The Bad Guys Novels & Stories

I sure hoped Orlando knew what he was doing or we'd lose them forever. We needed to get them back and quickly these guys were bad news. They were the kingpins of the underworld. They knew a lot of bad guys, worse than us and worse than Dreads, they would start a war just for you being on their turf because god knows what they were going to do with Milly and Kacey, knowing they belonged to us. Right now I can't think of the bad things I need to think of the good not bad. "We'll get them back bro, but we're going to need help."

The way he leaned back, his fingers lazily twirling a pencil between them, eyes half-lidded in that way that said I don’t care but posture saying I’m calculating everything. That dangerous balance of mischief and intelligence. I’d seen it before, imovies. In villains you couldn’t help but root for. The ones you couldn't help but take their side. The ones you found yourself falling for, against everything. I shook my head. This wasn’t a movie. This was real. And I wasn’t some girl who melted the moment a new boy smiled her way. I was Aurora Hart. The Ice Queen. The loner. The outcast by choice. I wouldn't tolerate any bs.

she said, and walked away slowly swaying her hip seductively. The stranger eyes followed her every move, he waited for over five minutes before following suit, his cock was already swelling as he drew nearer to the room, he knocked once and entered only to find her sitting on the counter, legs slightly apart swinging her panties with one finger. Every girl has the bad girl vibe and Serena knew she had one deep inside of her, but she never for once show that side to Simon who was the gentle easy going type, but with this stranger looking at her with pure lust in his eyes, Serena knew she had to bring up the bad girl vibe for him to know she was also a game.

There were two guys behind them, which I presumed were part of their entourage of muscle and ammo. For a second, I glanced up at the Bologna brothers. Both of them were standing against the rail glaring down toward the entrance with a few other brutes behind them. It was like the mighty stare-off between good and evil, Heaven and Hell. The only problem was, that I had no idea who the good guys and bad guys were in this equation. But something told me there was a tad more evil lurking behind the Morellos, especially the older brother, Enzo. With his dark hair tied at the back of his neck, and that disgusting smirk that always seemed to be plastered on his arrogant face, Enzo Morello was one c

I believed that our pack was destined for greatness under his leadership, and I yearned to follow in his mighty footsteps. But on one fateful day, the alliance, those who dared call themselves the "good guys," arrived at our pack house, their faces contorted with disdain and hatred. Their words were venomous, echoing through the halls as they declared war upon us. They spared no insult, casting my father as the embodiment of evil and cruelty, as if their own hands were devoid of bloodstains.

It was a face from his past, someone who shared his desire for revenge. "Killian Montgomery," George growled, his voice laced with malice. "It seems fate has brought us together once again. And this time, we will make them pay for what they've done." Killian Montgomery, a malevolent figure driven by his own dark ambitions, stepped into the light. His eyes gleamed with a twisted delight, reveling in the prospect of vengeance. A sinister alliance was formed as the two villains joined forces, their malevolence intertwining like tendrils of darkness.

I'm gonna make him pay for everything he's put me through and trust me, he's gonna pay for it all. I've been keeping good things by my side, you know, when bad keeps good things, it becomes the good weakness, so if Enzo is playing good, I'll use it to hold him down. Evil always die, good always kills evil, but in this case, I'm gonna kill another evil, that's the one in my basement. I've been patient for a while now but when I am impatient, I kill. Ameerah, a simple mission, fûck the bastard and get pregnant, but she decided to play good when we both know how evil she could be. Well, operation Ameerah didn't go as planned, Enzo is too smart for that.

I lectured them when we arrived at the location. “Chill, Jordan. You ought to be the braviest one of us, what then are you the school’s infamous bad boy for?” Nathan worded and all I did was shake my head in pity. “I don’t like this hijacking job. Even if all you two do is work at the underground with me. It would be much better and less risky than this, I can assure you.” I said but it fell to their deaf ears. Apparently, they are hijacking one of Steven's car, and they ain't even the slightest bit scared. Steven has been the reigning gang leader for this district with lots of boys working for him, and currently he is just a short distance away yet my friends are insisting on risking it.

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?"

"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.