The Bad Guys Book 17 Novels & Stories

I braced myself as another rogue lunged at me, his jaws aimed for my throat. I twisted, managing to evade his bite, and struck him hard with a swipe of my claws, sending him reeling back with a yelp. The rogue regained his footing, growling low as he prepared to attack again. But before he could make a move, Jerry lunged from the side, catching him off guard and tackling him to the ground. I watched as Jerry's teeth sank into the rogue’s shoulder, his grip unrelenting, until the rogue went limp beneath him. The remaining rogues hesitated, their snarls faltering as they took in the sight of their fallen comrades. I could sense their fear, their uncertainty. They hadn’t expected this level of

he exhaled, then joined his forehead with hers, his hands still touching, they didn't want to stop, but he had to stare her in the face. "What are you doing here? When did you get here?" "Sofia, listen to me well. There are good and bad people around us. And even those who seem bad, are not. The other way around, there are good people disguised as evil. Whatever may, no matter who the people are, I want you to understand that it's in me that you will trust to the fullest." She looked right into his eyes. His were now injected with something she couldn't decipher. "Why do you say that?"

he said with an evil chuckle which echoed around the room. THE SEQUEL OF THIS BOOK WILL BE AVAILABLE SOON ON GOODNOVEL. BUT FOR NOW, YOU CAN FOLLOW UP ON MY NEXT BOOK "ADRIAN STEEL" THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT

-I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan]. You aren't bad unless you have your own sigil/symbol/mark. -how about a pink panther better yet a tigress? You aren't bad unless you've met all the requirements on the bad list. -I'm the reason they made this list. You aren't bad until you've proven you are bad. - Not to toot my own horn or whatever...but I make the 'faceless men' run for cover. You aren't bad until everyone acknowledges the fact that you are indeed bad. - It's hard to deny.

“Or someone’s helping him.” The lock clicked. The door opened with a hiss. Inside, the tunnels were half-flooded and smelled of rust. Aiden’s flashlight carved through the dark, revealing crumbling walls marked with strange symbols—pack insignias twisted together like a warning. “Julian’s sick,” Aiden said quietly. “No,” Dante replied. “He’s smart. He knows wolves follow strength, and he’s building a new kind of army.” They moved deeper. The air grew hotter, humming with machinery. Somewhere ahead, faint voices echoed.

he said "hmm, so you are saying you are a bad person, a badboy'' I smiled "Yeah I am a badboy and that makes you a bad girl with you by my side" ''so you are saying I am the badboy's bad girl right?" "no wrong" he grab my chin forward "you are beautiful like a doll, feisty and strong so I'd say you are The Badboy's baby doll" he stated darkly with a smirk.

Onward to Rallegrad and the Lycan king. Book 3 coming soon!

“He is an evil man.” “Evil might be a bit harsh,” Heath started. “Yes,” Rhett interrupted again, digging his elbow in Heath’s ribs to stop his mate from confusing things. “Leighton is the bad guy. We’re the good guys. Let’s find our mate Aislen, and then Niarthen, and then we can go and get the bad guy who poisoned the river.” One of the soldiers stepped up to them and spoke through the helmet, her voice muffled and her words in Mer. Aeylira’s expression eased into relief, and she gripped Benethin’s forearm, giving it a squeeze before releasing.

I continued angrily. He just watched me. His eyes sucking into mine deeply. “You know what, it doesn’t matter now! I just want you to know that you have been very shitty and it was so disappointing to experience you act that way. I fantasized about meeting you because I thought you were some kind of angel but I guess I was wrong!” I said out of breath. “Now, can I please have my book?” There was a moment of silence and I thought he was not going to say a word. I thought that he would just continue looking at me with those eyes that made the room feel a lot smaller.

Alec and Eric answer in unison, before Cain had a chance to speak. I smile at the enthusiasm the answer held, I had never been wanted before and this felt nice. “What?! How the hell are you going to help Hadley? They change into huge, strong wolves and fight huge strong wolves. What do you plan to do? Be bait?” Zylith bolted off the couch, arms flailing about in anger at my declaration. “Zylith you should sit.” I look up from my fiddling hands, I have decided to share this with her. I told complete strangers, all be it weird ones with secrets of their own. I should be able to share this with my best friend.