It's Good To Be A Man Novels & Stories

I find a slip of paper on the back of a flyer I'm holding during the first day of club recruitment. It says that the president of the dance club, Donna Shaw, will announce in front of more than 100 people that I'm pregnant. She's got everything ready—ultrasound reports, hospital records, and even eyewitnesses. Henry Baker, her boyfriend and president of the Student Activities Board, will step in to save the day in front of everyone. Consequently, the whole school will condemn me, and I will be expelled. I stare at the paper, wondering what kind of lame prank this is. I turn the paper over. The smile on my face fades when I see that the handwriting is identical to my own. I slip the

“For starters, you have a heart. As cold as you claim it to be, I see it more alive and honest in comparison to many, many men that I met in my life.” “Those that you met were never men, El, you have to know that.” He said, and I smiled. “A man does not hurt a woman because he thinks that he is stronger than she is. No matter what you are going to tell me, I am going to tell you, a man is not one because he has a dick. A man is a protector, a provider, a lover, and a friend to his woman. He is her safety, and the one person who she wouldn’t fear being around. It is what I aim to be with you.”

“No, no, no, it’s just… it just feels like everything you are saying, like, I’m having this whole déjà vu. Like something like this has happened once. I’m so sorry.... Ignore me.” We kept talking after that, Then I grew serious again. “Listen, Yonda, let me tell you something. Men are not things you should keep or hold onto. There is no good man on earth. Even the ones that tend to be good, you just never caught them in that bad phase. I… I think for me, it’s better I even hold on to a bad man than to a good man who I don’t know.” Yonda looked at me with concern softening her features. “Sister, you are speaking like you had a lot of trauma, past experience back there.”

I stormed out of the house in anger even before she could utter another word. Why does everyone have to complain about who I am? This is the life I chose why can't Mom just be happy for me? Why does everyone find me so disgusting simply because I chose to be a man? This is the life I chose. Being a woman is simply allowing yourself to be manipulated by weakness and that I can't allow. I must learn how to be strong. And being a man, does exactly that. "Mr Dober, you asked to see me in your office?" I asked Mr Dober who was seated with his hands clawing his cheeks. He looked deep in thought.

However, Sandra's expression changed. I asked her gently what was going on, and she replied, "My phone's lagging! It's driving me crazy!" I immediately offered to buy her a new one. She shook her head and said, "No need. Just send me the money. I'm not feeling well. I need to go to the restroom." I transferred the money, and she left the ward. And that "restroom trip" lasted the entire day. That night at nine, William uploaded another post—a photo of him holding a woman's hand. On her finger was the same ring I had given Sandra.

"I'm sorry, but you can't get your exam done here." Dr. Stevens perked up immediately. "See? I told you. If you have an STD, you can't pass the physical for the government job. This is what you get for being so reckless.” "You should focus on treating your disease first. After all, no job is more important than your life, right?" Seeing her smug attitude, the female doctor quickly cut her off. "Enough! Are you out of your mind? He's got a dick. What's he supposed to get pregnant with? Are you blind? Can't you even tell the difference between a man and a woman?"

I just wanted to sink into the floor. But he didn't seem interested in talking about it. Before I could say a thing, he went on, sounding exasperated. "You're not in good shape now. So make sure to rest when you get home. No cold showers, and don't lift anything heavy. Got it? And hand me your phone." He held out his hand. I gave it to him without thinking twice. He quickly punched in a string of numbers on my phone and handed it back to me. "This is my new number. If you need anything, just give me a call. I've got surgery coming up, so I can't see you off. Take care of yourself and get some rest."

I couldn't believe …… that I was the one who brought this misery upon me by falling in love blindly . That I never saw Tristen's toxic nature . It's our fault , we always fall for the one who is toxic , rude to other women but polite to us… like the phrase bad boy only good for good girls . And we were fascinated by it. A popular handsome guy slept with girls . But good to us…. But Alex made me realise a real man is not who is good to his life partner, A real man is who is good and respectable to every woman. Tristen got betrayed by Jennifer and decided to be a casanova

Aiden : what has she ever done to you? Man : she attracted me in the way that no other has ever done to me with her bump. She is used by you, still I am willing to accept her. Aiden : you bastard…. He was going to punch him when that man points his gun to calista. Man : aww how can you not remember your friend?? Making a sad pout, he spoke. Aiden : WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? FUCKER… Shouted Aiden. Man : remember your best friend from childhood. When you both started working for that mafia?

Carlos said confidently. "What the heck! I never dreamed of touching a man, especially you." "You're still a woman. I'm sure you have some hidden desires. I might not be able to control myself if you start seducing me. A man can never back down when a woman undresses in front of him." "You wish! I think I should be the one who should be worried from you and not the other way around. You look like a sex offender to me. You’re the type of man who would grab on every opportunity you can have to get laid."