Badboygoodgirl Stories

#1 romancedrama 28.1.2026 #1 rivalstolovers 28.1.2026 #1 twistandturn 15.2.2026 #1 rollercoaster 15.2.2026 #2 mustread 17.2.2026 #4 softcore 28.1.2026 It's a soft, romantic, sweet, lovestory. You are gonna have a total roller-coaster experience. ****** "Slow down, topper," a deep voice said. I froze. Aarav Rathore was crouched down, picking up my books - my books - the same guy who looked like he'd rather fight someone than help them. "Sorry," I muttered, pushing my hair behind my ear. He glanced up. His eyes were dark brown, almost black. Dangerous, but... tired. Like he'd lived more years than he was supposed to. "It's fine," he said. "You should look where you're going though. You're too..." He paused, eyes narrowing slightly. "Soft." My cheeks warmed. "I'm not soft." He raised an eyebrow. "Sure."

I was breathing hard. I don't know what is this thing. Her face that pops on my mind became constant after that night. I can't even sleep because of her. And that moment I saw her dancing in the kitchen her arms show off as her hair fall prettily on her angel face doesn't help at all. It kept playing and playing inside my head. My muscles were tensed and hard when I think about her. That I even have to do a hand job to release this fucking heat she has instilled with me. Damn it. "I'm not your type." Yes. She's right. She wasn't my type. Ace. Jet black hair. Silver gray eyes. Pale white skin. So far of my blonde and tan qualification and yet I just did a fucking hand job thinking her body plastered with mine. Fuck. This can't be happening. Lust. Yes, that's just it. I need to get fucking laid.

Sugar's addicting. So is she. Graham Davis has two addictions: Hockey-and Gracie Daniels. (Not that he knows it yet.) At St. Brown University, Gracie Daniels is the golden girl. Blonde ponytail, perfect smile, always saying yes. So when she's asked to manage PR for the hockey team, she agrees-hoping to help thaw their notoriously icy captain. But Graham Davis doesn't melt. He's distant, guarded, and doesn't need help from a pink-sweater-wearing perfectionist... until he starts noticing things he shouldn't. Skipped meals. Covered bruises. Flinches too small to be accidental. Gracie is sweet, bright, and hiding more than anyone knows. And Graham can't stop looking.

"See how much he wants to kill me because of you? Well, I'll tell you a secret..." I let out a soft breath, something between a sigh and a moan, as his hands slid up my sides, holding me tighter against him. "You'll be the one to kill me, Nova," he whispered, his breath hot against my ear, his lips barely grazing my skin. "You and no one else." 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 What would you do if your boyfriend broke up with you for someone else? Even worse. She is that girl. Popular, cheerleader and horribly perfect. The one who makes all of your insecurities stand out. So I decided to hit him harder. The only thing that would piss him off more than seeing me with another guy would be seeing me with this guy. Because no one likes it when the enemy takes away something that used to be ours, not even when we left it behind as if it wasn't worth a penny. He hates him and it would be the perfect revenge. It really would if I didn't hate him even more. Growing up with the person you hate most in the world just because he's your brother's best friend is hard enough. Then imagine asking him to fake date you in order to make another guy jealous... Hopeless, huh? Well, consider me a hopeless cause because now, is the time for my revenge. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 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. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟 𓆝 Status: REWRITING Update: One chapter every Saturday STARTED on the 8th of January 2022 & ENDED on the 26th of February 2025

Aveline Quinn was born into power. Brilliant, untouchable, always in control- until the day her world collided with two men fated to change everything. Jace Spencer had always been the storm at the center of her world- powerful, sharp, and unshakably sure of himself. The heir everyone feared. The rival who matched her mind, challenged her fire, and looked at her with a cold intensity that felt dangerously close to something else. And Zeke Weston- the shy boy who once wandered her marble halls with hesitant steps, the friend who followed her like she was the sun he couldn't touch. He grew into the warmest man she knew-steady, loyal, the one who could still soften her world with a single smile. Between the man who challenges her fire and the man who softens her edges, Aveline is pulled into a collision of ambition, hidden longing, and old wounds that never healed. Loyalties will fracture. Desire will blur every line. And the truth waiting beneath the rivalry might destroy everything she thought was safe- including herself. A story of power, desire, fragile loyalties, and a rivalry that refuses to die- because some fires are lit by the hands we never doubt.

"She had spent seventeen years learning to disappear. The fire had other plans." Seraphine Voss has one rule: stay invisible. In a world where Gifted bloodlines are hunted by the Crown's Inquisitors, being ordinary is the only armor she has. She keeps her head down, her voice quiet, and her hands - always dangerously warm - tucked inside her sleeves. Then the village burns. And she's the only one left standing in the ashes, completely unscathed. Now a ruthless faction called The Ashen Order wants her for the power she carries - older than the kingdom, thought to be extinct. And the only one willing to help her is Caelum Draev: cold, secretive, and hiding more than she bargained for. Her goal is survival. Her conflict is a power she cannot control. Her motivation is every face she couldn't save. And if she fails - the lives of every Gifted soul in the kingdom burns with her. Ash & Ember - because some girls aren't born from fire. They become it.

