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Your Typical Bad Girl With The Oh So Typical Revenge

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(Third book)
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As I being to walk out of the high school. I hear someone yell out and I slowly turn around. I see Janna standing only a few feet away. I make eye contact with her and see her eyes shift down to my gun. 

"You can't play this game you call revenge forever. You're going to have to let it go at some point." She yells out as she steps back.

"Oh but you see there is much worse games to play." I say as I wink at her.
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Being The Bad Boy's Crush by CrazyLovers78

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Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane) by PyroLovingGirl

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Knowing Asher by Aridah77

Stephanie Walker, A-straight student, sweet,pretty and every parent's dream. What happens when her simple life clashes with the golden boy at her senior year trip Her last year in high school isn't going to be simple as she thought. "Don't let me catch you cupcake" his voice boomed from downstairs and I ran looking where to hide. I shield myself behind a pole and tried to calm my nerves. Way to go Stephanie my subconscious mind chimed in. I held my breath as I heard his footsteps. "Where are you cupcake?" he asked and I scoffed internally. Like I would tell him where I am. I waited for few seconds and then I heard nothing. I felt a hand snake around my waist and I didn't need to turn around to know who it is. "Found you" he whispered into my ear and a shiver runs down my spine. "How?" I breathed turning around to face him and he smirked knowing the effect he has on me. 'Get your shits together fool' I mentally scolded myself. "Do you really want a real or sugarcoated explanation?" he asked and I gave him a pointed look. "I could smell you a mile away"he whispered putting a lock of my hair behind my ear and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. This guy is going to be the death of me. "That is the sugarcoated version"he said and I blinked few times. I glared hard at him. "The pole didn't hide you well. I could see your cardigan peeking out"he said and I rolled my eyes at him. "Now time for my revenge" he whispered. I had a confused look on while he had his infamous smirk on. This can't be good! I felt something trickle down my body. I wiped my face and glared daggers at him. He didn't just pour flour on me even though I did the same. Isn't he suppose to be the mature one in this relationship? Putting on a poker face. "Mature much!" I said and walked away from him pretending to be angry. Time for acting! "Come on babe, you can't ..." This book is amazing so y'all BETTER TRY IT OUT!! Thanks for sticking with me.

The Player in Him by Oneinamillie

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The Bad Girl Wears Pink ☑️ by LeRoyaleJae

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