The Bad Guy Audiobook Novels & Stories

My jaw fell open in shock, he looked amused at the dumbstruck expression on my face. “I also know that you never got your degree… I know an awful amount of things about you, just like Anselmo did. He wasn’t the good man you thought he was.” I felt my jaw grind with hardness “and you are?” He shook his head and fully stepped back. “I never pretend I’m not the bad guy. When I kill someone, it’s because they deserved it. Nothing less, nothing more.” His voice was gravelly thick and I could literally hear him inside my head. He left the room and I sagged against the fridge, letting his words sink in.

He learned the shit from programming video games of all things. "What the fuck boss?" My guys were pissed but they were nowhere near my level. I didn't let my mind play the guessing game that was no way to go into an Op. If I started thinking it might be one asshole and focused entirely on him then I might miss something. I'm a free market thinker everyone is suspect except the three women sitting in my truck. If the fucker was watching this play out he was gonna need a rocket launcher if he wanted to fuck with them. "Task complete." Who the fuck thought of giving Tessie Marilyn Monroe's voice anyway? That shit was just off. We walked over to where she'd picked apart what turned out to be an

I snarled at him while he squirmed to get out of my death grip. That's right. These wimps are still not safe from me. Just because I fell in love with the good girl and she wants me to be all Mr. Nice Guy, that doesn't mean I am just gonna let everyone walk over me. I was still Jacob Phillips, the toughest nail at school, the big bad wolf of Greenville High, the king of.....

Gorilla1 challenged and the anger was obvious on his face. I was silent for a moment. This is what I'm talking about. Don't blame me because I’m not in the right condition today so I said that. This is infuriating. I just want to take a nap. “You know Xania, even if you're a woman...” Gorilla2 said starting to clench his fists. “...we will still hit you so don't be stubborn.” Tsk. These assh*les are getting on my nerves. “Look, I don't want trouble. I really don't have any money and I'm not as rich as you think even though I'm the P.A of your Badboy Prince. Can’t you understand that? You 3 are really gorillas.”

he cheered his beer bottle with mine and took another big sip and told me in his baby voice and I was blank on who he was talking about. “Who’s your Choi? And when did I become your baby, big brother” I lashed at him with my bottle for calling me a baby and he again laughed like he never cared about my lashing. That audacity of his!! “Who’s the bad boi now" he was so drowned in his evil laughter and God, I really wondered whether he was human or not because how could a man have such a care free attitude??? “You haven’t seen my bad boy face yet Mike. I’m more terror than you know" I breathed and threatened at him and I too felt myself being like a joker. Wow, the drink had really hit my head

Ending this. Nick stumbled back, lips torn and bloodied, his face swollen beyond recognition, but he laughed. A guttural, insane laugh that echoed through the broken-down walls of the cabin. He wasn’t just evil. He was gone. Everything was just a game to him. “You think you’re the hero in all this?” he panted, licking the blood off his bottom lip like it was some kind of trophy. “You think she picked you? Devon, buddy… she was mine long before you even noticed her.”

Shawn said, trying to wake Adam up. Instead of waking up, Adam laughed. Next, he patted Shawn's cheek instead. "Out all of the people, Shawn, I never thought you would be the most innocent," Adam said, and when he saw Shawn's expression harden, Adam quickly added, "Not this way. I told someone to sabotage my father's room and record his lewd actions with that bitch! And...." Adam spread his arms, looked up, and laughed as he said, "I'm going to spread it all over the world."

The quiet vulnerability in his voice. Aiden Voss was dangerous. Not because he was rich or handsome. But because he was starting to feel real. And I was starting to want to know more.

The older club member answered in a stained tank top, suspicion clear in his eyes. "We need to talk," Axel said. "Got nothing to say to you." "Then listen." Axel pushed past him into the small house. "I've got something you need to hear." "Axel, I swear—" "Shut up and watch." Axel pulled out his phone, played the warehouse recording. Connor's voice filled the room, casual and cruel as he detailed his plans to gut the club and disappear. Tommy's face went white. "Where did you get this?"

And unlike his earlier cautious and calm voice… His voice suddenly became deadly. “Jordan-fucking-psycho!”