Ff Fraternity Novels & Stories

"It's so cool, you guys." Rupe jabbed him gently while I dropped my arms and leaned in. "Spill it, kiddo." I really wanted him to, but I was glad Rupe did the asking. Yes, Simon was normal, but I couldn't be seen to be interfering with another coven. "You know there aren't any fraternities here, right?" Simon looked back and forth between us like it was some big secret. "That's right," Rupe said. "Harvard doesn't allow them."

“I know what you mean. Some things in a house like this… they twist, they scare. Let me tell you something about the man you're with.” I studied her carefully, giving her attention without interrupting her. “Antoniono's father belongs to a fraternity,” she said, “one that demands that he or his seeds must never marry. Ancient fraternities torture people even in their sleep until they live in fear and abide by their rules. Any time they start wanting to break free, they will keep encountering issues until they die.” What she just said hit home and I almost screamed. But I decided to keep my feelings beneath calm lips.

I asked boldly, even though I felt my blood pressure quicken in my veins. "Once you step in here, you must pay respect to our goddess, Hera. The queen of all the gods and the mother in charge of purity, fidelity, marriage, and fertility," One of the guys announced to me. The air left my lungs, but I swallowed hard, concealing my fear. This was clearly a fraternity. They had abducted me and brought me to their frat-house in God knows where. However, what I didn't understand was why they'd singled me out. "Why did you bring me here?" I jutted my chin forward, refusing to show them my fear. "What do you want from me?"

“Don’t talk about things you don’t know about, Jordan.” Jordan pushed his fingers through his sweaty hair. “Whatever. I’ll see you at the party.” He left me in the living room, feeling worse than I already did, but I didn’t expect him to understand. I didn’t expect anyone to understand. Phi Kappa Psi hosted the first party every year according to Jordan. They were the epitome of a stereotypical frat boy. You wouldn’t find them without a Polo, Sperry’s or daddy’s pocketbook. Date rape, anyone?

"So, that's all I can remember for now," Melinda stated. "Wow, you've said a lot." I said, tilting my head back, and I was lost in thoughts, and after some seconds, I said, "...but you say the white fraternity is no more…" "Yeah," Melinda responded. "But is there any chance that you know, my pups can be protected from the evils of the wild, and these gruesome black fraternity folks in particular… by the white fraternity."

“I can’t wait to have a taste of all that goodness hidden in that hideous tribal costume.” I feel anger surge through my veins. I halt and he halts too. I narrow my gaze at him, my beast growling back to life. “you don’t know when to keep quiet, do you, you fucking psycho?” “Why? What has gotten into you?” he queries challengingly. “You’re overreacting”. He is right. I am overreacting because I know what frats do with their preys and I can’t have them abuse Kendra. When the frat marks a female, she is doomed for ruination. I have hosted such rituals many times. The prey get splayed naked on a table, and then get spanked and brutally fucked by the heads while the pledges watches with bated br

Libra and I sat patiently in the taxi ride to Libra's place as Brooke bitched endlessly. I think what impressed Libra the most was my ability to engage Brooke successfully while she spat venom over the entire spectrum of all things 'Trent'. Men, college, Carnegie-Mellon, fraternities...Brooke heatedly ask if I was a frat-boy. I inquired if Beer Drinking Clubs counted and she chuckled. She jumped right back to the 'bitchy', but we'd crested the wave.

Hazel's POV Fraternity; that one thing that I've been telling myself to avoid at any costs when it's time for me to go to college. But here I am, standing in front of one of the frat houses of the students from Chicago University. And the fact that Kat is actually a part of the sorority sisters really surprised me. Aren't they all supposed to be annoying like the queen bee on typical college drama? How come Kat is so approachable, and friendly?

"There are plenty of fraternities and sororities on campus, but this charity opportunity is unique. If you don’t want it, I can ask someone else. But wouldn’t it be a good look for your group too?" "We don’t need advertising. We’re already the largest fraternity on campus. Besides," Raphael said bluntly, "we’re no strangers to charity. Every year, we partner with different organizations—like animal protection groups, which have a much bigger impact than your stray dog shelter." Wendy still didn’t give up. She followed Raphael all the way to the campus center when he suddenly asked, "Do you know Asher Voss?" "What?" "That group of players just passed by. Why did he glare at me so fiercely?" R

“Nice party favors you got here.” He runs a hand through his hair. “Not my idea.” Hmm. “I wouldn’t have guessed that you were a part of a fraternity,” I strain the last word. “I go to Columbia. Parents donate or pay for a building, we join secret societies, we inherit our parents’ assets—it’s all part of the deal. That comes with the charity work as well,” he takes a swig of his drink. That’s right—I forgot he was only 20. He seems much more laid back and a little sardonic outside of his workplace. Well, what did I expect?