Pretty Reckless Novels & Stories

My hands begun shaking feverently and the mug fall from my hand crashing into the hard tiled floor. Damn it .

"Fine, quite harsh, but it's because I love him, and I don't want to see him get hurt. He's the crazy child." "Mom, you treat me as if I am some child that can't take care of themselves." He raised his hand infront of him and started counting off with his fingers. "I have never OD'd, never drove drunk, always, always used protection. I am not as reckless as everyone makes me out to be." "But you are reckless. Recklessness isn't something to be prou-"

Not cautiously. Desperately.

Want You Back - 5 Seconds of Summer Gerald's POV 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 Creckless, smart, stupid! I admit, the stupid woman is smart, but stupid reckless, without calculation. I clearly couldn't believe what came out of Rara's mouth. I'm not a fool who does anything without analysis. I also could not concede because I was still a teenager.

Heavy and sharp. "I don't think so." My voice came out weak. Uncertain. "What makes you think so?" Cornelius flew upward. He circled once before landing on a higher shelf. "Most demons of that caliber aren't always the social well-adjusted flowers we want them to be." There was something almost amused in his tone. "Much like the brats of this school. Power makes you reckless. Careless with consequences. The 'powers that be' of the infernal realm carry that sentiment."

Maybe I was the most undesirable woman on Earth. “Yes, I will, Anacá,” he said instead, holding out his finger to me. Shocked was an understatement compared to what I felt. Yet I pushed the ring in and it fitted perfectly, as if it was made for him. ------------------------------ This is the third book of the Reckless Hearts Series. The first two: Spark Of Love - Return With His Secret Child A Bittersweet Revenge - Fighting The Reckless Billionaire All books can be read as standalones.

He tracks every step I take, lazy and precise, his jaw tightening whenever I drift closer. “No,” I say evenly. Too evenly. “I don’t think the socks are a power move.” Something’s wrong with my voice. I hear it the second the words leave my mouth. Wrong, unsteady like I’ve stepped onto a ledge without realizing how high the drop is. I have no plan. No destination. Just a tight, fluttering sensation low in my belly that tells me I’m about to do something reckless. Something I won’t be able to take back. “This is.”

Not when I had to stand and watch everyone pretend like it meant nothing. "You’re going to tell me what the hell this is about?" he barked, taking another step closer. "Do you really need to ask?" I shot back, voice low, cold. His brows furrowed. “Have you lost your damn mind?” “No,” I said, a hollow laugh scraping from my throat. “But maybe you have. Because if you think I’m going to sit by and let this happen—you’ve finally gone mad.” “You’re being reckless,” he said tightly. “You’re about to throw everything we’ve worked for into flames.”

"I just opened my F******k account and saw Rhea posted a photo of her and Caesar together." "You're friends with her on F******k?" "She added me after telling me she likes Caesar. And I accepted her friend request." "And she posted a photo of her and Caesar?" As an answer, I nodded. "Is she not afraid of causing a commotion? Isn't she well-liked at your school? A picture of her with Caesar on your school's website will make headlines." "Probably." "Damn! She's bold!" She truly is. I agreed quietly.