Naruto Badass Novels & Stories

They couldn't have their future leaders and commanders as a bunch of sissies and pantywaists. "Damn! What is he doing?" "A mano-a-mano! Finally, something interesting!" "Has the Chakra Freak finally lost it?" "Are those shitty nicknames not enough for him… now he plans to embarrass himself even more! Is he like a masochist?" "This is what happens when your wounded pride takes over your sanity!" "Please don't be a disappointment, I left my assignments to see this!" "Hahaha! After this, the Freak wouldn't be able to show his face!"

He got that sense of bad boy when you look at him. “Oh, excuse me.” The guy said. Then he walked past Jai and to the door, passing by Harris who’s entering the place. “Hey, you left me.” Harris faked a pout. But Jai wasn’t looking at him, he was looking at the red haired guy who just left. Harris realized whom Jai was looking at. “Oh. That’s Satoru Hirabayashi.” “Who?” Jai looked at him. “Satoru Hirabayashi from the Hirabayashi clan. He’s one of the geniuses of this generation. He’s a very skilled hunter.” Harris said.

He then proceeded to introduce each candidate and their unique abilities: - Aaryn: CHANGE - the power to transform into various forms. - Jet: FREEZE - the ability to freeze enemies. - Raven: SNOW - the power to create snow, even on a sunny day. - Amarok: ARMOUR - the ability to turn his body into an impenetrable armor. - Katniss: SNIPER - the skill to easily target enemies from a distance. I smirked confidently, determined to become the top candidate for the next trainer position.

God, he looks like a fucking sexy macho dripping melting ball of delicious ice cream vanilla with all that sweat and thick, ripped corded muscles. I am really, totally fucked. "Focus Cage!" A deep loud masculine voice booms from behind me, making me flinch just the same time Killer swoops in on Nate's distracted stance, sweeping Nate's legs out from under him. They both crash to the hard ground. Oh God no.

You must keep moving and be someone he’d be proud to call son. She was good with metaphors, and as smart as they came, but vulnerability wasn’t a characteristic she associated with. That same night, I woke to her breaking down in her bathroom, and she didn’t come out until the next day. When she did, she was her normal self, her head held high and ready to tackle life at full force. She was a badass all on her own, both my parents were why I had such thick callouses and no tolerance for anything but the best.

I'm not sensitive. You're a fucking smart ass Charll. A badass mothafucka . "Charll, you're not a badass motherfu-" And that was it, the car tumbled over.

🏤High School Badass💄 (🥀 SUGA HIGH 🥀) By Happy Writes ❤️ CHAPTER 2❤️ Jeanne walked towards the gate with her as she held her bag tightly, obviously nervous, she stared in awe as different cars drove in, this school sure is full rich spoilt brat, she thought. Almost immediately a bike ran past almost hitting her, what the heck!!! she exclaimed. She watched as the bike parked in the parking space, the driver is actually a student but why was he over speeding, she thought.

"You don't know just how tempted I am, but we need to give your pussy a rest after everything it has endured." I rolled my eyes. "You don't have to say it with such arrogance." His lips curved into that wicked smirk. "Your pussy is sore from how many times I made you cum and you're lying there begging me to fuck you again. I think I've earned the right to be arrogant." With that, he walked off toward the open kitchen, leaving me glaring at his gorgeous back. "Bastard."

Savannah answered her innocently. Skyler mentally chuckled seeing the innocence of the girl in front of her. "Yeah. Dominic. Dominic Knight. You know , he is the bad boy of the college." Skyler asked her. Savannah nodded in agreement. "Good." Skyler said. "Now, can you please tell me who is a bad boy?" Skyler questioned her in a calm tone. "Mm! Basically, a bad boy is a boy who does bad deeds." Savannah answered her like a small kid. Skyler mentally slapped herself when she heard her way of reply.

However, we have one tiny problem: I have no idea how to be a bad boy. I have Asperger's Syndrome, not Einstein's brain so I need help. And since God wouldn't give me a straight away answer, I asked the only one who would: Google. Google Results: The Bad Boy Is: The guy who effortlessly gets the girl you dream about having. The guy women fantasize about and will practically do anything for The guy who sweeps the woman you've always wanted off of her feet, makes her deepest sexual fantasies come true, breaks her heart, and then has her missing and calling him for the next 10 years.