Novel & Cerita Step Into The Bad Side

I found the sight to be both tragic and absurd. I stepped forward and delivered another blow. "Of course, it takes an evil hand to punish evil. Let's see if you survive this."

“I will find my way back myself.” I exchanged glances with my brothers. We didn't need to speak. We all knew that look. Stephanie in a state of rebellion was a force of nature. If we let her walk, she’d probably collapse in the woods and be eaten by something, or worse, she’d actually make it to the RDC and get herself killed by Akira because she was too weak to fight. “Stephanie, wait!” I called out. She stopped in her tracks, her shoulders tense, and slowly turned around.

Sarah said firmly, but the damage was already done. Every wolf in that clearing was looking at me now, and I could see it in their eyes. The judgment, the agreement with Mateo’s assessment, the confirmation that I didn’t belong here, that I was weak and pathetic and exactly as worthless as everyone had always said I was. “I’m just being realistic,” Mateo said with a shrug, finally turning his amber eyes on me with that cold smile. “No offense, step-sister, but maybe you should sit this one out. Actually, maybe you should sit them all out. Stick to something more your speed. Like knitting. Or napping.”

Never. I stepped away, grabbing my pack of coffee from the side of the road. It was still intact, so I placed it inside my bag and made to walk off. However, before I took three steps, I heard his voice again. The once sad, pitiful tone was now completely dead, angry, and vicious; the same thing it became the moment Damien walked into his life.

"This race of course! Do you know how dangerous this is?! What if something happens to you? What will your mom react?" My gaze hardens as I looked at her. "First, I know what I’m getting myself into. Second, I’ll make sure nothing happens to me." A look of disbelief etched on her features. "How can you be so sure everything will go the way you want?" "Because I’m the one who play the part and I will make sure nothing happens to me." I said coldly then left her standing with a shocked expression. Valerie Hernandez I stared at his retreating back in disbelief. This guy is insane and full of himself! I was just looking out for him and he respond me like that?

Every bad girl needs a list and I've got the perfect one. ◇WAYS TO BE BAD AND LET THE WORLD KNOW THAT YOU ARE BAD◇ You aren't bad until you can wear all pink and still have everyone scared of you. -almost every day. You aren't bad until you've broken into the enemy's house. -did it twice. You aren't bad until you have a natural thirst for vengeance. - it fuels me. You aren't bad until you've to punch someone you detest in the face. - and I'd do it a second time.

“Josh” Angelo and Stephen both said in unison, and I was looking at the young boy in front of me. With the way, he speaks with calmness and his body language, I don't find him anywhere near psycho. But I can't trust his body language, people deceive easily by looking into in eyes. “The fucking bastard Playing,” I said. “What…” Steph asked. “He is not looking like a psycho or anyway near psycho, but that psycho is close to him and may be working for him, or it could be Ivan, but we can't trust,” I said.

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!

“Because it sounds a lot like you’re just mad your brother gave me a ride and ordered takeout, which makes absolutely no sense, by the way,” His eyes flashed. I didn’t even flinch. “Zade is literally just being a brother,” I added, trying to get a read on him. “Not that you’d have any idea what that’s like.” I hadn’t meant to say it out loud. The second the words slipped out, I froze. His jaw ticked. His stare turned sharp and still—so still it felt dangerous. Stephan stood slowly, the movement fluid and unhurried, like a predator closing in. I took a step back without realizing, my spine hitting the door behind me just as he reached me.

"Yeah, well, welcome to the club. Nobody asks for anything around here, but that doesn’t stop people from holding grudges." I glanced around again. The glares hadn’t softened. If anything, they seemed sharper, more hostile now that I knew the reason behind them. It was like walking into a lion’s den and realizing you were the prey. "So what do I do?" I asked, hoping Stephan had some kind of magic answer. "You prove them wrong." I frowned. "How?" He grinned, that same mischievous glint in his eye. "By kicking their asses, of course." I let out a nervous laugh, though it did little to ease the knot in my stomach. "Great. No pressure, then."