Femboys Novels & Stories

As I stare towards the area, I couldn't help but to remain beguiled to a spot. My jaw dropped down in awe. I watched more closely as the boys marched in their well designed school uniform and their shades which gives them the bad boy appearance. Without no doubt, I was already drooling over their awesomeness. The boys marched inside in their cool personality. "Are they the flower boys?" I asked Christiana who was lost in thought. "Yes, they are the F-boys." "They look so..." "Hot!"

He then had literally dressed her. “There is nothing I haven’t seen.” He had said casually. “I did this and more everyday for more than a month when you broke your ankle.” Her face turned beet red from the humiliation. “I didn’t ask you to do it!” “Hey Sahi! Are you there?” someone waved a hand before her face and she turned to see her team mates looking at her with concern. She suddenly remembered that she was about to play in a mixed gender game. The girls had been pitted against the boys in a friendly kabaddi match in an open football ground in front of the boys dorms. Everyone in the dorms would have a spectacular view of the match.

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

They were, it seemed, girls forged… in the winter hall fest. The most physically built of them approached Fyodan, her physical form a class of dominance. She was built almost like a man. “Fyodan,” she greeted when she came to stop before him. “Lacra,” Fyodan returned. “Are your boys ready for this?” Fyodan shrugged. “Just waiting on your girls. Maybe you should stretch first.” The last part he added with a comical leer.

A beat. “Which, to be fair, is the most dangerous kind of stupid.” Jax laughs, tipping his chair farther back. “See, that’s what I’m saying. Dangerous stupid is still interesting stupid. This campus is full of girls who cry in bathroom stalls and boys who apologize for breathing too loud near River. Then she shows up and starts collecting enemies like she’s building a brand.” He points his fry at Knox. “Most people here would sell a kidney to be left alone by us. She got the full treatment and still walked out like the cafeteria owed her an apology.”

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

She needed him badly. At five feet six inches tall, Jenifer was taller than the other girls on the gymnastics team, but she was slender and exceptionally flexible. Her small a-cup breasts, her narrow waist, and her slender hips gave her a boyish look, which caused her to take great pains with the way she dressed in order to express her very feminine personality.

I didn’t come to Westbridge High to make enemies. I came to survive. New school. New city. Just me and my best friend, Joe, trying not to get crushed by a place ruled by rich athletes and their unspoken rules. That plan lasted exactly one day. Because Joe got targeted. And I made the mistake of stepping in. Now, I’m caught between the two most dangerous boys at Westbridge: Jay Vale the untouchable hockey captain who looks at everyone like they don’t matter. Liam Knox the former best friend who used to stand beside him... until a bitter confession broke them apart. Jay says he wants to help me. He offers to tutor me, to protect me. But the way he watches me doesn't feel

There, in the first row of the stands, sat Pia and Marle, the only other girls in our year of training. The Beluosus Academy accepted around seventy-five students each year, of which no more than ten were girls. The hunt for monsters was a man's domain after all - at least that's what the guys liked to imagine. I had a completely different opinion, which was not only due to the fact that I belonged to the female gender myself. Pia chuckled at Bay's awkwardness. Maybe I should remind her how she looked with the Wrath last week. You could really have believed that she hadn't learned anything here in the last two years.

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.