Novel & Cerita Плохая Девушка

The girl with long nails said between gritted teeth. "I know, right? She's got that fake, plastic smile and those tacky clothes. She looks like a try-hard. But Jake actually wasted his time with her." The rose-gold haired girl leaned in. "And don't even get me started on her personality. She's so boring and annoying, always playing the victim when she's actually a player!"

Scarlett retorted with arrogance. With that said, she turned to the two girls beside her. "Don't you two know? This is Diana, the famous 'waste' of Cloud City. She's from a wealthy family, and yet she's now hooked up with an old man. Disgusting, isn't it?" Upon hearing this, the two girls next to her immediately furrowed their brows, looking at Diana with disdain. "Is that really true? Has the Thompson family really fallen to such a state?"

it can never really be used to describe her. "What?" Lucas asked in shock. It was the first time he had heard a woman admit that she isn't a good person. All the women that he had met, although they were all scheming bitches deep down, they still tried to present themselves as saints...it was really tiring. "A bad person doesn't just admit that they are a bad person Blair" Lucas says. People are always trying to cover up thier hideous sides from society.....

she asked and sat beside her. Mea taps her upper body with her towel. “He’s awful. Too full of himself.” “Then you do something with that.” “It’s his problem.” She took her phone from the matt behind her, a safe distance from the water. “I’d rather practice with online chatting than this, this is horrible.” Renee grabbed her phone and took a picture of her as she struggled to get it back. “What is wrong with you?” she screamed and stood to reach it, but Renee tiptoed higher.

There are two girl who are talking in the restroom, they washing their hand and have a ceritain conversation about something. “do you know the rumor about the angel devil? People said that Song Hyang use her power to get close with the boys...” said the first girl. “she did that? What a pity... all of the boys are quiet attractive, why should they stick close with her? She even not look like a real girl, not even pretty, I think the rumour is right...” said the other one. “they have handsome faces and great popularity. They are so amazing! That bitch! I really want to beat her and exchange our spot, what did she do actually? I really hate her!” said the girl with a short hair while applying

The other girl wasn’t fast enough but managed to push her away after flinging her hands everywhere and landing a blow on her face. Sia realized that there was blood in her mouth and her look of displeasure was further intensified as she spat it out. The other girl had managed to get on her feet and her face was bloodied already, her previous sneering and grinning face had been replaced with a hateful and weary one. Injuries to her face were the kind of ones that Sia hated the most; she would have to start cooking up a perfect lie in advance. Everything in the world could Sia’s forte but lying; wasn’t one of them.

I roared. "Do you think I don't know you're also like other womens? You are also a gold digging bitch.. So stop this drama and say how much money you want, to have sex with me.?" I said to her harshly. As soon as I said this, she took the glass full of wine and splash it on my face. " Listen mister..! I'm not the type of girl you are thinking. And I'm not a gold digger so don't you dare use these kind of words on me... a**hole." With that she left the place.

I’m sick of everyone thinking I’m the bad guy. I’ve been the bad guy ever since people found out I was cheating on my mate. I know cheating on mates is a bad thing, but I have a high libido. Sally could never keep up and honestly, I don’t find her that attractive. I know she is seen as a saint with her wonderful and forgiving personality. I’m seen as the bad guy, the cheater, the unfaithful one.

Twice. She wondered what was wrong with her that men left so easily. She was nice. She had a good sense of humor. She wasn't a supermodel, but she wasn't ugly. What was it about her that sent men running to someone more interesting? Stefan's face loomed in her mind as she gathered up her baby. She held Juliana closely and prayed Stefan would just leave. Go back to his job. Anything. She'd handled Craig's betrayal with his old love. She handled Andy's with his bimbo secretary. But with Stefan? If he got her hopes up and dumped her, well, she'd never recover. She was certain of that. And she'd have his daughter to look at every day to remind herself of her failure. No, it was better her way. N

Then, without hesitation, she began walking toward us, her heels clacking against the marble with an almost rhythmic defiance. “Carla!” she called out, voice trembling yet loud enough to draw stares. “I know you’re just jealous of the love Maverick and I share, but that doesn’t mean you have to go to the extreme of getting pregnant for a lowlife and pinning it on him!” Her words hit like bullets. My stomach dropped. “I love him so much,” she cried, the baby whimpering faintly in her arms. “You know that! So why are you trying to come between us?”