Flipped Novels & Stories

As she would read through a book written by an American hidden author who said ‘We are in the twenty first century, hence every child deserves to be treated equally. That is what keeps her moving in the campus and she made to mingle with all the other kids in the campus. “Miss Alice Martins” The lecturer called her out with her first surname. He had noticed that her attention was not on him and he couldn’t go on without making sure all of them have understood what he was explaining. “Yes?” She questioned as she lifted her head, the eyes of the rest of the royal children who had been threatened to attend the classes now turned to face her.

Puzzled at who dropped it, she picked it and looked both ways to see if someone was watching then stepped inside. She got a proper look at the envelope and her heart skipped a beat. it was Harvard and it was unmistakable this was the reply for the new application she did. She was nervous, this letter can contain either good or bad news. She calmed herself and opened the letter. " Dear Elena, your application to studying arts at Harvard University has been accepted" the letter read. Elena screamed in Joy, finally, she got accepted into one of the most prestigious schools in the world. Her birthday started well

he said. BooYUH: Ofc! Omg. "So today, I will be alone again because I didn't found any sub." flapMingo: I can be your sub daddy~ F^ckman: That's better, just don't like looking at you fucking anyone else. "Shall we get started? Well then, I'm about to tell you something." he stated, voice deep and husky, too sexy and removesd his white polo shirt, flexing his well built body, 6 packs abs and fine chest.

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Only to be stopped by a giant fireball heading in my direction. “Ahh, the second round has already commenced.” The announcer stated, clapping happily but my attention was pointed towards the black haired woman in front of me. Her sinister smile was a sign of how triumphant she felt about her first victory, I felt my blood heat up at the sight.

February 15th, 2038--Freshman Year-ish "I can't believe I'm actually writing in this. Dear Diary--no that's too cliche. Dear... me? Okay, Dear me: I saw a flier for some anti-New World organization. I thought that everyone blindly followed the established social order. It's probably stupid to think that I'm the only one who opposes the government, though. I just thought something was wrong with me. Maybe a group of likeminded people is what I need to feel some... I don't know, purpose or something. I'm not that stupid, though. I know not to tell any adults about this. What I don't get is why the flier was posted where anyone could see. They probably underestimate the government, but I know t

"Hello, Master. You are successfully bound to the score-swapping system. Whose grades would you like to swap yours with?" "Melissa Bolton, my elder sister's!" "Which grades would you like to swap your scores with?" "The upcoming SATs!" … I wasn't surprised when I heard my sister, Melinda Bolton, asking to swap her scores with mine when I walked past her bedroom door that day. In fact, she seemed very smug and pleased after knowing that she could exchange her scores for mine instead.

“Then, I want him to fuck me.” “Fast or slow?” “Fast,” I said immediately, and he flipped me onto my back, rolled on a condom, and thrust into me. All my breath left my body with an, “Ahhh.” His mouth claimed mine as he continued to surge into me, his hand cupping my breast before sliding down to finger my clit. I cried out as my orgasm hit, but didn’t have time to enjoy it, as I was flipped onto my stomach. “Cheek to the mattress, Cricket.”

It was nice listening to him laugh, even if it was at me. “How did you manage to get the phone?” He stopped his laugh and huffed exaggeratedly. “I had to ask Helen who I think asked one of her employees. They purchased the phone and brought it in. Then, I picked it up from Helen.” Another huge sigh on his end. “You should see this thing. It’s a flip phone…like…in the 90’s. The front little screen? Yeah, it only shows the time. And it doesn’t even pop up when you bring the phone up. It literally has to be pressed on. It’s got snake on it…that’s it.”

Antony said with a feigned look of surprise. Flavia, feeling embarrassed, felt her face heat up. Meanwhile, Ignazio casually turned off the video on his tablet. Without Flavia knowing, the boy actually had a social media account with many followers. Just wait and see, when this video is uploaded, there will be a lot of thumbs up he'll receive.