The Bad Guys Novelas e Histórias

Baddy, with his wicked grin, seemed to revel in our struggle, his dark energy manifesting in waves that threatened to engulf our ranks. "Focus on Baddy!" I shouted, rallying my warriors. "He's the source of their power!" I could see the determination in the eyes of my pack as they took my words to heart. Jason and Kael moved to flank Baddy, their combined strength a formidable force against the encroaching darkness.

"And I'm here to make it right." The door opened again. More members filtered in—Cage, Reaper, Murphy. The ones who'd stayed loyal to Duke. Five men total, plus Valentina and Sierra. Against Connor's six, plus whatever resources he had outside the club. "This is everyone?" Valentina asked. "Everyone who'll listen." Axel's jaw was tight. "The others think we're traitors." "Then we prove them wrong." Sierra pulled out her phone, connected it to the TV mounted on the wall. "I'm about to commit career suicide, so pay attention."

The poor girl I’m about to traumatize hides her face in his chest, laying still underneath him. “Rounding up the torturous school year with a good fuck I see.” I say with a biting tone. “What do you want, Caldwell?” He bites back and when he attempts to open his mouth again—probably to throw an insult at me—I beat him to it by tossing the paper bag at him.

He should have just kept it to himself. The others immediately realized that it could very well be for the Evil Badges after they heard Ishak. After all, everyone knew that Wellis had earned a lot from leading teams, and had at least thirty Evil Badges with him. Those two were robbing him! Wellis took a deep breath and clenched his teeth, "The two of you think you can beat all of us? Aren't you overconfident?!"

He cursed immediately, “Who the hell are you?! How dare you make a move against my men? You must be tired of living, right?!” The other party said coldly, “I’ve already told you that I’m from Ten Thousand Armies. I know that Somalia is very backward but you must have heard of Ten Thousand Armies, right?” It was only then that Badr came back to his senses, and he was extremely shocked.

He put his arms around me and hugged me closer. "What's wrong, baby?" he whispered. "Bad girl at the party threatened me to steal you away from me, so I'm going to make you feel so good that you won't think about anyone else but me," I pouted. "Bad girl? What bad girl? Remind me to send her a thank-you note later," he chuckled. "That black-haired witch!" I exclaimed. "Who...oh, do you mean Shelby? Why would she try to steal me?" he sounded confused.

"Batman wouldn't be Batman without The Joker and Superman wouldn't be Superman without Lex Luthor." All fours guys were staring at me as if I'd grown a second head but I continued talking nonetheless. "The bad guys are what makes superheroes, superheroes, so no, I'm not choosing either one. I'm sticking with Thanos and The Joker, though Thanos isn't a villain if you really think about it." "You wound me Alexis," Nick said placing a hand on his chest and feigning hurt, "I don't know who you are." "And you never will." Everyone agreed with him but I just shrugged and continued eating.

The scent of danger hung heavy in the air, mingling with the acrid stench of death. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. The Kabal was not a group to be trifled with, whenever you have corrupt government officials coming together, then you have the worst criminal organization, worse than any gang or syndicate. This was a whole new thing for me, I probably would have seen a gangster coming from miles away, but these people hold all the cards, they have the power to turn everything against you, and back it with the law. They were above us, and it was the natural order of things. They were the puppeteers, the masterminds behind the intricate web of crime that plagued Harmo

She paused a bit waiting for me to digest whatever she had just said, "You mean there are shapeshifters and evil guys?" "Yes! The two divisions are Anuka and Ducazee. Ducazee are the bad guys, Galina. We need to catch them and make sure they don't roam freely. They kill people, they coldly bath in the blood of the innocent and we will not rest until we have caught each and every one of them. Now tell me, haven't you heard anything?" She asked and I just stared back at her. A lot of things passed in my mind, the witchcraft, the necromancy class where we were taught to conjure spirits, and many other things that went down here. I just...

She was just hoping that those rogues wouldn’t stay any longer. Rouges – or so-called the bad werewolves. They were the ones who had no packs to go, or they had been stripped of their packs. The rebels, the bad guys, the enemies. And she didn’t know what they wanted from her. Why do they have to go to her house? What do they need from her? There were lots of questions popping into her mind, but she couldn’t find any answers – well, not… for now. But she would do everything to know why and to end this once and for all.