Troublemaker Book Novels & Stories

It was all about the good juju, after all. Mari’s father gives thanks for the supper, and had the nerve to ask whoever god he believes in for more favors. He even asked for blessings for the less fortunate. And when he gave thanks for having me as a soon-to-be new member of the family, I heard her snicker softly. I didn't know if Gian heard it. If he did, he ignored her. I peeked with one eye open through my lashes and saw that she's still got her eyes closed, her long lashes skirting her top cheeks. I squeezed her hand lightly, letting her know I was still in the room and like expected, she didn't squeeze back. I felt my jaw tense. I didn't know where it came from, but the play she's been d

“For people who say they’re not friends, you sure do think the same.” I blink, “What?” “Like I said,” He repeats, standing up now. He walks towards the crates and digs through it. After a few seconds, he almost falls into it. I was just about to stand up and help him when he managed to prop himself right up. Holding a small red book in his hands. He walks towards me and places it right in front. It wasn’t that thick, and it looked more like a pamphlet than a book. “Girls are nothing but trouble.”

"My whole life is the reason why I'm in danger. I am a defective wolf, I have a ghost mother in my house, I have a magic book that caused me to hallucinate, I was kidnapped and lost my memories, and Ryder is ignoring me." She laughs and says, "Trust me that is the least of your troubles." "Great!" I waved my hand in the air. "You got a list for me?" "Actually," she reaches behind her and she pulls out a book in front of me. "A whole book for you." I stare at the familiar book. "That's my mother's book." It was the exact same one at my house. "How did you-" "I didn't. You did." I looked at her as if she was crazy. "I'm not following."

"Ibang klase ka talaga. Hindi ko alam kung masestress ako sa'yo o mabibilib eh." "Mabilib ka na lang. After all, nakabuti naman para sa lahat ang nangyari. After we stole the tiara, the buyer made a ruckus about it being fake... just the way I wanted it. That issue triggered everything. Remember the black book Baron stole? Laman nun ang lahat ng contacts at schedule ng mga transaksyon ni Alfred. That's a very decisive evidence. Ang black book na 'yun ang magiging susi para mas makapasok ang mga otoridad sa madilim na mundong ginagalawan ng mga gagong 'yun, kasali na ang mga ginagawa nilang pagnanakaw nina Ortega.

Book Three of the Badboy Trilogy Written by: Vendité Johnson The Badboy Trilogy Book One: How to Destroy a Badboy Book Two: The Emancipation of a Badboy Book Three: A Rhapsody for the Playboy Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

With a knife in hand, Olivia Gerber catches Caleb Jebb in bed with another woman for the ninth time, only to discover that the woman is none other than her younger sister, Shannon Gerber. The usually aloof Caleb suddenly grabs the knife and drives it deep into his own abdomen. "Don't hurt Shannon." Caleb stares at Olivia with bloodshot eyes, his voice unexpectedly shaking. "You can get back at me however you want. I'll accept it. Are you happy now?" Olivia freezes on the spot, her fingertips numb from the warmth of his blood. The next moment, Gerald Gerber, her father, hurries over and slaps her across the face. He launches into a furious tirade. "Olivia, have you lost your mind? All

Toward her. Eve’s tablet gave a low, continuous beep. Number ninety-one had just received a five-minute major for fighting, a game misconduct, and an automatic ejection. The playbook wasn't just ruined. Terry had just set it on fire, and as Eve grabbed her coat and ran toward the private elevator, she realized the war hadn't just begun—they were already trapped in the blast zone.

Like they say, enemy's enemy is a friend. I had always been caught up on the fact that working with the devil was the ultimate threat to one's life, but I was now made aware of newer potential problems. The gravity of the situation was finally becoming more and more clear in my head. I was glaring at a set of additional problems that had the potential to be a part of my life sooner rather than later. "You there?" "Yeah," I mumbled. Not sure why, but my response seemed to have restored him into good spirits as I heard a dry chuckle. "I can hear the gears in your head-turning. Are you silently cursing me for having entered your life?"

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.