Goth Tomboy Novels & Stories

Thomas! “You? How dare you?” My whole body went numb. It felt like ice cold water was dumped on top of me. He was part of Tom’s uncle’s gang. Tom was not aware of the illegal things his uncle specialized in. They were associated with underground criminals and mafia gang members. They sell drugs to teenagers and kidnap girls in order to sell them away after auctioning their bodies. “Well, well! Isn’t this a pleasant surprise? I bet you weren’t expecting to see me.” He grinned as if he was extremely delighted that he got to see me after such a long time.

She had found her mate in the Star Dawn pack and moved there almost a year ago. Tommy looked at us and whistled, “Damn ladies, you are looking good tonight.” I rolled my eyes. Tommy had that James Dean bad-boy-type vibe going on, and the girls in our pack went crazy for it. I couldn’t count the number of times girls tried to friend me because they wanted to get close to my uncle. I heard giggling and looked round at Katie, who had the biggest crush on him, which I found totally gross. I mean, he was twenty-five. That age gap was just creepy. But Katie had declared that she and Tommy were mates, and she was eagerly anticipating her 18th birthday to confirm it.

A small voice rose from the silence, catching our attention. All eyes turned to one of the tents as a small child with slick brown hair peeked his head from the side of the entrance. The kid gently pushed the curtain aside, only to run to Tommy who fell back to his knees. Embracing each other, I realized just how close the two really were. Tobby was also much younger than I first thought; the boy seemed to be around nine or ten years old, much too young to be out here all alone with these people.

Even having a brother does not guarantee that she can survive all these things, even her brother is one of the ferocious predators who is always ready to attack her anytime and anywhere, knows no time and knows no place. Now she is in the 1st grade of High School, majoring in Science. She has an older brother named Aslan, and an older sister named Violet. She also has a boyfriend, his name is Herrin, don't ask how they got together, Herrin is very in love and is even infatuated with the girl. Call it love at first sight. A girl with a beautiful appearance, a soft stature, made Herrin in love with her. Alyne is lucky to have that boy when everyone shuns her, a sweet boy who always makes her s

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.

I texted Katha, "Hey, let's go out for coffee" And I jumped on my bed when I saw her reply "sure, 8am call time" with wink emoji. My heart races. Wearing my cool hoodie and punk necklace with combat boots made me cooler, including my wolf cut. Everyone asks, "Are you a tomboy?" I rolled my eyes, "None of your business" in my mind.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

The simple idea that Shelley, wedged between her brother and Kit, could play into his hands, does not even occur to Tom. Luckily, the small stage gets animated and the conversation can be rounded off. The music is muted. A short girl, dressed in wide trousers, bright sneakers and a short poisonous yellow top, is about to dance. Blond hair is raised with a buff. Catchy makeup in the style of the 90s, large rings of earrings. This is so unlike Kitty that Tom doesn't immediately recognize her. “Tomcat…” she purrs into the microphone, looking for him in the audience, holding out her palm in an alluring, demanding gesture. Pouring a drink glass onto the bar, maybe a little too hard, he walks towa

Tom laughed at the little lady He knew she was very little and can't even harm him and to him, the little lady might be small but he didn't know that powers are backing the lady up and in his own taught, he was thinking that the young lady to be was Stormie's little sister that was why he was happy and was sounding like that See let me tell you, young girl, you can't do anything too harmful, and besides, have you ever seen a place or heard that a goat killed a lion? The girl was speechless and was looking at him with anger Please allow me to leave for the last time I'm pleading this time around Angela begged again but this time around, she won't be able to spare his life any longer See let m