You Are A Badass Novels & Stories

He did try to speak but I didn’t let him. “All right, fine! Get rid of me,” I continued to shout. “That's what you want anyways. You're the son. You're the prince. You're the most powerful in this school and I'm just a lowly new transferee so what can I do? You really deserve your title tsong. You're the worst and the baddest Badboy Prince who lived on the face of the earth!”

There was no love left in me for her, she only made my cock hard. “I’m so mad at you right now. You allowed this bullshit to ruin what we had. You could have confronted me but you took a bitchy route around this whole situation by ghosting me instead of confronting me like a real man. You believed the same bitch... the same bitch that participated in tricking me to come to this country and I was almost turned to a fucking prostitute because of her! You’re an asshole, Jason.”

He added a second later, completely confused, narrowing his eyes to analyze the man in front of me. "I... your.. bro...ther" The guy tried to breath out and the information brought enough shock to Thomas' eyes that I let him go. I walked around him, so I study his face and, holy shit, Thomas was right. He was exactly what an older, healthier version of the 13-year-old boy would look like. Except that looking at Thomas or even his remembering his dad, I could think of the word handsome, while looking at this guy... 'Greek god? Perfection? Wet dream?' Venus suggested. 'When did you become such a hussy?' I asked, getting a snort as a reply, because she knew I agreed with every single one of her

"Don't you see, your powers are too strong to be there in the world? We can't let you leave this island, Bash. It's not only for your own good but for everyone else too." "But I'm a superhero," Bash argues. "And you're a bully!" Bash sticks out his chest, proudly standing his ground. I can see the alpha energy surging from him. "STOP LYING and leave me and my mama alone, NOW!" he roars, using his alpha voice for the first time.

Said Mia “The best kind of Bad ass” said Bunny “you just have to remember why your doing this. To save those girls from the worst situations” Everyone agreed “Exactly” said Dora “That is exactly the truth you need to remember, you will crush them if that is your single minded purpose.”

"Nope" "So what happens if we end up loosing the game tomorrow because I was here doing your feet instead of training?" "You won't" I told him flatly. "And how do you know that?" "Because I know you and I know that my boyfriend is a good player....... maybe not as good as Sebastian but your about there" I smiled. "Princess don't get smart with me, I'm way better than pretty boy and you know it" "Have you seen Sebastian playing? He's like thee sexiest player I've ever seen" a little teasing never hurt anyone.

"Why wouldn't you want to be a badass?" It takes Liviana a moment to muster up an answer, and she absolutely hates what it is that she comes up with. "Because... It just doesn't sound like me," she says. "It's not me." "So?" "So," Livi repeats the word with more emphasis, asking, "how could I be a badass when I'm so clearly just... not?"

"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.

"And what do you think you are going to do with that toy." "Would you not love to know you sick bastard." "You say bastard, what does that make you then?" "Far better than you; you are a waste of space." "And you are a bit over-ambitious. Do you have any idea who I am?" "Well, unfortunately, I do. Now let me ask you the same. Who am I?"

It was not right. "Lyric, answer me," I asked her again, feeling breathless. She looked away from me and it hurt me. I felt my heart ached at that one movement. My nose flared, I rambled on "I know you can hear me, Lyric." Sighing, I continued. "Lyric, you can't let anyone bully you, okay?" She stared at me as if I was speaking a foreign language she could not understand but I knew. A sense of possessiveness passed through me, and I said "You have to stand up to them, every one of them. I like my girls badass and strong."