She's Bad Novels & Stories

“So what’s this about? You don’t barge into my studio just to annoy me.” “You’re right.” She lifted her iPad, tapping it once. “I came to tell you your Vixen’s been chosen for the Bad Habit video.” I didn’t look up from the soundboard. “Good for her.” Heather gave me a knowing look. “You might wanna care about this one.” “Why?” She hit play before answering. The screen lit up with the audition footage. Some woman, dark-haired, in a crop top that hugged her full breasts like a second skin and a skirt so short it rode up with every shift, barely covering the curve of her ass.

"You shouldn't have meddled. You're powerless and alone. Why did you have to act all righteous?" My daughter rushed forward, sobbing, trying to shield me. But Isla kicked her away with brutal force. Amy hit the ground hard. She looked at my swollen, bloodied face, tears streaming down her cheeks. Kneeling on the ground, she pleaded desperately, "Ethan, please, I beg you… don't let them hit her anymore…" Her words were cut off by a sharp interruption by Isla. "She is today's entertainment. Making everyone happy is her honor. And if you dare plead for her again, you'll spend the rest of your life locked in the basement."

I just couldn’t deal with a hospital trip for alcohol poisoning… not tonight. “No,” she pouted, flopping onto the couch with the grace of a toddler. “I’m a terrible person.” I couldn’t help it, I smiled. This was the kind of entertainment I needed after being stuck in a room full of arrogant American mafians. I slid onto the couch beside her. “Why are you a bad person?” She reeked of alcohol, but somehow beneath it lingered the faint trace of vanilla. “I love Adrian,” she mumbled. I rolled my eyes so hard they hurt. I wasn’t about to listen to a sob story.

Looking down at her, I said, "Weren't you acting all pitiful just now? Why'd you stop crying?" Sheila forced down the hatred in her eyes. When she looked up again, her face was full of guilt. "Rose, I'm really sorry… If cutting my face will make you feel better, then go ahead. "I know you've always hated this face of mine anyway. Just because I'm prettier than you… If that's the case, then I'll destroy it." As she spoke, she reached for the blade, pretending like she was about to slash her own face. Of course, the others were not about to let her hurt herself. They rushed forward to stop her.

“Okay. She hates pets, she doesn’t like blue cheese, daisy flowers, just roses. she hates lazy guys who just sit on the couch all day on Saturday, guys who can’t cook because she can’t either, clingy guys who always show their affection every single fuc…g hour, she definitely hates that. She’s not much of a traveler, if she has to travel, it has to be a meaningful one. You know one of the biggest boy bands those years, Bangtan Sonyoudan? Yeah she doesn’t know them. Not even one of their songs” “What??” “I was literally as shocked as you” she chuckled “let me go on, she’s never been hiking before, she’s never had a family brunch before, she’s a big fan of Hollywood movies, like the big bang,

I waited patiently as the cogs in her brain began turning. She weighed the question in her mind for all but sixty-seven seconds before responding, "It does." "So why?" "Because I'm not you, or your brother, or those people. I'm a good person!" "No one is truly good. We all have that little bit of darkness festering within us. Some of us embrace it and others simply ignore it. We try to function every day and hate ourselves when those dark thoughts suddenly pop up again. You hate yourself when those dark thoughts pop up," I knew I hit the nail on the head when her lips parted and her pulse began hammering against the thin skin at the crook of her neck, "what you fail to realize is that to be

The poor thing wasn't even a week old, and it was already disfigured. Crazy bastard! Foolish idiot! Worthless scum of the earth! She marched back to the car, legs trembling with anger, as she grabbed her things and ordered an Uber. While waiting for the driver to arrive, she placed a call to her assistant. The phone rang twice before the chirpy 19-year-old girl picked up. “Hey, sweetness! Your interview was fire girl--” She squealed. “Right, I--” “Madame Denver has been blowing up the phone.”

What the hell am I doing? "Catch ya later, tiger." I hear her sexy voice trailing up from behind the bar. She walks out into my line of sight. She looks a supermodel with an S&M fetish. Like she'd beat your ass if you said the wrong thing, but then fuck the shit out of you to make it right. It's driving me fucking crazy and I haven't even said anything to her yet. I stand on the porch pretending I'm just out for air. I glance her way as she steps into the light of the bar. She hops on her motorcycle and revs the engine. Just when she's about to leave, she glances at me and our eyes lock.

Fuck he made Every girl on campus think he was single and he fucked them. I let out a sinister laugh as I stepped closer to her face "watch your fucking tongue Maddison" I said as I gave her a deadly glare. She raised an eyebrow as she leaned against the wall "oh what, what are you going to do bitch?" she challenged and I clenched my fist ready to ruin that ugly of hers just as kaiden's hand made contact with Mines. I flinched as I pulled my hands out of his reach.

Or that terror which she will inevitably bring. She is dark and evil and she will destroy everything good in her way. I knew that there were bad creatures here. I didn’t want to have to add to them. “Alright then. So, what’s the plan? How do we even find her?” I asked. “We will have to set out to find her. But if she knows that you’re here then she’ll be waiting. And she’ll throw whatever she can at you. I can promise you that.” He said. “She’s already done that. And I lived to tell the tale. I can do it again.” I said.