Chica Cute Novels & Stories

“This adorable munchkin will steal your heart with her bright and dazzling smile. A small video of how adorably she was carrying herself at the charity ball is the cutest thing you will see on the internet today, and she has already earned the title of the world’s cutest baby.” Eric, Christian, Riya and Mishka were stunned by the news and they clapped for Kiara, while Kiara clapped for herself and turned to them, jumping on the couch. Mishka reached to her and wrapped her arms around her small frame, kissing her cheeks, and Eric joined them. “Tistan!!!” Kiara gazed up at Christian, extending her small hand in his direction and Christian held her hand, kissing her knuckles. Mishka was happy,

Because she let other people convince her that big and black was ugly. She went back to school dressed in her most fly suede mini skirt and matching boots with her short hair styled like Anita Baker's. She grabbed the thug-boy between classes, pulling him behind a set of lockers and gave him a kiss; her very first. Afterwards, when she walked down the halls in her tight jeans and baby doll tops, rocking her UGZ and she got stares, Juicy no longer cared. Some maybe thought that she was too fat, some thought that she looked good, but it didn't matter. Juicy already understood everything at the age of sixteen; people will make you want to die. People will make you hate yourself; and you ca

"She likes you, fucking smile," Azu said under his breath while maintaining a smile for the women. Kachi lifted his lips slightly before turning away from the slim dancer he'd been watching earlier. He couldn't see much of her face, but her eyes seemed to be accentuated by the red of her mask. Her brown eyes were like pools of molten chocolate and he'd felt uncomfortable looking into their depths. "You can do better." Chike knocked their legs together and Kachi scowled at his friend.

Aishat asked to be petty. "Fuck you hoe." Dera said in an amused tone sticking out her middle finger and Aishat and Tiana chuckled. ** "Showing off her body, fucking with the man." Tiana sang recording Aishat and Chidera who looked too good in their red two piece. The guys around fixed their eyes on the three beautiful ladies. Though Aishat felt somehow walking in it, especially beside Chidera's thick self,but she didn't let it show. "Ouu, you guys look at your left side, that's an influencer." Chidera said and the girls looked discreetly.

People just like pretty girls. I won’t say our society is doomed. I have more faith in people than I should. I turned to face my best friends with a huge grin. “Soooo what do you think?” Chiara shoved a bunch of tiny pretzels into her mouth and gave me a thumbs-up. “Hot,” she said over a mouthful. Classy girl. Jade whistled. “You’re gorgeous, haven’t I always told you that?” “Thank you. And yes, jade, you’re always right.”

His friend Valdo replied in the next scene, “I dare all of you, if anyone can win her over without getting rejected and dying as a love warrior on the beloved land of ITB, you’ll get twenty jetis, CHAAKKSS!” (twenty jetis: twenty million rupiah) Their video was reposted thousands of times on social media reels in no time, getting millions of views from netizens. Many commented praising Emmy’s beauty and natural smart aura, some left flirty messages in the comments, while others accused her of being stuck-up even though she was “just average.” The debate was lively, and the pretty face in the viral reel had no idea about any of it.

MICHELA; The dining table felt smaller than usual tonight. I sat across from Miles, the red dress hugging every curve of my body. The stretchy fabric clung to my full breasts, and I had skipped the bra just like Jemy suggested. Every small movement made the material shift against my bulging, hard nipples. I tried to focus on my plate, but my eyes kept drifting to the man at the head of the table, just to my right. Miles looked incredibly handsome in his gray button-up shirt. The top buttons were undone as usual, revealing a teasing glimpse of dark chest hair and the edge of a tattoo I had always wanted to trace with my fingers.

With so little of it, the mark above is hardly visible. "Luna, whomever you are, just keep that secret from your history." His pale eyes were filled with resentment. He returned his focus to work when the girl's face seemed to be enjoying her slumber. —————–———— "These knuckleheads! They should have made a carpet or something for their VVIP!" Chiara was whining once again. Her stiletto heels dug into the white sand with each step, yet she managed to stroll gracefully while delicately raising her white Prada purse with her left hand. She seemed to be a Hollywood model stranded on an unexplored island.

Not that I fucking cared. Kiara was dressed in a white halter top which was just about covering half her tits, leaving her stomach and the middle of her breasts uncovered, showing off her underboob chandelier tattoo and her entire back. I was going to fucking enjoy the view all fucking day. She had paired it with khaki cropped cargo pants and a pair of block heels. Her hair was up in a messy, stylish bun.

Instead, I opted to go along with her jests as it was far more convenient than the distress caused by an argument. I passed her a sweet smile, "Thanks for the advice." She shrugged, "Love ya, babe." "Love you too," that was true, I loved my childhood best friend too much to let these stupid things get between us. We spent the morning at her apartment, looking for dress after dress until she found one. She had no problem in the asset department that the underboss seemed to like too much. I only have extensive knowledge about the underboss because of her, she is an ass man—not my words but Chiara's but he also likes big busts too. Even though Chiara had big breasts, she still stuffed them with