Pretty Girls Novels & Stories

Continuing to get undressed, I unzipped the pants and kicked them off leaving them in a heap on the floor. Clearly, a six-year-old kid didn't seem the least bit interested in quirky, stupid notes which girls liked to slip into other people's pockets, especially ones containing the lip stained print of the female, so how did it get to my bed? She honestly didn't expect me to reply, did she? I've known her a long time and we've spent time together before but that was all it was. She had to understand that I wasn't interested not in a million years, she's not necessarily my type. She's alright but just not the type I'd show interest in. Those stereotypical girls who travelled in packs, being th

"Here are the girls who are going to take care of you all." The door opened and, to my utter delight, a group of young women, barely eighteen, sauntered in wearing very short tartan skirts and white blouses tied beneath their breasts. The skirts swished about delicious thighs and boobs bounced in the thin material. Their flat stomachs were delicious, all with cute navels. Some had their bellybuttons pierced with gold charms. Their hairs were all different styles. Pigtails. Ponytails. French braids. Some had knee-high socks, others thigh-high socks. All white. They wore saddle-buckles shoes, looking at once innocent and whorish. The sort of virginal sluttiness that made every guy hard. My dic

~New York~SPG university Road~ 🎶🎵 Mean girls-Kasteye🎵🎶 ★ Who did you think will be more handsome this new semester? A question landed,In a roofless Ferrari car, all the girls are busy with their phones no one is ready to answer. As the car grinded the smooth road, other cars halted, waiting for it to drive through before they'd move. No one wants to step on the tails of the most influential girls in the city—zlits girls.

CHAPTER 5: Eligible ELIAS POV The air in the room turned frigid the moment our eyes locked. Of all the people in this city of millions, of all the desperate graduates clawing for a seat at Sterling Global, it had to be her. The girl with the coffee-stained temper and the sharpest tongue I had ever encountered. “You… what are you doing here?” I demanded. The shock made my voice grate like gravel. She didn't shrink. She didn't tremble like the girl in the "club dress" had. Instead, she squared her shoulders, her eyes sparking with that same fire I’d seen in the lobby. “You? What are you doing here?”

I returned to campus full of enthusiasm. That night, my roommates and I gathered in the dorm room. One of them mentioned that he'd caught wind of some major gossip on campus. He said a promiscuous woman had hooked up with Jerry, and there was even a video of it circulating on campus. I couldn't help but scoff at the audacity of this woman. Everyone started egging my roommate on to show the video. To my surprise, he wasn't lying—there really was a video. Everyone clamored to see it, and I didn't hold back my curiosity either.

** You know that one girl? Everyone knows a girl like her. It seems like she's unfair, like everything about her is just... perfect. All of the words that describe a pretty girl apply to her. She's cute and adorable and beautiful and sexy. Her nose scrunches when she laughs and her eyes go wide when she's shocked or scared. Her smile could end wars. Everyone knows that girl who is just unfairly beautiful.

I greeted her, smiling. Brittany's face lit up with a soft, sweet smile. "I'm fine," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. I smiled back at her, taking in her delicate features and shy demeanor. She was indeed a pretty girl, with an understated charm that was hard to ignore. As we exited the building, I accidentally stumbled upon a group of girls engaged in a hushed, yet animated conversation. They were the epitome of the school's elite – Priscilla, Nati, Nicole, and Luci, all members of the revered cheerleading team.

She said seriously, “Pretty boys, in general, are the kind of cute boys who are more considerate, gentle, and caring. Then there are the cool boys, who are more dominant but care about their girlfriends as well.” “Oh, it appears that both type of boys are nice. It’s no surprise they have became so popular recently,” Alice said. Rita said with her eyes glistening, “Yes, the model that the company hired this time is very pretty.” Surprised, Alice inquired, “Really? Well, I would love to see how pretty the model is.” After a while, they walked to the studio. Rita appeared to be very excited about meeting the model, but she hadn’t forgotten about her work when she arrived there.

Such an easy girl. ***

Someone's POV "She's not pretty at all?" A girl with a high pitch tone gossips those words to her bitch friend. "She's pretty, what do you mean?" The girl replied to her, a moment of silence filled the whole room. "She's pretty but she loses some screws." The same girl added her bullshit comment to someone I know. I was just standing near the classroom door waiting for them to get out and smash their head till it bled. What the fuck are they saying? Deene's outfit was so fashionable and cute, maybe they were just funky jealous monkeys.