"If you loved me then what our parents think shouldnt matter Isadora". Ethan said. "But it's not just our parents Ethan.." I sighed. "Then what? Who or what is making you so hesitant about me? About us?" Ethan exclaimed. "EVERYTHING! EVERYONE! ETHAN YOU AND I CANNOT BE TOGETHER BECAUSE NO ONE WILL ACCEPT IT! Im me and you are you. We just won't fit." I said. Ethan took a step back. "No. I think it is you that won't accept it. I will never be your dream prince charming. You remind me of that every single day. But im trying because I want this. But I refuse to sit here infront of someone who doesn't feel the same way about me." He said. My heart dropped. His eyes were full of hurt even though his tone was cold. "Ethan I-" I started but he cut me off. "Forget it Isadora. Afterall this is for the best right?" He said putting his hands in his pocket. I stayed silent. He gave me a small nod and walked away. I watched him leave. I should've said something but I didn't. I just watched like the coward I am.

"Teach me." she begs. "No." "Please?" She looks up at him with her big brown eyes, begging for his mercy. "You don't know what you're asking for, baby. Stop before I loose control." He lifts her chin, laying soft pecks on her neck, slowly moving up to her ear. "We wouldn't want that now, do we?" He whispers. Smirking. *Mia carter* moves to a new country, new city, new college & a new personality, but when she's forced to stay with her Dad's Best friend's son in his house she can't help but accept the offer not knowing what secrets have lived deeper than the past she remembers. *Damien Valenti* a cold hearted deadly Mercenary who doesn't think twice when killing people is met with the task of protecting a fragile flower under his wing. He doesn't like her, but he can't seem to take his eyes off the pretty little thing. When protection turns into obsession Damien Valenti seems to like *taking care of her* a little too much, a little too far. But He's got a secret that can't be said. How far can he go keeping it from her? What part of her past can't she remember? What happens if the thin line of patience slowly fades till both are stripped, burning with passion but none admits it until one fine moment it all burns into ashes. "You're mine."

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭? Some stories are written in books. Some are carved in stone. But theirs was written in the stars-long before they even knew it. He was the rebel, fearless of the world but prisoner of her eyes. She was the dreamer, hiding behind perfection until he saw the girl no one else ever could. 𝗔𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗿 𝗥𝗲𝗱𝗱𝘆 had never believed in love at first glance until her. One look, and his world was never the same. 𝗩𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗸𝗮 𝗞𝗮𝘂𝗿 had lived in books, waiting for her story to begin until destiny brought him crashing into her life, uninvited and undeniable. From strangers to online best friends. From playful fights to midnight conversations. From resistance to a bond they could no longer escape. Fate kept rewriting their story, until college brought them face-to-face again. And this time, there was no turning away. He calls it obsession. She calls it destiny. But together-they were always meant to be. "Rebels fear nothing, except losing the one who owns their heart. Dreamers hide themselves, until someone sees beyond their mask. He was chaos, she was calm. Together-they were destiny." ~★𝐀 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 & 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀 𝐂𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭★~ ~⋆Ur Suruti 💋 ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ִֶָ🦋་༘࿐

Lo'ak x Sara

Dorrun works with metals and takes gems as payment, just like everyone else in the empire. In a world with no magic, he discovers gems' true worth. He never wanted this knowledge, but now the future of the empire rests in his hands.

I thought I made it. Then I turned 30-and suddenly I was single. Since then, I've been collecting chapters I never planned. Dating is brutal: no rules, no regrets. This isn't a guidebook. Not a man-hating book. Not a perfect love story. It's my dating diary. My side of the story. Sometimes beautiful, sometimes embarrassing, sometimes painful-just as I experienced it. Maybe you'll recognize yourself in some of the stories.

Lacy Whitewood, the school's "Good Girl". Class valedictorian, never misses a day, flawless grades, and works at the school library. Epitome of "Perfection". Blake Carrington, the school's "Bad Boy". Captain of the baseball team, skips school, tattoos himself, average grades, and a total playboy. Epitome of "Trouble". Even with their differences, they somehow cross paths. Will this end Happily Ever After? Or will this be a total disaster?

