The Bad Guys 2022 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. OTHER WORKS: 1. THE BADBOY TRILOGY BOOK ONE: HOW TO DESTROY A BADBOY BOOK TWO: THE EMANCIPATION OF A BADBOY BOOK THREE: A RHAPSODY FOR THE PLAYBOY 2. DANCING IN HIS STORM 3. THE WOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 1: THE WOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 2: THE UNWOLFING OF ROGER WILLIS ARC 3: UPCOMING

“Dude, you actually did it. She’s completely in love with you. The way she looks at you now? Santorini is going to be legendary.” My steps faltered. Tyler’s voice followed. “Bet she gave it up too, huh? The scholarship girl falling hard for the bad boy. Classic.” My stomach twisted violently. I pressed myself against the wet glass wall, hidden by the vines. Then Aiden’s voice, angry. “Shut up about the bet. It’s not like that anymore. I’m done with it. I’m in love with her. I’m calling it off.” But I didn’t stay to hear the rest.

Moments passed and even more silence. That was until Reid burst out laughing. Everyone at the table had their eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “That’s it?” He asked as he spluttered through another round of laughter. “That’s the worst plan I’ve ever heard.” “It’s better than seducing a nineteen year old girl!” Maya hissed, she was beyond fuming. Not only did Reid embarrass her by laughing but he was being a dick about it. “I’m the only person who can get close enough to him to kill him without him suspecting a thing!”

My name is Fabiana Smith, I am 17 years old, in a few days I turn 18. I live with my mother and I have two best friends who are crazier than a goat. I had no feelings towards someone, until a fool, handsome, bipolar, crossed my path. At this moment I feel that he will give me a heart attack. If I die, please tell mom that yesterday I stole money from her pig, I made a small hole in the bottom and then I glued it with glue. Okay, I'm being pathetic. You only stole 1 dollar, Fabiana, and it was to buy mint. Ops, I like to look interesting. But you are not. I shake my head and look at Antonio, did I listen well? Did he say he would leave Estefanía? Maybe I imagined it. 一 Q-What did you say? 一 I

And just like that—I started walking again. ***** Okay. Plot twist I did not schedule: enemy scout #1 and enemy scout #2—two very wrong men from the Black Fang—popped out of the trees like bad extras in a tragedy. They looked like they were auditioning for “villain, but uncomfortable,” with one of them sporting the saddest mustache I’ve ever seen on a person about to die for their career choices. I had the pendant at my throat, crumbs still stuck to my lips, mud crusting my calves, and the world, for once, had given me a ridiculous little gift: two men who were more stunned than dangerous.

If Elena hadn't been quietened by the nerves in her system, she would have told him off. Surely, her baby niece wasn't going to sell her out for some toy castle, right? Well, apparently, she still had a lot to learn about betrayal, because Lara Chadwick-Taylor screamed, "Deal!" Two minutes later, Mikhail returned to the room with a huge grin that lit up his handsome features, that a familiar arrogance in his eyes as he reached for her hand. "I can't believe you would negotiate with a kid over something like that. So what now? You are gonna add another toy to the huge collection you already got her? Maya is going to have your head, you know that?"

I open my eyes and surely enough, Mike is standing there with two of his cronies backing him up. Mike is the school’s jock and let me tell you he can’t get any more stereotypical. He dates the head cheerleader, who happens to be a bitch, and likes to bully the outcast crowd. And like any typical bully, he has to have what I like to call his ‘bitches’ back him up. I mean, he already towers over me, do you really need the backup dude?

Just when I thought we had gained the upper hand, Baddy reappeared, his wicked grin twisting my stomach in knots. With a laughter that echoed through the chaos, he shouted, "You think you can defeat us so easily? The darkness is our ally, and we will not be defeated!" The ground trembled beneath us as Baddy unleashed a wave of dark energy, threatening to engulf our warriors. I felt the weight of his words, the despair they carried, but I refused to let fear take root. "We fight for our future!" I declared, rallying our warriors to stand firm.

"Or would you rather we both ditch everyone and stay in here?" Girls throw themselves at me at every given moment, it was surprising that even though I did like to have a good time with them, I was not the playboy that everyone thought I was. I mean, I am a very bad boy who has done some very bad things…, trust me when I say that I have done some very very bad thing. But I don't just go around fucking everyone because I can. There's class in limited access and I liked to keep it that way but gossips like the Coral Writer, a popular anonymous blogger had painted me black already.

Anonymous people from all grades, arts and sciences alike, shamelessly fawning, dropping one shocked comment after the other like it’s the second coming of Christ. Nexus Beaver—: Whoa, why is he looking for a girl’s number when school’s over? Flygirl 24—: That’s new. School is a scam—: oh my God, this is insane James-Sullivan’s-no1-fangirl—:I’m so jealous. WHO IS SHE? JS Wifey—Ughhh, he sounds soooooo hottttt. I scroll away from that post and find another one right under it, posted within a few seconds after the first one.