Gyaru Novels & Stories

She wears a tight thin black shirt with daisy dukes. [Melissa Ambrosia] A greek woman with long wavy blonde hair wearing a thin zip-up jacket with a wifebeater underneath it and jeans. Her eyes are an unusual hybrid of colors mixed in with each other creating a beautiful nebula that could easily entrance anyone who notices. [Yua Arai] A Japanese-American mixed girl with short black hair, red lips, and thin eyes. She wears an oversized jacket with daisy dukes on, including a chain wrapped around her arm.

No armor except the tattoos curling along his forearms like written sins. His hair was damp, pushed back from his face. The bruise at his temple from earlier had already faded to a smudge—one of the perks of not being human. His eyes were what hurt. Not gold. Brown. The color they turned when he was holding something heavy inside and fighting not to let it out. “Gaya is pretending to reorganize the china,” he said. “Which is how I know she’s worried.” “That, or she hates the plates.” “She only does that when she thinks she’s about to lose someone.” His gaze moved over me slowly, like he was checking for injuries he couldn’t see. “And Kavin keeps checking his gun like he thinks he can shoot p

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“You definitely bring fresh energy to Garvey’s” A young black male approached them. He was wearing a purple and yellow fraternity cut off shirt. The shirt displayed his muscled arms. He had a short afro that fit the shape of his head. He smiled and said, “Hello, ladies.” Jodi gave him a small smile. “Hi.” Gabriella gave him the once over as she grinned from ear to ear. “Well, hello,” she purred.

“Namgyu’s in town. He wants to see you.” A small chill ticked down my spine. Kim Namgyu, a korean 35 year old guy. he is the sort of man who can make a room laugh while quietly removing a problem with two fingers. He owns an empire of neon: a hundred and ten clubs, bars, and restaurants stitched across the country like a constellation with cover charges. Caisen calls him “a charming malfunction.” I call him Sierra’s favorite disaster. He’s terrifying in the way oceans are: beautiful until you’re under.

"My favorite team has a bout tonight. It's actually a double header, but I wanted to go to see High Rollers battle it out against Bone Breakers." "I take it you're a High Rollers fan?" She blushed a warm shade of embarrassment, and her eyes softened in the cutest way. "Actually, I'm a Grim D. Mise fan. She happens to be a High Roller." "What's a Grim D. Mise? Keep in mind, I know nothing about roller derby."

Kang Dae Jun ' S Story A student wearing a uniform from an elite SEC school appeared to be walking alone while carrying his guitar in a crowded Seoul City at night. He is Kang Dae Jun, a handsome student who has a sharp cynical gaze but is able to dazzle any girl who sees him. Dae Jun is on his way to go to a cafe where he does a part time job.

Jeremy POV I sip on my coffee looking at the photos we took on the island. I smiled contented on what we got. Their group is not just skillful and amazing on the battlefield. There could even line up to the Hallyu stars given their looks. I think I was looking at models. Looks like BLKQ gaming company has some strict rules about hiring players with both skills and looks. I scroll more choosing what picture should I set as a front page of our September issue when I got stopped from their captain photo.

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.

Kyuhyun Oppa... Oppa... Kyu Oppa... Lee Yongju... Lee Yongju... My heart is aflutter, my soul entranced as I imagine Kyuhyun's sultry voice beckoning me. Blissful... "Lee Yongju!" I jolt awake, my muscles trembling from the sudden movement. Someone's calling my name, shattering the fragile threads of my dream. The bed is a haven, warm, inviting, and intoxicatingly fragrant... I yearn to surrender to its comfort and relive the tantalizing dream. Earlier, I was lost in a vivid fantasy, entwined with Kyuhyun in a tender moment, our lips almost touching. But cruel fate intervened, and I awoke, leaving me with a gnawing sense of longing.