Step Into The Bad Side Novels & Stories

Stephen said while looking deeply in Damon's eyes, making sure he knew that he wasn't joking at all. Disappointment was clear in Damon's eyes. He knew his best friend. He knew that whatever his friend was saying, he was capable enough to make that come true. Stephen has always been like this. Full of anger, ego and stubbornness. He wasn't like this from the start though. Years of sufferings, cruelty has turned him into this. He was so much into all these negative feelings that only God knows if there is any coming back from him or not.

" Oh please you don't have to feel bad about that. It's non of our fault. Beatrice utter as they continues walking and just Then, someone bump into Beatrice whose eyes gaze were so engrossed on Stephanie who she was gisting with. Stephanie was about warning her about the unknown man before the incident happened. Beatrice felt a kick on her ass as she flys up and saw herself in a another place lying on the ground unable to move with her hurting stomach. The engrage man which she had bump into approach her as he glared at his stain dressed which was shattered by her drinks. That alone made him more angrier as oppose himself of letting her go free of it. She had to receive some beating for wast

What happens when the man who ruined you for everyone else… becomes your stepbrother? Renae thought it was just one night—one reckless, unforgettable night with a mystery man who made her beg for more. But when she comes home for the summer, ready to meet her mother’s new husband, she gets the shock of her life. Levi. Her mystery man. Her new stepbrother. Their chemistry is just as explosive, their connection just as dangerous. But Levi isn’t just any man—he’s the Kingpin. A drug lord. The kind of man you don’t walk away from.

"That’s bullshit." "It’s not! Our parents are married! You’re my stepbrother! Not just my best friend. I shouldn’t have kissed you to begin with!" I yell, my breathing heavy and my heart trembling from the words that leave my mouth. To my surprise, he chuckles. And he takes a step forward. This time, I don’t move back. I let him close the space between us and his harsh breath blows on my face as he speaks in a low, challenging voice. "Stepbrother? Is that who I am to you? Swear to me that’s who you see me as and I’ll take what you say. I won’t ever touch you again."

My mother is engaged to THE James Sullivan, my school’s top sponsor and the father of the boy whose existence is a curse to me. Wait, does this mean that that devil's incarnate will be my stepbrother? Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my fucking god. I don’t know when Sullivan snr moved through the room, but he’s now sitting beside my mother, steady eyes looking me over, confidence that you’d expect from a millionaire of his caliber, oozing off him. It’s like looking in a mirror, one that shows you what your high school tormentor will look like twenty seven years down the line. That bastard will age like fine wine instead of the rotten milk he is.

Praying to my father in heaven. "Take one more step and I'll make you crippled for the rest of your fucking life." The person decided to answer my question. This voice was new, he didn't sound angry he just sounded frustrated. That was a good thing atleast. I said it, TRUST NO ONE!!! His statement made the rest of the guys to look at me. I still hadn't turned around, I was too scared too but I could feel all their eyes boring holes into my back. I think this is where I'm supposed to turn around.

“No matter what happens, don’t get on his bad side.” I swallowed hard. I wanted to say I could handle it. That I wasn’t afraid. But that would be a lie. “I promise.” We walked downstairs together. My suitcase wheels echoed faintly against the wooden floor, louder than I liked. And then I saw him. Stephen. Leaning against the far wall like he owned the air in the room. His eyes lifted the second I entered. The same storm-colored gaze. The same unreadable expression. Our eyes locked and something in me twisted.

The Responsibility. The way Lily looked at me like I stood in front of bad things. If I step into this fully, I don’t get to step out later. That’s the truth. And I already chose. I just haven’t said it out loud yet.

“Or I will present your case to the world.” He chuckled darkly, his breath reeking of tobacco and cheap whiskey. “Your threats won’t work on me, Stephanie,” he sneered, his eyes gleaming with malice. “Do you think I’m stupid enough to be scared of a woman who’s already neck-deep in her own mess? You’re the one in no position to negotiate.”

An hour later, I pulled over to my driveway and went straight to bed but I couldn’t sleep that night, trying to come up with a way to save Alicia. All the good memories came back and played over and over again that night—the memories that I was fighting so had to destroy but kept on failing. The good memories then disappeared, allowing that one bad memory that I had of Alicia to keep on playing. The only memory that always clouded the good memories that I had created with her, that one bad memory that made me hate her so much. The thought of the betrayal that I got from her made me so pissed and felt like whatever that she was going through was what she deserved for deceiving me. I had zero