Vaggie Quotes Novels & Stories

Because the things going through my mind are the other ninety-nine choices I could have made instead of dragging my ass here. “Caught some disease,” Vaddy replies, sitting and pulling me beside her. Wrong place, I must say, as there’s this duo next to me. They’re sucking the hell out of their faces, and I’m scared to look down or I might find a pulsating dick. Vadarya squeezes my wrist to grab my attention before she says, “Don’t worry, I’m done mourning.” Then she gasps, holding her jaw down for a moment while her eyes search every inch of my face. I bet she can map out the lines of horror drawing on my expression. “Talk about mourning…”

"Most of them are so frustrated. If only we listen to our bodies, we might actually start enjoying life a little bit." "Make love, not war?" I said with a laugh. "That's what the hippies used to say, isn't it." "And we should have been listened to by more people," Vicky said, laughing with me. "Have you ever seen another woman masturbate?" She asked suddenly. "No!" I said quickly. "Of course not." "Why of course not?" Vicky asked. "There's nothing wrong with it. Everyone does it. Even your mom." "My mom!" I snorted. "I probably doesn't even know where to find it."

“Please set an alarm go outside for once in your life.” The responding snort was so loud that Vivienne had to shift her head away from the phone while she giggled. “Oh, those are some BOLD FUCKING WORDS coming from you! Little Miss Good Girl wants to play coy and act like you’ve never so much as laid eyes on a shot glass before. Bitch please.” Vivienne’s cheeks pinkened at the words. “Stop it. You know I don’t do that stuff anymore. It was all a long time ago.”

I sadly replied to her and the rest of the girls. Vickie, Vanessa, what is your big night going to be?” Steph asks. They both looked over at us one by one and then smirked. “ We are going to fuck our mates so good they are too tired to move, “ they both said. I was thinking, how can Vickie do it if she has two mates?. Anaya, my wolf, talked about how you think they are bad; you should hear what their wolves say. They are nasty girls—dirty wolves.

One time I overheard her chatting with a friend and I shuttered at her naughty words, “The vagina should never be starved, it needs steady action, it should be ravished daily.” She had said confidently. Trust me, I have nothing against having sex with your partner when you have the urge, but Carrie is simply insane. She is just a sex freak, a party queen, and funny enough, these are the same reasons why I adore her. I love her positive energy and I’m so lucky to have her as a sister. But I’m certainly not leaving this house, barely clad.

But now she's my WAG. Because she's worth it. END VOLUME 2: GROUPIE

She would come on the live shows and talk about how her husband and her made wealth from nothing. “If we could do it, so can you,” was her mantra, those words struck and stuck in my head. I was a single mother with nothing to call mine, but I kept telling myself I could do it. The Vogue lady wasn't just a fashion icon, she was a source of my inspiration on difficult days when I felt like giving up, I would remember her beautiful wavy black hair, her hazel green eyes, and her breathtaking smile, telling me, “So can you,”

I don't want her to feel threatened right now. "She showed up out of nowhere, screamed, and then started accusing me of things I didn't do. Then that idiot decided to kill me, so I had to fight back. At one point, she said, and I quote, "No bitch is going to kill my man!" I don't want to alarm you, but, Vince, your girlfriend might be crazy."

Did she think I was incapable of doing it? “No. I know you can do it.” She said, ever so relaxed. As if she knew damn well I couldn’t find any cell in my body that was thick enough to pull the damn trigger and end this charade once and for all. “I wonder where you get the damn balls to think you can spar with death.” I spat angrily, angry at everything and everyone. “Just because I have a vagina doesn’t stop me from believing that I have bigger balls than you.” This bi…

Before long, the woman laughed loudly. Maggie's laughter made Veronica furious. "Damn it, you like me to have this kind of accident? Oh... you wish I was dead? You must be happy if one of your masters meets his death." Maggie instantly stopped laughing. "Oh my God... Vero, I never thought of it that way." Maggie fretted immediately. She realized that she had been laughing at her young lady's current condition for a long time. "I'm just laughing at that essay of yours," Maggie continued. "Have you not regained consciousness from your dream?"