the power to order things is what made me spread my legs for him. I don't even know how I liked that, I guess because that whole "bad boy" thing is attractive when you're full of hormones. "Since today." "And Owen?" he asks. The fact that he asks about him is the only reason I don't mind him following me.

Ewww. ********************

Jake slowly made his way towards me, his eyes showing no emotions, or maybe he was really good at hiding them. I swallowed as I took in his appearance, he was drenched in sweat which made his tank top hugged his muscles in the right places. His biceps glistened with sweat and they bulged as he wiped the sweat on his face. Lord, what would I give to be the sweat on his biceps right now? Clinging unto his arms like my life depended on it. No one should possess a body like this and still be handsome. No one! This guy was meant to be part of the Greek gods.

Minnie didn't like Oliver like there was something he was hiding. "What's wrong?" asked Oliver, seeing Minnie looking at him sharply. "Nothing! Just wondering," Minnie replied, her alert demeanour like Daddy John, who understood situations that were difficult for others to read. "Wonder? Do I look like a criminal?" Oliver asked the pubic boy in front of him as if the gaze was suspicious of him. However, Oliver is not affected by Minnie's suspicious look; he assumes it is just a curious little girl. "I didn't say you were a villain. Ah and another thing, villains can disguise themselves as good people, and good people can disguise themselves as villains. Be careful because not all good people