Evelyn has lived her entire life behind walls and lies. Fed and contained, she has learned to call captivity safety. It is easier that way. Until the day the new neighbor arrives. Pessimistic and infuriatingly persistent, he dismantles the careful illusions she has built to survive. Revealing what they truly are and where they belong. Making her do the one thing she has never dared. Run. But when the fragile bubble of comfort finally bursts, freedom is nothing like the dream. The outside world is harsher, darker, and far more complicated than whispered promises through shared walls. As the hunters close in, their fight for home spirals into a relentless game of cat and mouse. The humans will not let their prized creatures go. In a world built on deception, hidden creatures and magical markets, survival demands transformation. Evelyn must decide whether to cling to the innocence that kept her sane, or unlock the part of herself she has long buried in her mind. Because once the doors open, they may never close again.

"Are you running away from me?" A playful voice made me stop in my tracks. My heart thudded in alarm, and I had to remind myself that we were in school, with multiple witnesses around us. He couldn't harm me here. I turned around with a glare, but the second I looked at his face, my courage crumbled. 
The memory of him threatening to snap my neck if I reported him and his crew hit me like a brick. Swallowing my fear, I met his eyes. "Weren't you the one who told me to stay away from trouble?" A crooked grin tugged at his lips and he brought his face closer. "Yeah. But looks like trouble doesn't want to stay away from you." I blinked. 
What? *** [muslim girl x bad boy] Bareera Omar, a.k.a Rory, thought junior year's biggest challenge would be adjusting to life and dealing with how people treated her now that she'd chosen to openly embrace her Muslim identity, and started wearing the hijab. What she didn't expect, however, was to get tangled up with Romero Allen - her school's infamous senior and the walking definition of trouble. One moment, he's bullying her. 
The next, he's scaring off the guys who try to mess with her. They don't consider each other friends. 
But calling them enemies doesn't quite fit either. Maybe they're something in between. Something along the lines of 'frenemies'. *** "So what do you want us to be? We can't be both. Either we're friends or we're enemies." "Lovers." #1 in stereotypes #1 in goodgirl #1 in badboygoodgirl #1 in hijab

Cassia was mated to the infamous son of the alpha of the dark moon pack who she well, had history with. And not only was it considered a bad thing to her but it was worse knowing he was supposedly a ' murderer '. ********************* Brion was unwilling at first until they all heard his father clear his throat and cassia thought that he would see her as desperate now. He casually took her hands and gave it a lazy shake but it did not end there. The both of them felt felt wild sparks erupt on their palms and for a moment they froze. "MATES" they voiced out but Brion removed his hands immediately and cleaned it on his trousers. it got her rolling her eyes for a second. But their families watched in amazement and the next thing they heard.....

Three hundred years ago, the Earth split and the sky trembled. And then the monsters came. The island of Lowynn is cursed. The Veil between worlds has torn, and now, monsters come with vengeance. They can only be placated by the blood of sorcerers. To be born draodih is a death sentence-- for they are the curse. Ciara Byrne is the daughter of the King's greatest witch hunter. She has lived her whole life in luxury bought with spilled blood, until a terrible secret turns her into the most wanted woman in Lowynn. Timid and naïve, Ciara finds herself wholly unprepared, the most important pawn in a complicated world of politics and war. As family loyalties twist and alliances change, her mere survival brings with it civil war. Epic battles, fearsome beasts, and ancient secrets threaten her at every turn. She will split the world. The Skaara has long been part of a dying people-- after centuries, he is one of the last draodih left. Until her. Blessed with a rare kind of power, the Skaara has the ability to hunt down the last traces of magic in the world. Enslaved to the King since childhood, his duty has always been to hunt. Killing Ciara is his newest mission, and one that his life depends upon. It is a painful life, forged in blood and steel. But, violent as it may be, it is all he has ever known. Until her.

What happens when the spirited Emily Wilson, a good girl, finds herself irresistibly drawn to the school's infamous bad boy, Jake Reynolds? *** Emily Wilson isn't your average nerd-she knows how to have fun while maintaining her wholesome reputation. In stark contrast stands Jake Reynolds, the quintessential bad boy, draped in tattoos and piercings, with an aura that demands attention. Their paths cross at a raucous frat party, but their first encounter leaves Emily more bemused than intrigued; he comes across as a complete jerk. Little does she know, Jake isn't just anyone-he's the notorious Crestview High bad boy everyone whispers about. As secrets unravel and unexpected connections develop, will Emily discover a side of Jake that challenges everything she thought she knew?

"𝑌𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑙𝑎𝑎𝑦𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑗ℎ𝑘𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑖 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑘𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑏❣️" »»» ⁠♡ Rivan Rathore, the flirty boxer-next-door, meets Tara Sen, the clumsy dancer who can trip over air. Balconies turn into battlefields. Every sarcastic insult comes with a side of stolen glances. She fell first. He fell harder. And somewhere between teasing, coffee spills, and heart-fluttering chaos... he calls her... "my stargirl". This is not your usual teenage love story...it's chaotic, blush-worthy, and fortunately addictive in the best way possible.💥💖 »»»♡