Sonic Baddie Novels & Stories

Jackie demanded. “I come in peace. I am not your enemy, please,” Matt said and looked at me. “Look, Lucas. Henry planned this and he is out to kill you. If you go to him, he will kill you. He already told me this. That man is crazy, and I mean it in psychological terms. He’s losing it. The company’s stocks are crashing and have gone even lower from the dirty secrets released to the press. He knew your team was going to do something, which was why he kidnapped your son before you released his dirty secrets. The only thing is he didn’t know when it was going to drop, unfortunately it was today, on the exact same day he wanted to make you stop.” I chuckled drily. That bastard would stoop so low

I heard banging on the door and I had to stop and wonder where that was coming from. I was in the park right? Who would be making so much noise at the park? The banging got louder and I popped one of my eyes open and that was when it dawned on me that I was sleeping and the date with Jordan was just a dream,the banging on the door continued. "I am up " I shouted but the banging continued. "Rebecca! Rebecca!" My annoying sister shouted. I am sure she just wanted to disturb me this morning, she has nothing better to do.

"I detest people walking out on me." She tisked, relaxing comfortably in her seat. "You'll have to get used to it, il mio cattivo. It's a perchant of mine." He raised a brow. "My nickname for you." Her lips curled up, "My bad guy." He rolled his eyes but said nothing else. "So tell me" She waved off the waiter, "Who is Domenico de Cerintti?" "Answer it for yourself." "I don't know which is why I ask you."

I read somewhere something that said, "You know what the difference between a villain and a superhero is? That the superhero would be capable of sacrificing you in order to save the world, and the villain would be capable of sacrificing the world for you." -Calm down, Colton, calm down," the guy named Cobra stepped back. -I just wanted to make sure in person, I knew you wouldn't be able to break your word," he looked at me strangely, as if morbidly. Colton noticed it and that's why he hid me more behind him- But since you already made it clear to me it's better that we leave. See you later, Colton, I hope you fight again," he winked, turned around and left.

ASHTON "Yours is because you're a son of a bitch," Apolo tells him. "It was unintentional," Ian excuses himself. "Yeah, unintentionally you screwed another girl. You're screwed." And he points the bottle of beer at me. "And you're just an idiot. You're here drinking, trying to forget that your kid's mother drives you crazy just because you think you'd rather screw twenty chicks in one night."

Oh yeah, obviously Bianca the mastermind. Bianca and I may have a cold war. I mean I don't have any intention to make enemies but when Liam Smith the golden boy in our school, the captain and the point guard in our basketball team became my boyfriend, Bianca immediately declared a war between us. Saying that no one can have him other than her. She even threatened every girls that ask him out but that was before, now he's mine.

In fact, he looks like a tsonggo (baboon) because he always frowns. “Pfft...” I stopped myself from laughing because of what I thought. Tsonggo (Baboon). “Are you laughing?” his irritated question surprised me. Wow what a miracle. He spoke. I looked back at him as I raised an eyebrow. “Why am I not allowed to?” I challenged him. He clicked his teeth first before, “Miss, do you even know who you're talking to?” he asked back My looks back at him became serious. “Xania, not miss,” I replied to his surprise. “And yes I know you. You're Vince, their Badboy Prince here. What, should I be scared?”

He sang loudly as he put whatever he was carrying on the floor with a loud thud. I rolled over to the end of the bed and stood up from my everlasting eternal love and went outside my room, where James was smiling broadly like a Cheshire cat, only scarier. With that too cheerful eyes and mouth stretched so wide. Like literally ear to ear. "Where's the spirit bitch, bought you new sneakers." He sang again, wanting me to be interested. I glared at him, "I just finished my fucking homework you twat and you ask where my spirit is? Well, it crawled up my ass and died."

I just hoped that the evening went good with the bad boy. But then putting good and bad boy in the same sentence was bizarre and absurd. It was like having Jay Z and Solange in the same room. It would probably end up in a disaster. I blew a breath of air intent on not getting affected by whatever would happen in near future. Bad boys are bad addictions!

They already took her. Logan's phone rings. He quickly put his fingers on his lips, motioning me not to talk before answering. "Listen carefully," a voice says on the other end. It's cold and menacing, sending shivers down my spine. "You know who this is?" the voice asks. "Gideon from the Jade Brotherhood," Logan says grimly. "Ah, you are smarter than I thought." "One of your dogs left a little red souvenir at my place after burning it down, so it doesn't take rocket science to figure out it was your handiwork," Logan mocks.