Mary Sue Novels & Stories

"Nuthin we do is normal, son, but it works for us." Susan sent a text. She was in a bathroom stall, dress up, panties down, masturbating. The message. "Show me to them. Make sure they're interested." I passed my phone around. Everybody nodded. Mary said. "Your wife's tall. I like that. Let's do it."

JANE I heard the words leave my mouth before I could stop them. "It's only fair to end this with a little bit of crass, is it not?" His eyebrows went up. Interest flickered across his face. I stood, tucking the bills into my purse with deliberate slowness. Five hundred dollars. That was textbooks and maybe even groceries that weren't ramen. My hands weren't shaking anymore. I was Jailbird now. Fully Jailbird. Jane Puckett was locked away somewhere safe.

We spent seven glorious days in Maui before returning home to our lives that were forever changed. When I'd gone to work the following week, my boss had made a wise crack about my being off the market and getting married because I was pregnant. Maybe I shouldn't have told Collier, but in hindsight, it was the best thing I ever did. He insisted I quit and that led me to be a stay-at-home wife until the baby came. I spent time helping Collier out at work, menial tasks like putting packages together or stuffing envelopes, but it gave me something to do, and I got to see my sister-in-law all the time-and my husband wasn't a bad consolation prize, either.

ISABELLA When I was getting up the next day to go to classes the pain in my back was really unbearable, even though Mirtha after my dad left came to my room and gave me something for the pain and put cream on the bruises, whenever she hit me she always came to help me to heal the wounds, my dad didn't know or maybe he did but he didn't care, since he knew that neither of us would do anything to denounce his abuse.

Emily Warner I came home after two hour chat with Mary. I felt like I finally met someone who understands me and doesn’t look at me with pity in her eyes, she knows exactly what I am talking about and where I am coming from. She made me jot down points on a notepad because I would for sure forget them, I was surprised at how predictable I am. I kept telling her that Lucas would never get jealous and he would see through my tactics. But she laughed at me and said that I don’t know how men work.

Even assassins have morals, you know. You may have picked up on the fact that Sarah has a few commitment issues, so when things started to get serious between us, she started looking for any excuse she could find to break things off. One day she saw me hugging one of my assassin trainees—and yes, that trainee just so happened to be Mary Sue, long before she and Sarah became acquainted in person—and Sarah blew the situation out of proportion. It was Mary Sue’s graduation, and I was congratulating her. That. Is. All. My relationship with Mary Sue was completely professional. Even after Sarah and I b

'She's too precious for this world' Amy thought and cupped her cheeks as she stares at Amelia happily. "I'm glad" Anne suddenly said as she sighs. "Anne?" Helga said. "Oh, I'm just glad that madam Lia isn't the kind of person we all thought her to be. She really suits the master" Anne said and smiled with relief. Amelia felt herself blush after hearing Anne's compliment. "Oh! madam Lia is blushing! How cute!" Maisy chuckled. "Maisy," Helga said, calling Maisy's name with firmness in her tone.

I can’t believe I called my one and only crush a wall! You piece of poop. Summer you should go and see the doctor. Oh.. I know, you should go home and eat your moms cake and play call of duty.. Yeah, that will help me for sure. Gahh!! if only I kept my freaking mouth shut, none of this would have happened but no.. Ms. clumsy here is one stupid person who can’t control her stupid mouth of hers.

Mary did not have a chance to do anything to Sabrina. Sabrina and her mother then left the area, and Mary lost any chances she might have. However, her hatred of Sabrina has never disappeared since then. Mary was not very educated, and she was always with her gang of punks after graduating middle school. She even had an abortion before and never attended high school or university.

Mary stood hyperventilating while staring at the mess on the ground and wondering what she must have done wrong to deserve it. "Do you ever get anything correctly in your pathetic life?" Mary stared wide eyed in silence at the frail old woman who was now pointing at her with her index finger. "We're you not told that I do not like too much cream in my coffe?" "I'm sorry Ms. Swansea but no one told me that" "Sounds more like it" the old woman fired angrily. "When you do not even know your job. You are only good at flirting and walking around the house dressed like a cheap slut"