Shy Gal Novels & Stories

She exclaimed, giggling “You, Lola, resident badass princess slash queen of New York, this I must share with the others” I gasped into my phone “Don’t you dare” Her response is to cackle like a witch. This woman. So maybe my personality is a tiny bit contradicting, I can be both shy about things like sex and be bold when I’m standing up for myself and my friends. I’m human for goodness sake.

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

-Shy “Tsk! Don’t go ahead of yourselves” “They say that you will know your partner once you travel together. It is complicated but… it’s kind of true and many can attest to that. They tend to grow after the trip” -Marie [SOBBING] “Why are you crying?” I asked Shy. “Why *sobs* gosh why are you cutting onions” she can’t stop her tears. “I thought you were crying because you’re rejected by your crush” “Why did you… you’re so bad. That’s too personal” Shy pouted.

He didn't fail to notice tears escaping her eyes. Stella have been raised up as a princess by her family. She haven't seen a wound bigger than Devon's. She's sensitive and emotional but she never let anyone to know about it by masking it with her bitchy attitude. Being sensitive and emotional is treated as being weak nowadays. Once she got her finger cut while chopping vegetables and she cried over it for a day and swore she would never ever use knife. That's how much sensitive she is.

she complained, and pulled the tube higher to hide half of her breast. “No, I don’t have any spare dress. Just stick with it. Is the above knee too short for you? Really? Oh, right, you are the new Maria Clara of our generation, but could you please forget about being like here? While we're here in Manila, act like you are Mia Khalifa,” Shyra suddenly suggested, as if she had a devil's plan in mind. “Who is she?” she confusedly asks. She had never heard that kind of name before.

ohh God love birds you can talk afterwards but plz eat food - said Reyan filling his mouth. As I glanced at she blushed and looked down. As I saw around all were chuckling. "Youn to har baat unki alag hai Wo alag hi shaan wali hai Par ye Sharm-o-haya dekhkar Waqt ne khud hi nazren utaari hai" (Everything is different in her, She is really unique, But seeing her cuteness and shyness The time itself took the evil eyes off from her) - I thought in my mind seeing her blushing face, after wards she was eating like cutie pie.

Mr Hyin said narrowing his brows at her. "Arrrrrg! What kind of brother are you?" She snapped walking out. She slammed the office door on her way out, Shay was still standing quiet wondering if she should still be around it or not. Mr Hyin was looking pissed and she didn't to chance it and said anything to upset him and he'll fired her right away. "Have a seat" he said sternly Shay sat opposite from him fidgeting with the hem of her blouse. Something she does when she's nervous.

Shanaya winced in profound shame, her eyes tightly shut against the degrading words being hurled at her. She froze in Rajeev's grip, feeling like she was stripped bare in front of them. His creepy words made her sick to her stomach. All she wanted was to disappear, wishing the ground would just swallow her up. The feeling of imaginary ants crawling on her back added to her embarrassment, making it impossible for her to look anyone in the eye. She shut her eyes tight to spare herself from the disgrace.

How could she moan and gasp like it was such a good thing? I turned to dart out of the stacks before I threw up on the books. * * * Shy Beth, her bangs always over her glasses, is so turned on by seeing Carter fucking Ms. Waters. Beth has always had a thing for Carter, but she's never had the courage to ask him. People think she's a lesbian, but that's just a nasty rumor because she's so shy. She watches him dumping his cum into Ms. Waters's pussy. So fascinated by what she's seeing, she leans too close and bumps into the shelf.

Life was chaotic and promising. Shylie moved with confidence. Each footstep echoed a statement of self-assurance. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in flowing waves as she walked. Her angular cheekbones gave her a face that belonged in another era, as if years of experience had shaped her facial structure with great care. Her skin glowed softly. Her eyes were dark and unyielding. They exuded quiet strength. No one blended in with Shylie. Heads turned when she walked by. Whispers trailed after her.