Playboy Novels & Stories

I said firmly, leaving no room for argument. No answer. I turned around to see him talking to two girls. He was putting his arm out in front of him and they were touching his biceps. "No, ladies, I'm not on steroids. These guns are the real deal, baby" He said smugly, flexing his arm muscles. The girls giggled and carried on touching his arm, making me roll my eyes. He didn't listen to a word I'd said I walked away from the weird scene and made my way to the lunch hall.

Well, not you, that's for sure… “Ellie, we talked about this. Sarah is the only girl in the whole world who can make a playboy like him be loyal to a girl. Whoever this girl is, she’ll be gone soon. Just break them up now so that Xander can date my cousin.” Cassie told me.

“I agree. If there’s anything to breathe new life into Edge—” “We’re doing so poorly, we’ve all grown so scared; we’re all reporting from safe, scared places, afraid to push the button in case we explode. We’re already withering here. We need to write about the topics that scare us, fascinate us . . . and nobody fascinates this city more than our billionaire bachelors. Do you know who I’m talking about?” “The playboys?” Her lips twist. “The worst of them all.” She pulled out another magazine. I stared at the cover, which said Angel or Devil? “James Godfrey,” I whispered.

"Shut up, Rookie. I have to hit that aisle once a month, remember? Look just to the right of those items, and you'll see the tampons." My eyes widen. "There are a lot of boxes." "I know. You're looking for a pink box. It has a giant P on it…" "Got it!" I grab the box feeling victorious and read it off to her. "Playtex Sport, Regular size, plastic applicator… Babe… are you sure this is what you want?" "Nicely done," she praises. "That's exactly it. Toss that puppy in the cart." "Tiff, are these the inside ones or outside ones?"

She grinned, eyes still closed. “There’s this guy I met a couple weeks ago. Tall, cocky, the kind who walks like he owns the sidewalk. We hooked up once and—girl—he was really good with his dick. Like, Olympic-level good. But the second it was over, he got that playboy vibe all over him. You know the type? Texts you at 2 a.m. like he’s doing you a favor, then ghosts for three days.” I laughed so hard I almost dropped the toner.

His three other friends sighed at him. Among them, the top notched playboy is Atty. Paolo; he has three or more girlfriends. He has different girls per day. He said, it is like a menu, he just needs to pick his choice to be his meal for the day. The second-in-line branded playboy of course is Atty. Garette; the one who prided himself on not having s*x twice with the same woman. His principle actually is “Never lose a case and never bed a woman twice.” Until today, Atty. Garette could still say so, that he never bedded a woman twice. In the coming days, however, Atty. Garette is not sure anymore and that man-made waterfall was hi

With trembling hands, I reached for the stack, lightly brushing my fingers over the slick cover of the topmost issue. Squeezing my eyes shut, I drew in one final fortifying breath. Then, bracing myself, I slowly turned the magazine over to face me. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the high-definition image gracing the glossy cover. But it wasn't my face staring back at me - rather the arrogant smirks of Damien and Lucinda as they posed in a tender-looking embrace. I collapsed back against the table, hugging the magazine to my chest as the weight of success crashed over me.

“I refuse to have my blog turned into some sort of…of…voyeuristic dessert porn shit show.” “Whoa,” Carter said. “Despite Carathurs’ apparent crimes against that will not be the focus of the makeover. No one wants The Playbook to be accused of harboring pornographic content…again. I am simply suggesting we use Mr. Carathurs’s current circumstances to get eyes on our magazine and in a quid pro quo arrangement, do a little renovation on his style and perhaps his reputation along the way.”

Jason blew hot at him. Jeremy is a Playboy yet no one dare step on his toes. He was very strong and fierce just like Jason. Jeremy would not listen to whatever Jason was saying except when I came in. I gestured at Jeremy, more or less like a plead, and he dropped my hand and moved out of the place, leaving behind a daring look.

he hugged me more tightly I asked "do you love me the same even in the future" he said "yeah princess I will love you only you" I asked "what if incase I cheated on you will you hate me" he chuckled and said "no princess if you cheat on me it's not your mistake it's my mistake that iam not being good so you choosed another person" is he really the same playboy I met he said "no matter what whatever situation might be I loves you that's it untill iam alive I love only you" I hugged him tightly and started crying