Cute Guys On Snap Novels & Stories

We fit in with the humans just fine. Right now am seated in the pack, with casper my best friend and beta, Nate and a few other pack members. We always come here after our early morning pack runs to cool off and just chill. It's our gang ritual. That's statement makes us look like some cult but that's just it. We take turns to buy coffee everyday. Today was my turn.. I sweetened the deal by adding doughnuts. What can I say? Am a nice guy. Not to brag, but everyone loves me. Girls dream of marrying me, guys want to be me and parents wish their sons were like me. Am that good! The total package

Gosh! It feels amazing, and he is by far the cutest guy I’ve ever met. But then again, it is not just about his looks, but also about his character and how he carries himself like a true king. He is the perfect blend of attractiveness, charm, and kindness, making him undeniably cute and irresistible to those around him, especially me.

She went too far to hurt me like this and she is happy seeing me getting embarrassed. Five guys from the squad enters and What Makes You Beautiful started playing on their background. They were flipping their hair, posing, and imitating Spitfire Strip. Oh my fucking god they're unbelievable! "Hi. I'm Jasper Brady. I suck at football but I still play for a team because I'm a famous Spitfire Strip!" "I'm Silas Cohen. I'm Irish and I act so cool because I'm in the band." "I'm Rowan Easton. I smoke marijuana and make a video of it because I'm the boss. Vas happenin?!"

"Glad you guys could make it. We're waiting for two others before we go in. Let me introduce you to everyone." He walked us over to a small group of guys with a couple of girls. The guys all looked like catalog models with chiseled faces and toned muscles. The girls looked like runway models with long legs, and perfect bodies. They had high heels that wrapped around their calves and dresses just as short as mine if not shorter. "Guys this is Olive and her friend Hailey." Leo gestured to us. "Girls this is CJ, Kade, and Willis." He pointed to the guys. "This is Claire, and Shelby."

I hold up my phone. There are squeals all around, until I refresh and see there are already around two hundred comments. Everything from how hot the cop is, how they'd like to be arrested and searched by him, to how cute the dog is. Both the cop and the dog are mine, and I want badly to comment that on the page. But I don't, instead I grind my back teeth together. Until I see one comment. Cutter Thompson: That's my brother, and he's single AF, ladies. But many say I'm the younger, cuter one.

Looking at his physique and handsome look, you will definitely know that he is an idol, but damn, he is not as cute as the twins or even Theo. He smirked at me, opening the door wider for me to go in. I noticed two other guys in the room, they saw me but pretended not to, as they continued with their video game. I later find out that they are the Triple boys; well it was scripted on one’s shirt. “Erm…hi…please I kinda miss my way, I need to get to Axel’s lounge now, and I…erm” I stopped when I noticed him scrutinizing my body, not listening to what I was saying

I moaned as he broke our kiss. “But I can wait, Cassie. I told you, I can wait for you,” he said while smiling boyishly. He was just so handsome to my eyes. I can admit that he was more adorable than Bullet. He has this boy next door vibes with a combined of masculine body. He is that kind of a guy that is for girls who wanted a golden retriever vibes kind of a guy and also someone who is masculine and stupid hot enough to satisfy your lewd thoughts.

“Beauties meet my roommate Zane. He's going to be in my livestream from today so you all better be nice to the new guy. Get used to his pretty face because he is staying right here with us” Caleb laughs and the sound is vibrating through my arm while i let out an awkward smile. I feel like a deer caught in the headlights and I'm sure i look pathetic. Most of his followers are girls from different packs and they are obviously drooling over him and calling him their love in the comment section. I see the hearts and the little icons popping up everywhere and omg the gifts they send are insanely expensive. How dare they drool over our man and act like he belongs to them when he has a mate right

"In class, he was just sitting there with a single notebook and a sports drink like he was regular fine. He didn't mention the verification." "Because he knows he doesn't have to," Talia said, her eyes glowing with pure, tactical excitement. "A man with a six-figure follower count doesn't need to announce his stats. Don't DM him on I*******m, everyone does that. Search the username on Snap. Fine athletes are lazy; they use the same handles for everything." ​I switched apps, typed the name into Snapchat, and sure enough, the exact same profile image popped up. I tapped the add button, my heart doing a tiny, ridiculous flutter against my ribs that I immediately suppressed. "Done. Now we wait."

“No luck there. Just me and my books. You?” She grinned, pulling out her phone. “Okay, don’t judge, but I met this guy on Snapgram. His name’s Alex—he’s super handsome, has dark hair, and a killer smile. His dad’s some big-shot investor, so he’s got that rich-vibe without being obnoxious. We’ve been chatting for a week. Look at this pic he sent.” She turned the screen to me—a selfie of a guy in a gym, his muscles on display, captioned “Morning grind.” He looked harmless, charming even.