Little Girlfriend Novels & Stories

He was standing near the window with his coat still on, looking at the bracket board like he was calculating. He greeted them both and then looked at Noah. “How are you feeling?” he asked. “Prepared”, Noah responded. Viktor nodded once. “Good. You're a big boy” They found their spots along the wall. Lena, in Arianna's arms, looked at the room. She was fourteen months old now and had opinions about most things, communicated through a combination of pointing and an expressive range of sounds that did not yet constitute words but conveyed meaning efficiently. She pointed at the bracket board.

She looked beside me and saw her brother and she began to stare at me again not until an older lady behind her. "Who are you?" "Good evening ma'am. I just want to drop him off at home. He is my friend and my name is Iris." The little girl and the older one won't stop looking at me. It was as if I got something on my face. "Are you his girlfriend? Wow, you are so pretty." The little girl said. She is not that little. She should be around fifteen or sixteen years old.

I want you to sit back, relax and enjoy yourself. LonelyGirl: I like being your naughty girl. LimberJack: and how have you been my naughty girl? LonelyGirl: I've been thinking about you since last night 😉😏🥵 LimberJack: And why would you do that? LonelyGirl: you know why... LimberJack: nope. not the answer I was looking for ❌❌❌ LonelyGirl: are you going to make me spell it out? LimberJack: abso-FUCKING-lutely

the girl in the pencil skirt says walking over to the girl kneeling "I'm sorry ma'am," the girl says bowing her head. The girl in the pencil skirt stands in front of her and just admires her like she's the most precious thing she has ever seen. She places her hand on her head and starts to pet Lilly's head. The naked Lilly purrs and pencil skirt smiles

"My darling, why have you become so thin? Has Mitchell not been taking care of you?" I held back my tears and hugged her, crying uncontrollably. "Who's been bullying you? Should I teach them a lesson? Was it Mitchell?" "No, Mom. Mitchell treats me well." I couldn't stop the tears. "Mom, I miss you so much. I'm so tired. I lost the necklace you gave me. I'm so useless." The next day, I stayed in my room all day, not wanting to see anyone. Mitchell didn't come to check on me, but Maggie did.

She took a deep breath, letting the chatter of the townsfolk and the aroma of fresh bread fill her senses. But as she turned the corner, her peaceful moment shattered. She stumbled slightly, bumping into someone. “Oh, I’m so sorry—” she began, looking up. The words froze on her lips. Standing before her, with his sharp suit and piercing gaze, was Vincent Casella. His lips curled into a slow, predatory smile. “Miss Tan,” he said smoothly, as if they were old friends. “What a delightful coincidence.” Lia’s heart skipped a beat. She clutched her basket tighter, suddenly aware of how small the bustling street felt. “Mr. Casella,” she replied, forcing a polite tone. “I didn’t see you there.”

My name is Janna. Twenty, college sophomore, the kind of girl who’s always been careful—good grades, good girl reputation, the one who never crosses lines. My best friend since middle school is Lila. We do everything together: sleepovers, study sessions, late-night talks about boys. And then there’s Phillip.

“You’re not mad at me for cheating. You’re mad at me because of who I’m cheating on. Because she’s your precious Kieran’s best friend. Man, get your shit together and ask the girl out without making it my problem,” I take a breath before speaking. “That’s not what this is about and if you really think it is, you’re a bigger idiot than I thought. And you clearly don’t know me very well. Come back to me when you’ve sobered up and thought about what you’re doing to your girlfriend,”

"Just be you! Maybe he will be interested in people who have a positive energy like you?" "Definitely no!" "Why not? A man with a few words like him perfectly for a girl like you!" Dove believed a man who is cool as a cucumber would go crazy for a naughty girl. Clara has this mysterious charm that makes any man fall in love. She's humorous and shines like a star. The difference between them is a key to making them into each other. "May I try to be a shy girl?" Clara said. Clara wanted to act like an innocent girl. She wanted to swear pink and have thick glasses. Maybe she chose a "nerdy" look. She is girl shy outside, and a good bed is the best.

“I don’t want a kid’s meal. I’m not a kid!” Nicole could not help but laugh. “Then what do you want to eat, boyfriend?” Lil Michael instantly blushed. He shyly squirmed and fidgeted with the corner of his little suit jacket. His heart was leaping with excitement. ‘OMG! Pretty Lady is willing to be my girlfriend?!’ “Ladies first. You decide!” All he wanted was to grow up fast! Nicole winked towards the waiter and went with the previous order. The waiter instantly understood and thought, ‘This weird little kid is just so cute!’