Novel & Cerita Good Girl

"You did exceptionally well, Good Boy." ​Kai’s breath hitched slightly at the old moniker, a sudden, heated intensity replacing the exhaustion in his dark eyes. He looked up at Adrian, a familiar, playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "I thought we said no more rules, counselor." ​"No more rules," Adrian agreed, his thumb tracing a slow circle against Kai's spine through the fabric of his shirt. "But a little praise never hurt anyone. Especially when it’s entirely deserved."

I recognized her immediately—Dina. The mean girl. She stands with her weight on one hip, her uniform sitting on her like it was tailored twice, a small deliberate smile on her face that does not reach her eyes. “Hi, lost puppy,” Every word is soaked in a particular brand of cruelty that hides behind a pleasant tone and dares you to call it out. I open my mouth— “You don’t get to call her that” Belle is beside me before I even register her moving. She doesn't raise her voice. She just stands there, shoulders square, expression pleasant in the way that a closed door is pleasant.

I looked him up and down once. "I would rather dress in the dark than spend forty minutes in front of a mirror and still look as average as you do," I said, gesturing to his outfit with my hand. The two girls passing behind me burst out laughing. Knox pointed at me like that one was good and he was filing it away for later. “Captain,” one of his friends called out, coming out of the library with a cheerleading girl on his arm. My brows raised. That's why they were there. To set up meetings with girls. I see.

However, the surprise on the new girl's face quickly shifted into something deeper. Her eyes were a bright and riveting green, her hair sleek and chestnut brown. The square neckline of her top accentuated her collarbone, elongating her neck, and her high-waisted slacks emphasized the curve of her hips. She had good style, which was good, considering who she was working for.

“When this is over, when we've dealt with Thomas and Delilah and whoever the hell ordered that hit on us, you can retire. No more missions, find someone, settle the fuck down and just live, Nico.” Nico was quiet for so long I thought he might have fallen asleep. Then he said, "There might be someone." I raised an eyebrow, immediately wincing at the movement. "Yeah?" "Maybe." "Who is she?" "It's not a she." I laughed. "Liar." A small smile tugged at Nico's mouth. "Okay, fine. It's a she. But it's complicated." "It always is." "She's young. Smart as hell. Impulsive. Stubborn."

the most uninteresting girl in this school, she acts like a nerd. "I wasn't looking for a description, I just wanted to know if you all find her pretty or not" I inquired. "Well That's an understatement," he said. "She's not just pretty, she's innocent, cute, and brilliant," he added. I couldn't help but smile as my eyes landed on her. A big grin was plastered on my face. And the rest of my friends agreed with Dan. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I was completely captivated by her presence.

he said, his eyes blazing as he started thrusting again, slower now but hitting spots that made me see stars. His fingers found my clit, tapping it rhythmically, building the pressure fast. “Who is daddy’s good girl?” he growled out as his tapping increased and I cried. “Come on, Imani, tell me.” He commanded. “Me!” I gasped, my hands clutching at his arms as he pounded into me and simultaneously tapped my clit. “I am Daddy’s good girl!” The ice cube had mostly melted, but the lingering chill made every stroke feel electric, my pussy throbbing around his girth.

My knees are about to hit the ceiling, I’m surprised they haven’t already. Me: You’re good. You’re really good. Dane: I don’t know what you’re talking about. Me: Oh, I’m sure. Dane: Do I need to say it again? Me: Dane doesn’t like to wait? Dane: Wrong. Try again. Me: Daddy doesn’t like to wait? Dane: There we go. That’s my girl. Me: There’s people. Dane: Are you going to be a good girl for me?

the girl said. She was a girl with black hair, a fair complexion, and emerald eyes. I guess she was Kylo’s age. She approached us with her hands on her back. She looked prim and proper. Unlike the others, they covered her body with fabrics. “And who the hell are you to interrupt with my passion?” I asked as I raised my brows. The secret door closed with a loud sound. “You just disrespected the keeper of our island,” she said. She walked toward the creature and bent down to wrap him in her arms. She glided her fingers over his face.

I am an emotional 17 years old teenager. “I don't think she would forgive him though. If he cheated and everyone knows about it. She still has pride.” Pride she has, Georgina is the school's queen bee. If you are imagining a tall, blonde ,picture perfect body, and a bitchy attitude who lives to pick out and torment poor girls; let me tell you, you are wrong. Georgina Johnson is the only daughter of Eligah Johnson, one of the richest men in town, with the biggest blue eyes, waist- length brown hair, and slim body. But that didn't make her bad, rather she is ,dare I say...nice and smart. She don't get in anyone's business, but I would’ve preferred it if she was a shallow person who only talks