Chica Cute Novels & Stories

Carzus asked after observing her having bite after bite of the sweets within her reach, but after hearing his question, she froze and seemed to realize that she almost wiped the whole table clean. 'D-Did I eat that much? Waaaahh, it's embarrassing!' With that thought, Chiara's face turned crimson red, but still acted tough like she didn't care at all. "Y-Yes! I-It was quite ... *cough* delicious." "Ha. Haha" Carzus chuckled for the first time ever. 'She's acting all tough, but her face says otherwise. How cute!'

I look at Jared panicked. "Danika do something!" Jared almost shouts. "Chiara whistle." I turn to her flustered. Chiara being the queens she is stands on her chair, flips her hair back, places her perfectly manicured fingers in her mouth and whistles. The whole cafeteria turns to look at us including

Or meat and yet he wasn't vegan. "Okay,"I said quietly,"and you can call me Elen or Eleanor whichever you like" "Sure Mrs- I mean Elen. You can have anything you like in there, Chica won't mind at all" "Chica? Who's Chica?" "She's the cook. Cooks every meal in the house" "It's a good thing I'm here then. Chica doesn't have to tolerate his highness' tantrums anymore,"I joked and for the first time I heard Martin laugh.

Chichi removed her panties, showing her naked sexy body. Chichi slowly approached Kaizer. Kaizer was trying to move backwards but he was staring at her body. ‘I don’t know why Chichi really want a sex from me, but maybe I can try it with her, since I really need it now due to my frustration. I still love Sheena but I need to release my anger and frustrations now.’ Kaizer thought.

"So how're you enjoying school? Made any friends yet?" Chito laughed happily, his eyes narrowing almost into slits. He and Mia looked nothing like each other. It was odd because Chito looked Asian, with his black hair and slanted eyes while Mia looked like a European with her red hair and green eyes. Lord, but she was a beauty. "Have I made any friend yet?" He scoffed and leaned back in the bed. "I've made quite a number of them already, especially with the ladies." His smile was from ear to ear.

Maybe it was her darker skin that made them stand out more. I liked Chi Chi, though I remained intimidated by her looks. Nope again; I wasn’t bad in the looks department, but Chi Chi was in an entirely different league. She also spoke and listened to Jon like she cared what he had to say. He hung on her every word, kept his eyes on her face, and made me proud. I had nice tits, as Reed was fond of saying, but Chi Chi’s stole the show. I wondered if they were real and hoped, quite shamefully, that they weren’t. She wore a silk blouse, indecently unbuttoned, but who would button those in? Her waist was pencil thin and her ass spiraled out giving her the perfect bubble butt. Her short shorts sho

Blonde, skinny and with the brightest smile ever, Nicky Duaine was amazing and Gigi used to find herself comparing to her every time (something that only happened with Nicky since she had a great self-esteem). "Admit you love drama and go, Jayla!" Joked Wanda. Gigi couldn't even begin to talk about how beautiful Wanda was and not only on the outside, on the inside too. Curvy, confident and sexy, Wanda was everybody's type. Her chocolate skin was one of the softest things Gigi had ever witnessed, she was truly breathtaking in every single way.

CHICHI Chichi, a very beautiful light-skinned lady opens the door to her apartment quietly and closes it gently with extra care. She tiptoes up the stairs but her effort was proven whacked as the light comes on, she stops abruptly as she meets her mom, whom she was trying so hard to avoid, sitting at the top edge of the stairway "where are you coming from by this hour of the day?" This is the question she had hated all through her lifetime, which made her stay away from home since she was a teenager. She can't believe the person whom she chose to harbor under her own roof will still police her around at her age. She rolls her eyes "work" she says as she squeezes her tiny self through the lit

Esme asked, brushing my wavy red hair off my shoulders. I rolled my eyes at her “Anyone would think you wanted to go get drunk, Chica” I grin. She smiles at me. Dressed in a skinny pair of black jeans, and white crop top, with black stilettos, her tight dark curls loose to her shoulders, and dark make up. She is beautiful, but quirky in her style with her piercings in her nose and ears, but I love that about her. Esme has never been bothered about what others think of her and always been who she wants to be, and that is what has got her to university when most of the women in our pack have just done as they were told and stayed in pack, running the packhouse, doing menial tasks, looking afte

I barked. Camila is a hot girl, 5’8, taller than most girls. She has chocolate-brown hair, pretty hazel eyes, and long, sexy legs. However, her ugly attitude and the way she takes claim over me when other girls get close is getting old. I can’t stand that sh*t. She’s not Natalie, and I won’t have her messing up my plans of getting close to her this year.