Virgin Suicides Novels & Stories

It was why Mom always told Celine and me, since we were kids, that we could date, but we had to protect our virtue before marriage. "Marriage is like a second chance at life," Mom would say earnestly. "Men would always claim that they don't mind, but in reality, every single one of them wants to marry a blushing virgin. It's why the two of you have to protect your virtue. Don't blame me for disowning you if you don't." I tried to convince Celine to come clean to Mom while we were on our way home from Jeffrey's house. I hadn't expected her to tell me that she was still a virgin because she slept with Jeffrey in a non-traditional way.

I sucked in a sharp breath, but before I could react, she shoved me into the master bedroom and locked the door from the outside. Her icy voice drifted through the door. "I still have work to do. Stay here by yourself tonight." I searched through the entire bedroom and couldn't find a single piece of clothing. Even the bedsheets and curtains had been removed. At first, I thought being naked in the bedroom didn't matter. Until beams of reflected light suddenly flashed from the villa across the street. Several women were fighting over a telescope. "So he's Michael, the guy whose virginity's going up for auction. Thank goodness Rachel let us inspect the goods in advance. Makes it easier to bid

"Tell me what you really think about the Cruz boy." Alejandro sat in the dim light of the Vargas Grand Casino executive suite, his eyes fixed on the digital dossier of Sofia Ramirez. She was twenty-two when the desert claimed her. A overdose, the report said. Tragic. Common. But the deeper he dug into the data, the more the narrative fractured. Sofia had been a ghost in the system, a foster kid with no paper trail until she hit the city—and she had listed Victor Cruz as her sole emergency contact.

And I would never forgive myself for that. But she was here. She was alive. And I wasn’t letting her go. Ever. I took out my cell phone, I checked the tabloids and of course Autumn was trending massively. According to the news she'd committed suicide by jumping off a bridge right after writing her confession which included all the atrocities she'd committed against her sister, Ava and many terrible things she'd done in details alongside evidences. She claimed to be ridden with guilt for killing Ava's baby and for that she was going to kill herself.

Once she tried to commit suicide hoping Xavier would rush over but to her disappointment he never showed up. "And why should I care about some random person? I don't have feelings for her and It won't be good for everyone if she tries something stupid."

Agatha looked stricter and angrier than usual but she was still trying to keep herself from trembling. Gwyneth participated in the gossiping as an act but remained less loud than usual. Isa kept herself from puking. She felt nauseous, the gravity of the events not yet sinking in her. So, it must have been a suicide? Two suicides among Van Duke in over a year—in fact, EXACTLY a year in between. But it was still cloudy amongst the group of friends: how could Dean off himself? Why did he particularly did it in front of them—on a night out where he was just laughing and joking and drinking a second before? It didn’t make sense. NOTHING made sense.

" Well, I just thought you aren't a fan of stories like that. " " I am! Can you please tell me now, Sis? Pretty Please? " " Um, okay. But it will only be In a summary. " " Alright. " " The story is about a young fifteen-year-old girl, Sushie Williams who attempted suicide due to being severely Depressed. She felt like no one loves and wanted her so she tried killing herself.." " That's so sad. For a young girl to think like that, then she must have gone through a lot. "

’ I just nodded and averted my eyes. He took my mic. “Hahaha! Our suicider for today appears to be a shy individual. But he’s Alejandro Valencia, a 19-year-old man from Manila. He wishes to commit suicide because he is terrified of being imprisoned for the rest of his life. Ironic, isn’t it?” he jokingly said to the audience. Live Suicide notifications rang several times, showing that many people had chats. Comment box: @Jannethe Villa Hello life imprisonment or go to hell? I choose the latter.

I bet it’ll be fun,” Maxine said. “No, never. I can’t,” I said with a strong tone. “Yes, I’m open minded person and I’m not against into premarital sex yet it doesn’t mean I’m into it. I still want be pure to my future spouse,” I added. “That’s why you’re the only virgin in this room,” Maxine said. “As if I am, aren’t you? I rebutted her. “What do you think the reason why I was dumped in the convent— you idiot,”

I mentioned this to Suzy. "What's the problem?" she asked with a suspicious look on her face. "Don't tell me you're not clean. You will always use condoms of course. There's no negotiating out of that. If I find out from a patron that you're willing to fuck without a condom I will drop you." "That's not it," I sighed. "In fact, you're not going to get anyone cleaner than me. I'm a virgin." "No shit!" Suzy looked surprised. "That's a first for me. I was sure you'd fucked around seeing how you tease all the guests at the club."