Pretty Reckless Novels & Stories

Jack frustrates Rebecca to no end, he's a lazy jackass who has done nothing to help find his sister. "Two people came by, asking about Annie. They left and I followed them." Rebecca explained. Jack gasped. "Do you realise how dangerous that could be?" Jacck demands, his question clearly retorical as he doesn't wait even a second to continue. "You have no idea where your going. No idea what you could be walking in on. This is so reckless Rebecca, what are you thinking?"

“It’s reckless. It’s dangerous as fuck.” I leaned in, “Yeah,” I murmured. “And it’s exactly what we want to do.”

What does that say about me? Images flood my mind: My father, plotting in the shadows, whispering of rebellion. My mother, a fearsome fighter in our pack who was in on my father's plans for a coup all along. I never wanted to be anything like them - risk-takers willing to sacrifice everything. And yet, I realize now, maybe I am just like them after all. Reckless. The word has been hurled at me more than once - even by Kadeem. And that very trait is what sparked all this chaos in the first place. I should sit still, keep quiet, and behave.

Of course I dared. When a person was pushed to the edge, there was nothing left to fear. Clutching Miss Zabel's greasy, $350,000 check, I rushed straight to the meeting spot. A few rough-looking men surrounded my mother, cursing and spitting as they stood over her. My mother was curled up in the corner. This woman, who was once so proud and confident, now had streaks of gray in her hair and a face hollowed by exhaustion.

"Bro it was small and cute prank - said reyan and I felt that my anger was on peak now. "Shut up - I screamed in my anger. "Mrs izzah hussain have you really got badly hit on your head. Jab tumne kaha ki kon ahad mujhe laga jese kisi ne mera saans rok liya ho izzah tumhe sirf apni entertainment or pranks ki padi hai kisi ki ehsaasat ki nahi. Nahi lekin tum kese samjhogi tumhe to apne pranks karne hai na mujhpe ( when you told me that who ahad I felt that someone stopped my breathing but you

“ Good girl. Now you are going to listen to me. We do have a few things to talk about. Like why you haven't come back to Club Reckless.” She tries to look stern when she says “ I don’t need to go back. It was a one-time deal. Something to get out of my system. I did that so I’m good. And we don’t need to speak of it ever again.” “ You see that is where you are wrong. We do need to speak of it again. And we are going to but not here.” I tell her as I take a step back. We are going to talk but it will be in private. Anyone could walk out and hear us talking. That wouldn’t not only embarrass Speed but she would shut down. “ Get on your bike. We are going for a ride.” I told her.

He spoke to me as though I was a teenager. Aww, what a caring daddy! Bullshit. "I am responsible! Yes, I may appear reckless at times, but what happened today was a sheer mistake," I yelled, grinding my teeth in frustration. Just a sheer mistake.. Now I looked like a mental patient. My makeup ruined, clothes dirty, hair smelly and unkempt. I cursed my overly sensitive nose. "A sheer mistake can kill someone. Do you even understand that? Rare or not, this could have ended with someone in the hospital

He dragged me to his car and practically threw me into the passenger seat while I scrambled to push open the door but it was locked. I broke into new set of sobs. He got in the driver’s side and sped off. He drove so fast, too fast. He swerved around other cars and even red lights. The tires kept screeching. I gripped the door handle with my knuckles white. This was pure madness. He was running mad and I was was scared we were going to crash and die but he didn’t seem to bother one bit. "Reid, slow down!" I cried with my voice trembling. "Please! You’re going too fast! We’re going to get into an accident please! Just listen to me and let me explain," I pleaded in between tears.

The tires screech against the asphalt as I tear down the street. “She’s in deep, Jace,” Rich mutters beside me, his tone careful. “If she’s gone to him, she’s not thinking clearly.” “She’s never been fucking clearheaded with him,” I growl, my grip tightening. “But now she’s coming down from whatever the fuck he’s been giving her. She’s not just thinking irrationally, she’s desperate.” Rich exhales through his nose, leaning back in his seat. “And desperate people make stupid fucking choices.”

But I couldn't help my looks from wandering back to him, dropping to where his cock would have likely hung-a crazy habit of mine. "You've been checking me out more than usual," he said out of nowhere, in a quiet voice and serious. I froze, beer halfway to my mouth. "What? No, man." But my face became very red with heat and he laughed as though he knew everything. "That's not true. I see it." "And I've been thinking about you too. I hear you at night, jerking off as you moan my name." My cock stiffened into my jeans, and he stood there putting his beer down and turning to face me. "Just admit it, Alex. You want this. It's a safe place don't worry."