Little Miss Bad Novels & Stories

“Not just a pageant! And sometimes the winner also gets scouted or might even end up getting a scholarship.” “Wow!” Landon pushed at my shoulders. “Night should definitely join the contest then!” “Wait a minute!” Tina placed a hand on her chin as she narrowed her eyes at me. “Night? Night Winters? Where have I heard that name before?” Shit! She didn’t- “Oh!” Yin exclaimed, clapping her hands. “You’re that model from the hoodie commercial, aren’t you? Cool Space? Oh my goodness! We have an actual model among us!”

“Have you ever done something so bad and know it’s wrong, but you still do it no matter the consequence?” Yeah, like fucking your daughter. I think I can relate. “I think we all have in our life. What have you done that’s so bad?” “You have no idea how bad I screwed up. I mean, she was just there and looking at me all innocent. Fuck, I should have stopped myself from getting so close to this girl. Now, it’s too late to forget her. It’s like she’s everywhere I go. What would you do if you were in my situation?”

Tessa was the ultimate mean girl in high school; she made every single person feel bad about themselves. "Mind sharing, what's so funny?" She asked in an infuriated tone. I managed to calm down enough to get words out, "Surely you must know, sorry, no offense, but are you auditioning to be on the show botched? What in the heck of plastic surgery happened to you?" I could see her slightly shaking in anger, she turned her head from side to side. Getting redder by the moment, “Can you reduce your voice, you're causing a scene.”

“Sorry, Miss Laurens, I've been rude. If you had wanted to come out quietly from the start, this wouldn't have happened." A smile appeared, making her look a little scary. Deadline of a few seconds walked up to the wavy-haired man. William flinched as his tie was pulled to lower his head. Likewise, with Damian, his eyes and that of the girl never stopped clashing. Almeera continued to stare up, whispering two words beside the male manager status at a rival company. Then she smiled and said goodbye. Her departure left various comments. Most of the guests commented on the face that is still beautiful when shouting in anger. They can't be annoyed with the woman when they remember how perfect he

Gesturing toward Isla, who sat trembling and speechless, I said, "She claimed she was your daughter. Brave of her, wasn't it? To insult her own 'father' to his face—calling him an old, useless man." Mr. Lowell shook his head frantically, tears streaking down his face. "No! She's not my daughter. She's just… one of my mistresses. She has nothing to do with the Lowell family!" Then he whirled, kicking Isla savagely. "Slut! How dare you run your mouth and drag me down with you!" At the word mistress, Austin snapped. "What? I only made you my lover because I thought you were Mr. Lowell's illegitimate daughter. I let you bear my child for that reason! You dared deceive me, you whore!"

A few guys in the back whistled suggestively and she gave them a nasty look, shutting them up. "You are late Miss...",the professor said dragging the miss,a cue for her to provide her name. She dragged her gaze from mine and turned with an apologetic smile facing the professor. "Anaiah Jones",she said. "Miss Jones,I will let you off today since it's your first class .The next time this happens,you would sit outside throughout the lesson". "Yes sir,I'm so sorry.I promise it won't happen again.Thank you",she replied,her voice full of gratitude and relief.

“I knew it, Boss. But what was the play?” Massimo crushed the butt, sparks scattering. His eyes went flat, voice dropping to a gravel edge. "I had to make sure we had something in common. Weakness. You lay out the bait just right, they swallow it whole. Women are that easy to manipulate." Roscoe glanced at Saoirse again—her lips parted slightly, a faint whimper escaping as she shifted in sleep. "I don't get it, Boss. That woman? Yeah, she's Rowan Vincenzo's daughter. Founder of the Vaspra Order. Big name. But she can't be worth shit to you. To us. She's damaged goods. Look at her."

Missy suddenly groaned like she's in pain. I rolled my eyes exasperatedly."Stay quiet. Klaus' group is just everywhere. They might here you!" I whispered firmly. Ivonne nodded at my side. Missy just grunted after she gave me a roll eye. Polla remained silent while biting her nails. Ugh, if I were Lash, I wouldn't accept these girls to join the hood. Just by looking at them, I can't define what are their capability or are they even aware about the rules.

The man on the ground was Harvey—the one who took everything from her. The report said after he'd run off with her money, she spiraled. Then her parents died, and she lost whatever was left. She drifted. Ended up on the streets, selling socks at roadside stands just to get by. Years later, Harvey showed up again—only for it to end like this. On screen, Loree kept swinging, screaming through tears, "It's all your fault! You ruined my life! I hate you! You destroyed me! I regret everything—it's all because of you!"

We say in unison then we fist bump. "Please tell me you guys are not acting Bad Boys right now." Camilla said coming to stand next to me and without thinking I wrap my arms around her waist. "Yeah. We've been addicted to that movie since we were like five. I was always Mike Lowry and Derek was always Marcus Burnett." I explained. "Forget Bad Boys. What is going on between the two of you." Derek asked with his eyes really wide. "Oh, nothing." I answered awkwardly. I looked at Camilla and I could see the blush forming on her face.