Step Into The Bad Side Novels & Stories

“So you are choosing his side, aye?” “What?” The question took me unawares. “There are no sides here, Stephan,” Claude said. “Shut up, Claude,” Stephan barked at him. “Are you choosing his side, Rebekka?” he asked hotly. I stiffened, “That’s not what I am saying… I just…” He scoffed and walked past me. The words stuck in my throat. “Go ahead and run to your savior!” he said without looking back and then walked away.

My little makeup had started to melt. What was I even thinking? Confessing? I let out a bitter laugh and turned away from the house, from the party, from everything. I just wanted a place I could breathe and it definitely wasn't here. Then bam,I slammed into someone and stumbled over to the floor. A shrill of perilous laughter erupted through the space..It was sharp and quite cruel. “Seriously?” one of them scoffed. “Watch where you’re going, Fatty.” Another girl stepped around me like I was dirt. “Maybe if you could see past your double chin, you would have better coordination.”

“This is your choice, child…” The darkness ahead pulsed. Alive. “If you step through… There is no turning back.” Kaelen’s face flashed in my mind again. Chains. Pain. Because of me. My jaw tightened. My fear twisted into something sharper. Stronger. “I’m already past turning back,” I said quietly. And before I could think twice… I stepped forward. The darkness swallowed me whole. “See you on the other side child.” The darkness parted, folding around me like silk, and I stepped into a world that took my breath away.

Shadows moving somewhere near the side entrance. I didn’t flinch. I walked forward every step one closer to what could be the worst mistake of my life. But it was too late to turn back now.

Those I had risked my life to protect, the family I had once cherished above all, all of them had betrayed me. This time, I would not make the same mistake. Richard stepped forward. Each stride was deliberate. His towering shadow fell over me, enveloping me. The air around us seemed to freeze. He did not say a word. He swung his hand with full force, slamming a harsh slap across my face. The slap sent me staggering, my lip tearing open, and blood flooding my mouth with a bitter, metallic taste.

In a singsong voice, I add, “Loser. Loser. Loser.” Ben jumps to his feet, his chair clatters to the floor and the rest of my words hook in my throat. Shit. The room shrinks in size, I start backing away from the stage once his foot connects with the stairs. Double shit. The hall is too silent, nobody is trying to stop the menace storming towards me like I am the source of his bad attitude. He finally climbs the stage, takes one step and another until he is a few feet away from me.

Stephen said angrily before clutching his stomach and preparing to leave. However, Sebastian said, "Mr. Beckard, I suggest you don't go out for now." "What do you mean?" Stephen turned around and questioned. Sebastian shrugged. "It's simple; although it's just normal laxatives, there are some side effects." "What side effects?" Stephens' expression changed. Sebastian chuckled. "For example, you might shart." "What? Shart?" Stephan's face turned livid. Then, he farted, which caused all of the other people's faces to change.

Chelsea I knew I would go crazy if I had to spend another day in the same house with my step brother who went around the house with his denim pants riding low on his hips. He was good looking and he carried himself with the air of one who was good looking and knew it. He was arrogant too. He had looked in my eyes and had concluded that I desired him. It was one of the most daring things I had ever had a man do to me. But I knew I was not damned because he was hot. I was damned because he knew now that I wanted him desperately.

Tomorrow night, I will walk into Stephanie Morgan's ritual circle. I would let her think she had won. And then, at the exact right moment, I would turn her own dark magic against her. It was the most dangerous, reckless, potentially suicidal plan I had ever conceived of. It was also the only chance we had. "Mom," I whispered to the silent library. "I hope you knew what you were doing. I hope the Moon Goddess knew what she was doing when she sent me back. Because I am about to bet everything on a plan that could just as easily destroy the world as save it."

The shadow was still over his features and with the dim light of the hallway, she couldn't see much. The light played a sick trick on her senses, making him almost appear like a beast. She had to steady herself and not yell out for help. After all, it was just Chad, her step brother and her boss. He couldn't possibly hurt her in his own home. He had no reason to hurt her, she reminded herself quietly and remained still, as calm as she could with her heart hammering in her chest. "Do you know what happens at night to little strollers?" He asked, his tone low, a voice she almost couldn't catch if not that he was standing so close to her. "Huh? Do you have any idea what could happen to you out