Shy Novels & Stories

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It’s just… just her ego and shame whomst holding her back. “Are you sure?” Shadow asked, a bit harsh. The lifted brow somehow looked doubtful. “Yes. Actually, I want to join you.” “So… why don’t you?” “I’m… I’m…” Elijah gulped her saliva. “I’m shy.” Her red face had become impossibly red. This time it was like a hot chili pepper. “Ah. Hahahaha.” Shadow released the loudest laugh she could summon to the unexpected answer. “Oh my…” Her body trembled and the water shook violently like an earthquake.

I told her worriedly. I wasn't my sister who can sleep with anything that walk,breath eat. Am sure she has lot of sugars daddies or else how can she afford her fake life style. I was a shy person but it didn't mean I don't love a little bit of attention, "nope" I wasn't like my step sister that behave like a parasite who can do without attention.

Shantal was having a hard time trying to sort her expression, let alone express her thoughts freely. "Just stay." Shantal whispered in her gritted teeth. Her pride was what held her back. "What?" Jodi asked the other party to repeat herself. "I said, just stay here! Why are you guys even trying to go outside when it is this cold, in the first place. I have been there tonight so I know!" Shantal said a little louder this time but her eyes were glued to the floor. She could hardly meet their gaze. She was too shy to look at them.

Sighed brokenly. "I don't know why you're trying so hard to keep quiet..." The words came roughly into the warmth of her rising and falling chest, "...we don't have to worry about your father in the other room," and as she tried so hard to press her lips together and ignore his devious teeth sucking and pulling at the skin of her lips, she failed oh-so-bitterly. Grunted rather loudly into his mouth. Pushed up against him. Felt heat spring to her face. “Oh, come on, just give it up already,” Pulling back slowly, he felt he could see more of her than he ever had. She was timid — shy, even — too afraid of embarrassing herself to make any sound… not as bold as she

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.

Was she upset that the seamstress spoke? “Teyana,” I called her by her name.. She makes eye contact with me for the first time since I entered, revealing a silver eye color. It was unlike anything I’ve ever seen. “I am Sincere.” She lowers her head, giving me a bow before looking over at Lana. Lana stands off to the side of the overly large changing room. I could tell she was annoyed by our interaction. “Do you… like movies?” It was a lame start to a conversation, I know, but so far, this was the only thing I could work with.

I replied Leo nodded, "Me too. I don't know what I would do if they didn't. They both kinda need a friend. Eve is tight with Keri and all but Keri and Sally are always together and Eve feels like a third wheel. Layla is a tomboy and needs someone to help her with all this girl stuff. Especially since she lives with us and not mom now" "What's your Mom like?" I asked

"Fine. Go get changed." *** Translations: *nyash: ass. When someone says your father's nyash, its basically your father's ass they're cursing out. *Waka: Its a curse or an insult *No vex o: Don't be angry

Abruptly, she lowered her head, and it became evident that a sense of shyness enveloped her, stemming from the recent actions she had undertaken. The office sustained its hushed ambiance until she broke the silence, uttering, "I... I am sorry for that. It was... it was an overreaction." Observing her sudden bashfulness, I couldn't resist a smirk. There's an undeniable charm to shy girls, and witnessing her shyness gave me a newfound sense of confidence and morale. "Were you jealous?" I inquired, bridging the short gap between us. She promptly lifted her head, meeting my gaze.