Badgirl Stories

He is a mafia king who fears nothing. She is a mechanic who fears even less. When Aria Voss meets Alessandro De Luca, chaos begins. A game where trust is lethal and love is the most dangerous risk of all. Aria Voss Aria Voss was the kind of girl people underestimated-until they heard the roar of her engine. Independent, stubborn, and fiercely loyal, she built her life with her own hands, one broken machine at a time. She trusted metal more than people, because machines didn't lie, didn't betray, and didn't leave. Behind her cold attitude was someone who had been hurt before-and learned the hard way never to depend on anyone again. Alessandro De Luca Alessandro De Luca didn't need to raise his voice to be feared. Calm, calculating, and dangerously intelligent, he was a man who controlled everything around him-including people. As one of the most powerful figures in the Italian underworld, he lived by rules no one else could break. Ruthless when necessary, but never careless, Alessandro wasn't just dangerous-he was inevitable. And once he set his eyes on something... he never let it go.

They sent her to the academy to learn control. What they didn't expect... was the storm she carried inside. Luna doesn't care about redemption. She isn't here to make friends, play nice, or be saved. She's darkness wrapped in flesh ,a girl with a stone heart, colder than death, and power that could tear the world apart if she let it. She's sent to Fledgling Institution,a prestigious school for different kinds of supernatural beings where they're molded to master their gifts and blend seamlessly into the human world. Secrets stir. Powers clash. And something ancient is waking beneath the surface of it all. Some monsters are born. Others are made.

Scarlet Moretti is deadly. A fighter, a racer... an assassin known only as Dusk. When her past drags her back to the Mafia family she never knew, she's forced to confront secrets, siblings she doesn't recognize, and a world of danger that won't let her escape. Xander, cold Mafia kingpin, wants nothing to do with her. Until he can't look away. Family. Power. Secrets. And one assassin who refuses to be tamed.

Queen Amara Villareal is the queen in the Greencrest academy-siya at Ang dalawa Niyang kaibigan Ang pinakakatakotan sa academy nila, paano Kung makahanap Siya ng katapat Niya?, what if he find her king? Lucas Kingsley Reyes -Her step brother -soon to be her husband.

Sanay siya sa gulo. Sanay siya sa away. Lumaki siyang hindi nagpapatalo-laging handang lumaban, laging may sagot, at walang kinatatakutan. Para sa kanya, normal na lang ang sigawan, suntukan, at pagiging "problema" sa mata ng iba. Kaya nang mapunta siya sa isang section na puno ng basagulero at basagulera, hindi siya natakot-parang bahay lang niya 'yon. Lahat mainitin ang ulo. Lahat may sariling issue. Walang gustong magpatalo. At akala niya, isa lang 'yon sa maraming laban na kaya niyang panalunan. Pero mali siya. Kasi sa dami ng taong pwede niyang maging kaaway, may isang tao na hindi niya kayang tapatan. Hindi dahil mas malakas ito. Hindi dahil mas matapang. Kundi dahil sa bawat tingin, bawat asar, at bawat banggaan nila... may nararamdaman siyang hindi niya kayang kontrolin. At sa unang pagkakataon- hindi siya natatakot matalo sa suntukan... natatakot siyang matalo sa sarili niyang puso.

Samaira falls first-soft, warm, and hopelessly drawn to Kyra. Kyra doesn't believe in love. She doesn't feel it... or at least that's what she tells herself. But even stone cracks when something soft refuses to leave.

She is not human, and he, who detests her species, can't stop thinking about her. Max is a young soldier, and his mission is to defend the city from those dangerous Evolved Humans. However, after meeting Ursa, an Evolved girl with deep, feline blue eyes, he won't be able to get her out of his head. She hates humans, but he's not one to give up.

PLEASE READ THE DAMN TAGS!!! "𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙃𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣'𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩." Where two best friends make it their mission to corrupt the innocent new girl. (awbw, lmbw)

"I should have left you in the woods," I spat, my fingers tightening around the hilts of my daggers. "You're arrogant, cruel, and everything I hate." Kairo didn't flinch. Instead, he stepped directly into my guard, forcing the twin blades to bite into the silk of his shirt. One rested over his heart, the other pressed against the vein in his neck. "Then do it," he challenged, a thin trail of blood already blooming against his collar. "Cut the thread, Asha. Or simply admit that the only reason you're still holding those daggers is because you're afraid of what you'll do with your hands if you drop them." ─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─ Dreams shouldn't leave bruises, but his words do. Every night he's there, a shadow I hate and a face I can't forget. I try to push him out of my mind, but it's impossible. Then monsters attack, ripping through the life I thought I loved. Everything I knew, everything I trusted, turns out to be a lie. They send me to a school for people like me, people I didn't even know existed. A place to train, to fight, to survive against things that want me dead. Nothing here is ordinary. Nothing about me is ordinary anymore. Every lesson, every challenge, pushes me further than I ever imagined I could go. And he is there too, watching me with eyes that seem to see straight into my soul, glaring as if he owns the chaos around us. He is infuriating, infuriatingly powerful, and somehow tied to everything I am and everything I'm about to become. I may not understand a lot about what's going on in my life, but I know one thing for sure. A man with a god complex is dangerous, but a man who is the child of one is way worse. ─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─ This story contains mature themes and inappropriate language, not suitable for all audiences. For a full list of TWs, please go at the beginning of the book, under "author's note". Reader discretion is advised. ─ ⊹ ⊱ ☆ ⊰ ⊹ ─ Status: ONGOING Update: One chapter every Monday STARTED

Things never last forever, but love does... I hope you read the first book so you can enjoy the plot twists. Explore Siyabonga and Ntandokazi's journey as their love for each other is tested. But in the hard way.

