Baddie Stories

Same personality= toxic love?

Two schools. Four girls. Three couples. One story full of secrets. Welcome to the world of MKIS and GIS, where friendships bloom, rumors spread, and every connection hides a story. 🎀✨ ~ NS Creations

Gargi Malhotra is chaos wrapped in sunshine. Vidhaan Sharma is calm hiding a storm. She talks too much. He observes too deeply. She wants to feel everything. He's learned to feel nothing. Gargi x vidhaan 🦋 DIL AASHIQANA - Tropes ✦ Virgin leads First love No cheating He was soft... until the world taught him how to be cruel." Chaos Girl × Emotionally Guarded Boy Rich Girl × Middle-Class Boy Sunshine × Storm Shy Boy × Bold Girl She Fell First × He Fell Harder __________

Burning fire flame always says a lot........u just need to hear 🍂 HE DID !!!! She becomes everything she hated once.... It just take a minute for everything to turn upside down Lonely, alone, and empty are the words to describe her UNTIL she decide to have a feeling............... feeling of REVENGE !!!! HE WAS DEVIL IN HUMAN FROM. BLOOD HE WEARS. Emotions is a word, but not in his life, business is what he breath..... He wanted something from you, that's something was never belonged to you..... Smile, only.........for the dieing one's..... He was breathing untill SHE CAME........ He is blood, she is cut... She is psycho, he is murder..... She yells, he orders.... He manipulates, she play dumb.... Repulsive, it sounds like they meant to hurt each other....... Just to HEAL EACHOTHER.... just to KILL EACHOTHER.... just to LOVE EACHOTHER..!!!!! JOIN THE JOURNEY OF TWO' INSANE coming together to make own benefit,,,, Not knowing that HATRED IS GOOD FEELING SOMETIMEs !!!!

baddies... Warning: Contains swearing, bloody content, cringey dialogue, suicide imagery, and transphobia

Nouvelle chronique 💃🏽 Hey , moi c'est Meyli j'ai 19ans et j'vais juste me battre pour l'amour de ma vie enftttt Mais aussi , j'ai appris grave des choses sur cette géné mais genre vmrt ...

Y/n has always been the face of her father's company, a successful model who's built her career on beauty and reputation. But when she's asked to attend a business meeting with a powerful family she's never met, everything changes. At the meeting, y/n learns that her father's plan to grow the company requires her to marry the son of this unknown family, an arrangement she never saw coming. Now, she must navigate a world of power, family expectations, and choices she never imagined would be hers to make. Caught between duty and her own desires, y/n faces a decision that could change her live forever. ___________________ 𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘅𝘆/𝗻 ©HAJIME ISAYAMA ©marlborodelrey

a sizzling College romance with a lot of comedy.

Satrangi Ishq🪷✨️🧿 Where every heart falls... and some fall till forever...!🧿 Where hearts fall... and love stays forever>3 Mine first🌷😭 Not all love stories are the same. Some heal. Some break. Some begin with chaos. And some... last forever!!!💗🌻🤍

My own reality tv season. Where people made Baddie Ocs for them to be in the season. If you want your ocs to be in the season contact me

"Stop crying." His deep, cold voice sliced through the silence of the car. Yudhvika flinched, clutching the edge of her bridal dupatta as tears continued to stream down her face. "I-I..." Her voice trembled. Yash's dark eyes shifted toward her, making her heart stop. "You think your tears will change anything?" he asked mockingly. "You're my wife now. Start acting like one." She lowered her gaze, terrified. What Yash didn't know was that the woman sitting beside him wasn't the bride he had married. His real wife had disappeared. And in her place sat Yudhvika-her cousin. Forced into a marriage she never wanted. Forced to live with a man she feared. A man known for his ruthless nature, terrifying temper, and heart as cold as stone. But secrets never stay buried forever. And when Yash discovers the truth, will he destroy the girl who deceived him... Or will the innocent girl he once hated become the reason his guarded heart finally learns to love? A story of forced marriage, hidden identities, fear, obsession, heartbreak, and a love neither of them saw coming. grumpy×sunshine mafia×innocent loving family×toxic family 23×29

