Play-boy Novels & Stories

I cross my finger hoping he doesn’t find the tequila bottle behind my plates. “I found it.” He says appearing at my bedroom door a few seconds later. He has the bottle in one hand and two glasses in the other. “You did hear me say I don’t want to get drunk right?” I ask him when he sits back on my bed. “Then tell the truth, that way you’ll stay sober.” He says handing me a glass. He looks at me for approval, I grudgingly say yes to play the game. “Okay.” He says excited. “I’ll start, what type of porn do you search for.” He says his face filled with so much curiosity and wonder.

I quickly cover the screen of the device with my hand, I look at it with a terrible panic reflected in my eyes. “Please lower your voice,” I beg him. “This is crazy!” The boy raises a hand to his forehead and brings the phone back to his face. “You're one of the most sought-after porn stars of the moment,” he whispers, as if he's saying something he doesn't believe himself. “You are number seventeen in the ranking of...”

Derek's POV "That one at that table says lonely and Sex percentage 30%," I snapped my finger in the direction of my point of interest. We were at our favourite hook-up club where we sat at the bar and we evaluated the take-to-bed worthiness of every girl in the club by their looks, assets and how much flavour they would bring to the bed. It was kind of a tradition of ours of which we ended up screwing the girl with the highest score in our Playbook. So far so good no one's reached the average score.

His expression shifted again, and I realized with disgust that his desperate quest for reconciliation had nothing to do with love or regret. "The Royal Pack could help rebuild what I've lost," he said, his mask finally slipping completely. "I could offer you a thousand million to leave him. We could start over, and—" Ethan let out a bark of mocking laughter. "A thousand million?" He casually produced a folded document from his jacket pocket—a voided pack territory deed—and tossed it onto the ground in front of Derek. "That's the deed to your former territory. Completely worthless now. And you think you can buy my mate?" Ethan's voice was filled with contempt. "This single piece of jewelry sh

I swear my soul left my body for a solid three seconds. "So, Buzzkill," he said casually, "tell me about yourself. You know everything about me already. You already know I’m a party boy, tragically handsome, and the future president of the United States. But I barely know anything about you." I rolled my eyes as I looked up at him. "Tragically handsome? You did not just call yourself that." "I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking,” he replied with a smirk. "You're unbelievable, Beck Ryder,” I said. “Your cockiness knows no bounds.”

A guy from Class C dropped a bottle at the center of the makeshift circle and I guess the game had officially begun. The bottle was spun by a very loud guy in Arts. I didn't know his name, but he was easily recognizable. It landed on Ibiwari, a girl in my arm and she giggled excitedly. "What are your top three turn-ons? " the guy wasted no time in asking. My mouth dropped. He went straight to the sexual stuff? Okay, Alex hadn't been joking when he said that these people were horny. Everyone watched Ibiwari, waiting for her answer and she seemed to preen under the attention she was recieving. "Well, I... I love being kissed on my neck. I like it when guys grab my boobs and I like being kissed

With that, I felt the warmth flowing down my cheeks. He's gone. It's over. I said as I started to cry. "I just love you too damn much, playboy." That will never change. I love you, always. Goodbye. ---THE END OF MUST DATE THE PLAYBOY--- Background Music: Love's To Blame by Joel & Luke. Hope I can hear from you soon. Please follow me on twitter and F******k so that we can interact. Thank you! =) F******K FANPAGE = Notjustarandomgirl

A boy who is now a man. Tray.

Something bloomed. He still teased. I still blushed. But now, the world called him Dr. Rathore. I just called him mine. And that was the end of our story. The end of Playboy vs LoveGuru. I am glad that I sought help from the love guru to make the playboy fall for me.