Goth Tomboy Novels & Stories

I tug at the bottom. "It's perfect!" She grabs me and sits me down. "Put your hair up and you'll look gorgeous." After we both got ready, we met up with Georgia and a few other girls. The boys met us in the parking lot. "Damn ladies. Dressed to kill!" Hayden drooled. "Of course." I say. Even though I never do girly. Sean slides up to Georgia. "You ready, sweet cheeks?" She rolls her eyes. "Smooth one, Romeo."

He adds with a playful wiggle of his eyebrows. I give him a pointed look as this is an argument I suspect will continue having until the baby is born. “And I told you baby girls are dominant in my grandmother's line, beautiful ones too” I finish with a playful flip of my hair. “Now where are you going?” Tommy arranges the right sleeve of his leather jacket, tugging a little on the silver Zip sewn at the side “I have to meet Diego and Gio in the city for an errand… and no, you can’t come” he adds quickly when I start to smile.

she said. She kissed him and left his apartment. It was dark outside, and some lampposts weren’t working. She walked behind the first shaded bush she saw, changed her coat for her cloak, retrieved her stick and took off. She flew toward the northern shore of the city where there was trouble among her werepanther clan. She met with Samantha and Jeremie, a teenage weretiger, where Tom’s aunt and uncle lived. Tom was a teenage werepanther in their clan.

She looks me in the eye's, observing them "I know what you're trying to do, you just want to laugh at me, or you want to get back at me for starting the hoodie girl stuff back at 5th grade" I never knew that, neither do I care, sure the nick names are hurtful, but right now, her state of mind is more important. "Look Tori, whether you like it or not. I don't care about those things, and I see ghost too, there's one standing next to me right now, his name is Tommy and he is super nice and annoying" He whines "Hey. I am not" "You didn't hear him just now but he just said something annoying" she laughs a little "I was born with this gift, I can see dead people and take their souls to cross over

"You're a ghoul, Silas." "I'm a realist. Wolves die, I profit. That's how this works." I check my ledger. "Speaking of which, got a new client. Dragon wants supernatural corpses for magical experimentation. Pays triple necromancer rates." "Dragons experimenting on dead supernaturals? That's disturbing." "That's profitable. Don't care about disturbing." I mark the werewolf for dragon delivery. "How's the fae situation?" Tom's half-fae. Touched by the Seelie Court as a child, returned with abilities but still mortal. Tom can open any lock, magical or mundane. Makes Tom the best thief in London.

She looked around panicked reaching for her top to take it off. “Calm down,” I reached for her shoulders, “You don’t have to take that off.” “I-but-he- you don’t understand.” The poor girl was shivering. She had pushed away from me tearing the shirt off her body and my body boiled with anger. She was not taking them off to be comfortable she was taking them off because she was scared. This was the first time I saw Tom crush a girl’s soul. He had gone too far with her. The goods like he called it. I couldn’t take the sight with my hands clenched I excused myself and stormed off reeling with anger. What Tom did was worse, and I was not going to stand for this not anymore.

"But how about Casper? Isn't he ruining his name if that dork messed up?" "Well that's no longer our issue. My only interest is to give that tomboy a lesson not to seduce the great Casper!" They vanish after, but I bet they're still chatting at the hallway. I stare at my reflection on the mirror. I hissed remembering their issue. Tomboy? Seducing Casper? Are they nuts? When did a tomboy learned to seduce a guy? Stupid villains. I washed my hands but paused for a while. The voice of the girly one entered my ear. She said that if I messed up I'll also drag Casper's name.

He adds with a playful wiggle of his eyebrows. I give him a pointed look as this is an argument I suspect will continue having until the baby is born. “And I told you baby girls are dominant in my grandmother's line, beautiful ones too” I finish with a playful flip of my hair. “Now where are you going?” Tommy arranges the right sleeve of his leather jacket, tugging a little on the silver Zip sewn at the side “I have to meet Diego and Gio in the city for an errand… and no, you can’t come” he adds quickly when I start to smile.

I don't know what's on that woman that she was able to captivate Black. *** Daze POV "What was that Daze?" Daryl asked me. "She's the girl I'm talking about," I told him. I can't stop myself from smiling. "Damn! Coincidence, huh? She's the great Black. She is known in Different bars and clubs, if she looks easy to get, you're mistaken, that girl is really scary!" "I heard about the great Black being the hottest girl in this area, kissing guys then afterward dumping them but I didn't realize that she's just an ordinary girl, nothing special! She’s just basic, " I said and drank the beer.

Having this huge weird creature standing in front of me with his perfect smile, expensive clothes and warm hands absolutely made my tummy do things it never had before. Boys never paid attention to me, never. Okay so I had been carrying some baby weight for about 14 years longer than I should have, and she-wolves are always fit. I was also shy as could be, I was raised by my dad and he didn’t exactly know how to teach me to be girly. I was a non-athletic tomboy basically. My hair was always a mess, I didn’t know what to do with make-up. I didn’t dress up and I was the definition of a klutz. I convinced myself a spinster cat lady was probably going to be my path.