Tacky Novels & Stories

rule had been replaced by a chaotic, loud celebration of total recklessness. ​Sarah was currently standing on the plush velvet sofa, trying to teach a very uncoordinated Vince how to do a TikTok dance, her laughter ringing out over the heavy bass. Vince had lost his tie hours ago and was now wearing his dress shirt half-unbuttoned, looking like he’d finally deleted every spreadsheet in his brain. ​"I’m telling you!" Sarah shouted, swaying dangerously. "Hannah is... she’s the legend! To freedom!" She took another shot, slamming the small glass onto the table with a triumphant grin.

Day 210 April 18th 10:00 AM - 10:00 PM _A Tall HORNY Strangers_ Budget: $150. P*******t board: $15,000 dresses. Reality check: we have $150. Nico: "We can make it work. I design, remember?" Me: "You design logos. Not lace." Nico: "Same thing but softer." *10:00 AM - THRIFT STREET* We went to 4 thrift stores.

On the brighter side I hoped he was because he could stir off Leona. "Not at all." Nick added. "Not that there's anything wrong with being gay." "Addie said no so calm down boys." Jeremy said with a chuckle, his Texas accent not going unnoticed. "I have always wanted a buckle belt and go bull riding." I said out of the blue.

I don’t like the look on her face. “That was Gabby.” She tells me. “Ok,” I reply. “I am guessing she was the woman here with hottie #1 and hottie #2.” I say to her. “Yes, she is the assistant to Brady, hottie #2. They manage the band Crazy.” Evie explains. I know who that band. They are one of the biggest rock bands. I have been a fan since they released their first album five years ago. I look at her. I am not sure why she is smiling at me.

Taryn "Well, it went well," Taront said, pouring himself wine. "Well?" snorted Grander next to Taryn as she ate. "Elhiàs Ackard is known for not wasting time pondering decisions he does not find favorable," Taront replied. "That doesn't mean he agrees to our proposal," Taryn said, looking out the window as she drank.

I hear Keya gasp as she mindlinks me, ‘OMG, she heard us! God this is embarrassing. I told y’all to chill but you didn’t listen to me!’ Shit, we didn’t listen to her, ‘My bad Babe.’ I hear her sister ask, “Keya what’s a Stallion?” Keya just sighs exaggeratedly shaking her head. “It’s a large male horse, Fatt.” Annoyed she tells me, “ Just help me get them ready.” So I begin to help Fatt & Trell pack their bags for today while she gives Qwan his asthma treatment and cleans his nose which seems to be full or running all of the time. Then washes her hands to give Grammy an insulin shot in her stomach. And she reminds her to take her meds and check her sugar levels. “Yeah yeah I know.” Grammy gr

Amy was a sweetheart and never complained about our change in plans. Amy had never been particular about things like me. While I never openly declared my disapproval, I had always tormented myself with the disappointment that things didn’t go my way and simply didn’t understand how people like Amy could move on so quickly. It was something I really wanted to change about myself because it brought harmony to nobody. In fact, it was beginning to pose as a self-destructive trait as I was essentially ruining my chance at having a fun time by acting like a brat about it.

Jake They pulled up to the small bistro and Jake got out of the truck, his body aching, his palms starting to sweat. Damned if she wasn't as straightforward as he was, and here he thought she was shy or at least a bit introverted. Hadn't she said she was introverted? No, he was making that up, right? He opened her door, moving back as she stepped out, the perfect fit of her jeans on her nice sized rear not helping at all.

"Just... please, drive faster, take shortcuts if you can.” As the taxi screeched to a halt in front of my friend's house, I quickly turned to the driver. "Wait, just one minute, please. I'll get your money," I promised, urgency coating my words. With a nod, the driver acknowledged my request as I flung open the door and sprinted towards Cora's house. My heart pounded in my chest as I rapped frantically on the door, my breaths coming in ragged gasps.

Maybe that should be enough of a reason to take a leap of faith, but I'm too afraid to do it. "Do you realize how many girls like him?" Anger ignites in her eyes. "Then throw in all the freaking hockey groupies." She scrunches her nose before spitting out the next words. "I swear, if I catch one more puck bunny hanging all over Austin, someone is getting bitch-slapped into next week." She gives me a hard-edged stare. "If you're smart, you'll get in there and stake your claim, because, trust me, someone else will be more than happy to do it."