Bad News Babe

Bad News Babe

  • WpView
    LECTURAS 175
  • WpVote
    Votos 19
  • WpPart
    Partes 1
WpMetadataReadContinúa5m
WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación vie, jun 22, 2018
If you look up 'good girl' on google, you will definitely find cutout pictures of Layla Lacroix. No verbal definition, nothing but the epitome of the classic Ms. Goody Two Shoes staring back at you. That is until, tired of playing safe, she ends up with a familiar stranger at the police station after doing a dare to impress her crush. Some say Alexander Reed's been elected a gang leader upstate, others say he got some girl pregnant somewhere between juvie and the Caribbean, but to Layla, he's her ticket out of her ongoing 'resident prude' status. Can the saint play the sinner? "For the last time, it's Layla." He clips the cigarette between his lips. "Not Frenchie. Not Katz. Layla." "Okay, Leia." Still grinning, he flicks my hair. "Let's start by dying this purple." What the hell have I done?
Todos los derechos reservados
#3
badnews
WpChevronRight
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Illustration

Quizás también te guste

  • My Prison Pen Pal
  • His Bad Boy Ego | ✓
  • Layla (Not Edited)|✔️
  • HIS PAST
  • Dare or Dare? | COMPLETED
  • When It All Falls Down
  • Secret Life
  • Don't Call Me Baby
  • To be in love is like....

As a result of past trauma, Lucy, a hardworking nurse, has kept herself in a safe bubble, only letting her closest friends in. She knows she needs to shake it up and talk to new people, so when her best friend, Kiera, suggests that she sign up to have a prison pen pal, Lucy agrees. Never did she expect to be paired with the piercing and gorgeous Braden Valencia. What will happen when she starts to let Braden in, but he is hiding a huge secret? Snippet: He leans down and captures my lips into a searing kiss. He hums huskily in my ear as he pins me up roughly against his cell wall. My fingers rake the back of his orange jumpsuit, feeling the strong muscles move under the breathable fabric. He moves his lips to my neck and slowly places wet kisses in a downward motion. "You're mine." Top Rankings: #4 in Prison #6 in Soulmates

Más detalles
WpActionLinkPautas de Contenido