Fuccboi Novels & Stories

yet foul to the core. ***

★ * What the fûck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! * Poke me please, need to make sure I'm not dreaming * Someone get Rook a bullet in the head! In a matter of seconds, the news flew all-around the campus, raging like a wildfire, and the school turned into an all-rounder gossip party. There's a F******k and W******p group for the department, and the two became totally full of Rook's pictures, tagging him as Fake @ss

I counterattack and immediately His back met the ground in a thud. “Ahhh, Fùck!” He groaned. “It's nice of you to think you can actually beat me but sorry not sorry, it ain't happening!”

“I’m just thankful to you.” “Black. I’m Black.” Black sat beside Grey and unbuttoned his shirt. “Done.” Blackarlito Munteriru Fufu C. Quizo—Black—was the middle child and the only son among three siblings. He was a famous model, gifted with looks that could make anyone kneel. His eyes were striking, his nose well-defined, and his smile could make people say yes to whatever he wanted. He was tall, with a perfectly built physique. “My pants. Please, man,” Grey ordered.

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

Fvcking b*stard ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Fuck. XXX

Emma. Fuck!

Son of a bitch! ***************************************************************************

Can't wait to fùck you tonight. *****