Hustlers University Novels & Stories

What happened to that ‘new start’ everyone’s been talking about when they step into university? Less than a year ago, I was doing fine, had fantastic friends, met a wonderful guy and was able to top my studies. I was on top of the world and, all of a sudden, it came crashing down on me. And all of this happened because of the decision I made to street fight illegally. Why couldn’t I join a gym or something like that. I’m an idiot. I could’ve worked part time to continue helping out that orphanage anyways. I had plenty of money I could donate. But no, of course little ol’ Casey thought it was a super great idea to jump into the street fighting business. Dumb ass.

"And I'm very glad I chose here. I mean I get to see you after all these years. I really thought you disappeared from the face of the earth. What a small world." "I would love to continue this conversation with you but my husband and I are going out." She wrapped her arms around Ethan's waist. "Welcome to The Ambassadors University." "So you got married for real?" He was stunned. "Guess you were lying when you said you were going to wait till you're thirty. Couldn't resist all that wealth, could you?" Ethan stepped in front of Saira and clenched his fist. "One more word from you, Chamberlain and I'm going to knock all of your teeth out." He warned. "One more."

Hiya was sitting next to me with four other girls in the back seats. " Just give it your best moves,"And no worries if ya don't get picked because we still have Spearmint Rhino and Diamonds after that.He continued encouraging us. Well, I was just 14 when my father died from an overdose of drugs. We were in debt. My mother got married to the number one dork in the world. I hate that fucker. I ran away from the house, leaving mother and Stacey behind but my sister ran away for good because I wanted to take them out of this hell. I moved to north London, got a job as Barista and where I met Nile, he offered me a job with a promise of a great salary. I need money to send my mother so I can't ref

“Did you hear? At the university's anniversary two days ago, there were rumors about a top student being a whore.She jumps from one man to another." “What? That's shocking! Who is it?" "I think her last name is Hudson. She's attractive and comes from a prominent family. But I never expected such behavior from her." “Renee Hudson? I've seen her. She exploits her beauty to flirt with multiple men!" Howard paused his explanation. The air grew tense. As Howard's voice faded, the nearby chatter seemed louder. However, Renee just chuckled and asked, "Are you still sure about organizing the lecture with me involved?"

, she cursed her fate, wondering who the demi- God lookalike drool worthy man was. She bent over to a hustler sitting in the adjoining sofa with gaudy make –up, similarly waiting for a client. “Hi Anne! Do you know the man dancing with that slut in white gown? I kinda know her, so curious about who she managed to screw.” “Oh my God! He is Mathew Hill, the middle son of business tycoon Theodore Hill. Is he a decillionaire?”, the hustler gushed. “Who is that whore? How did she manage to wrap the walking stack of dollars around her cunt? Why can’t I ever get such luck? God !”, she rattled on and on giving Jessica a headache.

That, I believe, is why he was chosen for the Basketball club. Someday, I'd like to be his girlfriend. For the time being, at least in my dreams. I'm Sam Huston, a first-year student in the Science and Technology faculty and a new member of the cookery club, with a secret love for William Hanks, the boy of many girls' fantasies.

She stared at the invitation in disbelief and finally pushed it away slowly, "I'm a hobo, what face do I have to go back and meet my classmates." And now that Hustleburg was abuzz with gossip about her, she only felt ashamed of her alma mater. "Infinity Realm is the funder of Metropolitan University, and Matthew will be there." Serena's lashes fluttered hard and she looked away, "Really." Her chin was quickly cupped by Oscar, who softened his tone a bit as he saw the wreckage on her face.

Bob asked her, he must have also noticed her weak countenance. “The madam has joined hands with someone we don’t know, work has been harder these days and the pay is still the same.” “They would have to break the rules before the Master can involve himself in it.” Bob said in defense, I didn’t know much but I could guess work meant ‘prostitution’ and it seems like they were making them fuck more people. That had to be hard, letting anyone touch you, anyhow they like, just the few hours I had spent with Carlos got me so sore, I wondered what ‘a lot’ meant.

The live comment section instantly boiled over when the viewers saw my college application. "This is funny. Without Nicky's Westbridge University spot, the thief can only settle for some no-name trash school." "Harrington University? Never even heard of it! At best, she'll end up as a lowly accountant in the future." "Sure enough, stolen things never last. Her true colors show the moment she has to rely on herself. I'd like to see how she struggles for the rest of her life without her family's support and the name of Westbridge University behind her."

The only sound you will hear is the sound of turning pages and the ceiling fan. There are three rebellious college students currently detained; Caleb, a varsity jock, Jiro, a nerd, and Nathan, a quiet but maniac guy. In front of them was Lust in disguise as Professor Hanna, sitting on her desk and scribbling on the paper. She was wearing a silk black blouse and you can see the outline of her D-cup breasts. She paired it with a pencil cut shirt that shows her curves. She has smooth, white skin, and it was her natural skin. Lust did not bother changing her form.