Tomboyish Personality Novels & Stories

Sadly, she was very like her brother, Alpha of their recently formed Flash Fire Pack, in that she found social situations uncomfortable. In Onyx case, it was because he didn’t like most people. In Kass's case, it was because most people didn’t like her. Even when she was a kid, she’d found making friends difficult, especially at school. It was kind of hard to fit in when you were a tomboy with a higher IQ than that of your teachers. It probably made things worse that she didn’t “get” her own gender. But she just didn’t see the appeal behind constantly gossiping, shopping endlessly, asking deep personal questions, or having different lotions for different body parts.

I couldn't fall for any of the milquetoast mamby-pamby saps in my circle; no, I had to go and give my heart to Leonidas. I had held onto my bad girl persona from my school days, unlike Dani, who was a born lady down to her little pink toes. Logan likes to tease sometimes and ask how comes he'd ended up with the tomboy, but deep down, I knew he needed someone like me to put up with his brand of crazy.

Having this huge weird creature standing in front of me with his perfect smile, expensive clothes and warm hands absolutely made my tummy do things it never had before. Boys never paid attention to me, never. Okay so I had been carrying some baby weight for about 14 years longer than I should have, and she-wolves are always fit. I was also shy as could be, I was raised by my dad and he didn’t exactly know how to teach me to be girly. I was a non-athletic tomboy basically. My hair was always a mess, I didn’t know what to do with make-up. I didn’t dress up and I was the definition of a klutz. I convinced myself a spinster cat lady was probably going to be my path.

She had invited me to her place and she showed me the games she played and from then on we have been best friends ever since. We’ve been known as the gaming duo by our families. However, this is literally the only thing we both have in common. Ginger is a well mannered girl while I’m the complete opposite. I’m not even sure if how I act is supposed to be done by a girl. Ginger sometimes tells me I am a tomboy, a really lazy one, which I got to admit is a little true. Ginger even likes shopping, while I don’t. I hate shopping, carrying loads of bags and walking around is not my cup of tea. I prefer sitting at home playing a game or watching a movie while eating my favorite snack instead of wa

This is where the flash of dreams, failures, and fucking what ifs come in. I’m the equivalent of a blonde bombshell with brunette hair. I have large breasts, a slender waist, and a round face with huge green eyes surrounded by full, long eyelashes. As a young teenager, my attributes didn’t stop me from being a tomboy. Over the summer of my fifteenth year, my budding breasts exploded and my new breasts most definitely interfered. The boys themselves put the biggest damper on things. The same ones I played football with during weekend pickup games changed overnight. They made up sexual stories about me and passed them around high school as truth.

The segregation of popular kids, the cool kids, the nerds, and the freaks. Glancing to her left, she spotted the guy Dailey had told her about. She couldn't see much of his expression because his long, dangly black hair covered his face. Normally, he'd be just her type; dangerous, weird, and twisted... but she had the distinct feeling her only friend in this hell hole would end up falling for him, meaning he was off limits. She felt the life drain out of her as Tommy took a seat beside her, scraping his chair and table loudly as he pulled them closer to hers. Something about his energetic personality was draining to Toni. Just watching him fail to sit still for five seconds made her feel tir

Tiffany spoke with a confident candor that was both refreshing and intimidating, breaking societal taboos with ease that made Treasure question her own preconceptions. At first, Treasure's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She had never had a conversation this openly sexual, especially not in a professional setting. However, as Tiffany articulated her vision for how embracing her sexuality could become an asset in the business world, Treasure found herself leaning in, captivated. The idea of enhancing her appeal wasn't just about superficial changes; it was about empowerment. Tiffany emphasized that understanding one's sexuality could be a tool for confidence, a way to command respect—not j

“Nah. I don’t fit in.” “Why not?” He shrugged, then gestured at himself. “I’m a guy. And I’m anorexic. Look at me.” “So?” I asked as I eyed the boy’s thin arms. “What’s that got to do with anything?” “Guys aren’t supposed to be anorexic. It’s… weird.” “Who told you that?” For a moment, Tom was silent. Then, turning his head, he bit out through clenched teeth, “Everyone.”

She likes being friends with guys more than with her gender. I really thought that it would be a waste if she was a tomboy cause she has a freaking face that could melt any guy's heart and that includes me. Yeah, I might be young at that time yet I know what I feel and it was growing day by day. Whenever she went to our house to play with us siblings, I could feel my excitement running through my veins. Like a kid getting his presents on Christmas.

He gave me a quizzical look and turned to me and then the students to introduce himself. "The name is Macie short is Cie Marshal but don't ever call me, I’m go call you, I’m 16 and totally go fuck you up if you fuck with me". 'So it’s a girl, talk about real tomboys. Wow! This is fascinating' I was king of amused that I didn't think tomboys could be the top bullies of the school. She said her introduction with too much ego and venom. 'Ok! This is going to be harder than I thought. So I have a tomboy and a boy bully to deal with'.