Some calls are never meant to be disconnected. Two brothers. Two sisters. And two wrong numbers that changed everything. What starts with misunderstandings, arguments, and unexpected late-night conversations slowly turns into something neither of them planned for. Between teasing words, hidden smiles, and feelings they never saw coming, Abhimanyu & Khwahish and Ishan & Yashwi find themselves tied to a destiny written in the most unexpected way. Because sometimes, the wrong number leads to the right person. 🤍

In which Mackenzie is mentally tormented by the Riddle brothers, one being her more than toxic ex and the other a new, intriguing mistery for her to solve. Will she stay away and ignore him, or will she peel, one by one, the layers of Mattheo Riddle? Warning, you've been warned. +18 Welcome you kinky bitches, with a thing for damaged wizards. (just welcomed myself to my own story, lol) Hey yo, I do not own Mattheo Riddle, only the version of him that I wrote in this fanfic. Mattheo Riddle was created by the goddess "𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐨" (thank you btw) I also do not own the Wizarding World or any of its characters I do not own the image of any of the actors/actresses in this fanfic's cast. Enjoy... Rankings #1 in 'bloody hell' (for some unknown bloody reason) #2 in 'slytheringirl'

This story is about a rich mean girl that people fear a little too much but that all changes when she meets a particular somebody.

She's the type of girl who always comes home late from bars or night outs, and somehow always ends up losing her dorm key. Because of that, she constantly gets locked out and has to rely on her dormmate to let her in. Her life at school is chaotic-she often gets into trouble and has conflicts with a lot of people on campus. In contrast, her dormmate is the complete opposite: calm, disciplined, and extremely obedient with strict routines. No big fights between them-just endless awkward encounters, late-night interruptions, and a quiet tension that comes from living two completely different lives under one roof. In a dorm where chaos meets order, can two opposites really coexist peacefully?

Tara (20) is a gorgeous, bold, and stylish "baddie" at the elite Imperial University in Mumbai. She loves to live life on her own terms and break the rules. But her life changes completely when she meets her new Advanced Economics professor, Dhruv Raichand (32). Dhruv is an extremely hot, tall, and dangerous billionaire tycoon who runs his classroom like a dictator. He is cold, strict, and demands absolute perfection. Tara becomes deeply obsessed with him and loves to provoke him just to see this powerful man lose his control. What follows is a risky, hidden romance filled with intense midnight extra classes, secret glances in Hall 4, and a deep, protective true love that defies all university rules. A Glimpse of their Dialogue Dhruv: "You think this university is a playground, Miss Sehgal? You think you can break my protocols and walk away without a punishment?" Tara: (Smiling boldly, stepping closer) "I don't care about your protocols, Professor. I want to see what happens when the great Dhruv Raichand finally breaks his own rules." Dhruv: (His voice dropping into a dark, heavy growl as his hand locks around her waist) "You are playing with fire, Tara. And I promise you, I will not have any mercy when I systematically dismantle your pride."

Being Indian American feels like living in a pressure cooker wrapped in a smile. You're told to be perfect, productive, palatable - never loud, never intimidating. But travel to India, and you'll meet folks who are bold, stylish, confident, and unapologetically gangsta. DEAR DIASPORA, YOU'RE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER is a sharp, personal callout - not to India, but to the suffocating performance of "representation," perfectionism and intraracial competition that dominates Desi life in the West. This isn't a sob story - it's a truth bomb. A cultural essay that demands real freedom, not filtered branding. If you're ready to sip some realness, break free from the cage of expectations, and find your max pro aura - this is for you. 🍋 Bold. Tart. Sweet. Unfiltered. 🍋 Just like a glass of limeade on a hot day.

ANNA MOMENT!!! THE ENDING IS SHOCKING 😨🥺😱😱😱🤑😚

As it was your 1 year anniversary, with the one and only Bakugou, you walk into him cheating on you. Of course you knew the time would come because he's been distant with you, no goodnight texts, no face time calls, not even waving back to you in the halls when you walked passed him. A month later you sung a song with great vocal chords, Bakugou was standing there watching you sing your heart out. You saw him in the crowd while walking closer to the audience. You gave him the coldest look. After you finished waving everyone goodbye. You were inside your private room when you heard knocking, you checked and the one and only Bakugou was standing there. The rest of the story is for you to figure out what you did next...

A y/n slander story based off of "the hated child becomes the lost hybrid princess gacha life mini movie" This was made by me and my friend for fun so please don't take this seriously.