• EPISTOLARY • Cianfreij Collins × Keith Anderson They met in disguise, loved in illusion, and uncovered a truth that was painfully... bittersweet.

INFAMY - 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘤𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯. They said infamy is earned. Not inherited. Not stolen. Not branded into you by a name you never chose. He learned early that blood remembers even when the mind refuses. It remembers betrayal, survival, rules you never agreed to, debts you cannot repay. Red was never just a color. It was a warning. - " Cinque. Quindici, Cinquanta. Sempre gli stessi numeri." ( 5, 15, 50. Always the same fucking numbers. ) Violence was language. Control was safety. Weakness was deadly. She learned the same truth in her own way. Her world was narrower, colder, sharper than any playground. Instead of drawing lines on skin, she was etching jagged paths across flesh with the katana's blade. Every movement calculated. Every glance scanned for threats. Every step was measured against a ledger no one else could read. Mistakes were never forgiven. Mercy was a weakness. Both trained to survive. Trained to dominate. Trained to be remembered - or feared - even if no one could say their names aloud. And yet, even in parallel, they existed as strangers. Two legacies carving paths through the same world, unaware, unyielding. Every choice they made built walls. Every word they spared sharpened blades in the dark. Ils se sont déjà haïs. ( They already hated eachother. ) And forgetting, when it came, was not relief. It was subtraction. What remained did not sleep. It watched. It counted. It learned the shape of fear before it arrived. Distance collapsed like walls on brittle bones. Breath seized. Time cracked. There was no warning. No pause. No mercy. When it broke, it tore everything- blood, bone, silence. The world itself flinched. No one survived. No one left unmarked.

Ella is falling apart. Final year of college, a life that looks perfect from the outside but feels completely wrong on the inside. Desperate for escape, she hides away at her grandmother's house, hoping for a quiet break from everything she can't fix. But peace doesn't last. Her best friend Cara-an introverted writer secretly successful online-gets an opportunity to join a paid writers' group. The only problem? Cara can't face people. So she does something reckless. She sends Ella in her place. Now living under a borrowed identity, Ella steps into a world she doesn't belong to-pretending to be someone she's not, surrounded by strangers who expect talent, confidence, and truth. And then there's Aron. The strict and intimidating leader of the group. Sharp, serious, and impossible to fool. With a devilishly handsome face and a mind that notices everything, he senses something is wrong the moment he sees her. Ella isn't who she claims to be. As pressure builds, lies grow heavier, and Aron's suspicion deepens, Ella finds herself trapped in a role she can't escape. How long can she pretend? And more importantly... how is she going to survive being watched by the one person who sees right through her? #15 bad girls

After Lucifer Finally archives her dream, she drowns and DIES. She curse her unfair life and wishes to disappear forever...but...it seems no matter what she wants or wishes for, it will never come true. . . . As it seems, her wish was not fulfilled! And something worse than her Death happens. . . Just as she wakes up, she realizes that she possessed the evil queen one of her favorite villain characters\(ʘ□ʘ)/ . ......................................................................... (Lucifer is a girl although Lucifer is a masculine name but there is a reason!) {«All rights reserved." This means that no one may use your work unless they obtain your permission»}

a story about two sergeants in a army protecting county's theses two were childhood friends but parted by angst cold and stoic background noir kinda still working on it

Nell Capri is a burnt out journalist writing clickbait for a gossip site when she gets the tip of a lifetime: Dane, the biggest pop star in the country, isn't who her forty million fans think she is. The way in? Logan Perry: Dane's guitarist, internet obsession, and the awkward kid who used to hang around Nell's house buying cigarettes she never smoked just for a chance to talk to her. Nell hasn't thought about Logan in ten years. Logan has never stopped thinking about Nell. All Nell has to do is get close, get the story, and get out before anyone finds out who she really is... so why does it keep getting harder to remember which parts she's faking? (GirlxGirl)

𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----

Rory Burke has been this way - always. From having a crush on a boy in third grade to finding a random guy to hook up with at a party at seventeen. When she's inevitably sent to Hawthorne Prep by her parents for acting up far too much, she meets some random guy at the first-night party. They hook up, and she's unbothered - per usual. But this hookup is different. Because this guy is Roman Hawthorne - the Dean's son. Roman Hawthorne finds this new girl enticing. He knows she's a terrible influence, but he also knows that she couldn't care less about him. She made him feel a way no other girl has, and he's constantly thinking - lusting - for her. Suddenly, he's presented with an opportunity to get close to her. She needs an image revamp. He needs her. They both realize that fake dating is the best option for them. Roman is pissing off his dad, and Rory is keeping her nose somewhat clean while earning the favor of the Dean. They both feel some sort of way about each other, but just can't figure out what that is.

Tired of her life as a saint, Lorelai longs to escape the temple, and when she receives an invitation from the Princess, it presents the perfect opportunity to fake her death. However, despite meticulous planning, the assassination attempt not only fails, but a faulty teleportation scroll sends her stranded in the middle of nowhere. With her are Princess Estella and her fiancé, Mikail Moraen, whose family Lorelai dislikes; Estella's uncle, Prince Eden, who has an unhealthy interest in Lorelai; and Jake Alistair, the son of the man responsible for the attempted assassination.