Profile Stories Novels & Stories

gym selfies, travel pics, generic bios promising ‘adventures. One profile had caught my eye, though. His name was Lex, No last name, just a handle: @EdgeSeeker. His photo showed a sharp jawline shadowed by stubble, eyes that seemed to pierce through the screen…dark and intense. Bio: ‘Not here for vanilla. Let's push limits.’ I'd hovered over the like button, heart pounding, then swiped left. It was oo risky. What if he was a creep? But the image stayed, like a spark in the dullness. Work dragged on. Meetings blurred…quarterly reports, client feedback, the boss droning about metrics. By lunch, I escaped to the park across the street, sandwich in hand. The bench was cold under my skirt, leaves

He slipped into the bathroom. While I waited for him, I checked my phone, and there were no messages, so I opened my F******k instead. I had 35 notifications. Gee. There were likes and comments with my new profile picture. I took it at Thomas’ with the ocean view behind me. I was very active on all the big social media sites. I was also planning to create a blog, but I would need a lot of time to create one since I was also busy with my thesis. However, I really had no interest in using a dating site. The only reason I created an account on Pro-Express was for professional use, and it was only Luke, aka Jax, whom I talked to.

Hi all! A few things, Firstly, thank you so much for giving my latest/second story a chance! If you have followed me through my first story, The enemies around me, I appreciate your time and love that I can take you into the world of my imagination. If you are new, I appreciate you and thank you too. Secondly, a couple of people both on this story and my previous have asked if I have any social media... I have created an I N S T A account (I have to space it otherwise it's censored out) called its.almost.blue.

After searching for a few minutes, she was about to give you when something caught her eye that caught her by surprise. There, on the top of a page with tons of profiles, one, in particular, stood out. There was no picture on it, just a colorful logo of Umass on it. A familiar emblem she saw everywhere around campus, She tapped on it and waited for the page to load, luckily it was quicker and when she read his feed, an excited grin lighted her face. So he did have a Faceb**k page. Maya spent the next hours scrolling through his feed and even checking his photos. She was disappointed to see he had none except for one but it was simply a silhouette of a person reading a book.

Nothing made sense to me. If he’s a computer genius and a hacker, why aren’t there any pictures of him from school on his I*******m page? He’s got over twenty million followers, but it’s all just images of him with clients. He doesn’t seem like the type who has friends or even keeps them. Does he keep his personal life completely out of the media? His profile just says he’s a businessman. How am I supposed to believe he’s a genius based on one old photo? Was he involved in the hack on the hospital server the day my divorce went through?

Then an idea pops into my head. I*******m. Of course. I quickly open the app and type his name. Lucas Santis. A profile pops up almost immediately, and I tap on it. There he is….profile picture and all. Stephanie scoots closer and leans over my shoulder. “Oh he’s cute,” she says. I ignore her. My eyes scan his bio, and I see that he's a photographer. Interesting. I also see a few portfolio highlights. Then I see it….A phone number.

The stark contrast between his online persona and the man I knew in private was jarring. That’s when I stumbled upon a photo of Zack and Mr. Smith. Curious, I clicked on Mr. Smith’s profile. His bio revealed that he was a renowned stylist and fashion designer. I browsed through his posts, which showcased his work with various celebrities, including Zack. One post caught my eye—it was a behind-the-scenes photo from our wedding, and the caption read: “Designing the groom’s look for the big day. Honored to work with @ZackSamuels.”

Remember, you can check my profile to see where else to follow me! Have a great day!

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.