Kprofiles Seventeen Novels & Stories

Elijah explained. Victor opened his file first and his brother followed. Elijah was right, the information hardly contained two pages. Name: Kayla Jones Age: 20 Date of birth : 15 March 2000 Eye colour :Heterochromia ( Silver and violet) Height:5'4" Grew up at St Mary's Orphanage, found as a baby at the doorstep of the orphanage. Education : Schooled at the affiliated school for the orphanage throughout. And now on scholarship at Evergreen University.

I created a quick profile, put up a blurry photo that showed my body but not my face, and wrote a simple bio: “21, horny, need to be used tonight. No names. No drama. Just rough sex.” I hit post and waited, heart beating fast.

They were smart to hide her there. I have full transcripts from her schools. Not only is she beautiful, she is smart. She got a full scholarship. The report also confirms that she is not yet twenty. When she is supposed to gain her wolf. If the prophecy is correct she is also a virgin. She has to stay that way until her birthday. The more I read the more I’m intrigued about this girl. I look at the photos again. I see some of her at school, hanging out with friends and some of her just walking around. I can even see her glow in some. The glow just adds to the beauty.

___________ CHRIS POV Hi! My name is Chris Park, you should know little things about me now. I am 19 and I also attend Starlight High School. I am in grade 12. You should know what that means I will do with my high school life very soon. Like seriously i am so happy, can't wait to be done with it. Well about my parents my dad is a partner with the twin's dad while my mum has her own company where she makes dresses and also trains models, and a lot more girls' things which I am not interested in.

“How old are you exactly? And don’t give me that bullshit about being twenty-five, you’re not twenty-five, my ass.” I choked a bit. How had he figured me out so fast? But I decided to roll with it. “You’re right,” I confided breathily in his mouth. “I’m nineteen, but I put that I was twenty-five on my profile because I like older guys. Real men, I mean the ones who aren’t just horndogs, won’t give you the time of day unless you’re in your twenties … so I added a few years.”

Mira at Seventeen She turned seventeen in the summer of the fifteenth year and the birthday had the specific quality of seventeen in a life that had been built with intention from the beginning — not the drama of fifteen or the completeness of thirteen or the gravity of ten. The quality of seventeen was a kind of confident forward motion, the birthday of a person who understands what they are doing and is doing it.

I created The profile in seventh grade and I have never had a reason to change or edit except the age with the passing years. My real life personality was Penelope. Anti social, book worm and always having nothing to say about a situation. I loved mathematics and physics and would always ace my tests and exams. She gave no fuck about what people said to her or said about her. She only cared about her family and Mason and her pet dog. My fake profile life was Wendy.She was a mess. She was that dumb ass girl that almost all men hated because she had no boobs and ass and she loved naughty conversations.

6 XAVIER Cameron laughs over the phone. “Come on, Xavier. You have to admit that you love the fucking attention that those young ladies give you.” I scowl as I pull into my parking space. “Girls. Children. Some of those students are under eighteen. I am far from being a fucking creep, Cam. Besides, those girls all look the same. Nothing but a bunch of fake blondes and fake noses.” “Don't forget the fake tits.” Cameron teases.

mindset. Isa usually kept her darkest desires to herself. Whenever the topic of sex came up within groups of friends, she would just nod along as others called themselves kinky and then drew the line at choking. Isa quickly learned it was probably best to keep your fantasy of being fucked with a pocket knife against your throat to yourself. The professor looked as if he were about to starting reading... "Uh - you don't need to - look, I'm sorry, professor," Isa started to backtrack. "I know it's a bad paper and I'll take the grade."

Chapter’s Soundtrack Or Nah By Ty Dolla $ign, The Weeknd, Wiz Khalifa P E A R L I barely had time to check the huge house we had walked into before I was pinned to a wall and my lips taken by Professor Marison’s. I surrendered myself to him and wrapped my arm around his neck, kissing him back with every passion steaming inside me. His lips tasted so good, like the sweet drink he had been drinking and they were soft on mine. He knew just how to make me turn to jelly with those lips because right now, shivers went through my body and my knees were getting weak from the way he was kissing me.