Badboy Novels

Rude Awakenings There's no one in her life that Kate Grayson despises more than Colton James; he's inconsiderate, rude, irresponsible and perverted, and yet he has an effect on her she can't even begin to explain. Determined not to fall for the resident bad boy, Kate falls into a vicious cycle of being pulled into his attractive charm before forcing herself to stay away. For his part, Colton finds Kate intriguing and when he warns his friend away from her, he realizes that perhaps her lack of desire for him only enhances his own desire for her. *************** The moans and groans perforated through the thin wall, forcing Kate awake. The last thing she needed was another sleepless night. Work was becoming more and more difficult, her workload increasing, and now she was missing the crucial eight hours she needed to function. She groaned, rolling from her bed and dawdling to the kitchen. She grabbed a glass of water, taking small sips in the hope that her neighbor would be finished by the time she returned. Once the glass was empty, she sat it in the sink and slipped back into her now quiet bedroom. She sighed out a quiet thank you to whoever was watching over her and closed her eyes, hoping sleep would find her quickly. Any chance of that was shot when she heard the headboard banging into the wall, the bed squeaking, and the disturbing squeals of the woman in the other room. Using her pillow to muffle the sounds, she tried to ignore it but it was to no avail. Clenching her fist, she pounded on the wall. “Fuck off.” Kate felt the anger flush her cheeks at his disrespect. “Put a sock in her mouth, for the love of God, Colton!” “Ignore her,” he grunted to his lady friend. “She’s just a sour bitch who doesn’t get laid.” “I’m considerate, you asshole. Some people have to work in the morning, so keep it down!” The noises of the other room silenced and Kate smiled smugly. She hoped the woman had gotten embarrassed and not allowed him to continue. She looked forward to seeing the anger burn in Colton’s dark eyes tomorrow, knowing she had caused him some frustration. It seemed a tame payback for the countless hours of sleep she had lost over the three months she had lived next door to him. The last thing she imagined was those black eyes narrowing in irritation before it carried her off into a peaceful sleep. Returning from her run, Kate opened her mailbox, shuffling through the envelopes absent-mindedly before skipping up the staircase to her apartment. A voluptuous blonde wearing a tight, black dress brushed against her shoulder, her big blue eyes nervously flickering towards Kate. Based on her smeared makeup and matted hair, she assumed the blonde was the moaner from last night. She stifled a giggle, making her way to the fourth floor and scrunching her nose at the strong stench of weed. His shirtless figure leaned against the rails, the burning joint clenched tightly between his lips. Black hair was spiked messily, and his dark eyes glared at her as