All About Best Friend Manhwa Novels & Stories

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” He chuckles, running a hand over his mouth. I hate it, but he’s known me almost my entire life. Beck can read me like a damn book, no matter how much I hate it. We’ve had the same friend group since we were in school, but he and I have always been the closest. He’s my best friend. Which is great occasionally, but times like right now, it’s rather inconvenient. “Because you basically just told someone who spends a lot of money on art to fuck right off.”

After she took my money, she dumped me! [Now, she’s jealous that her best friend, Pearl, married the richest man in the city. So, she infected Pearl with AIDS. We hope that you can help us with this! None of us wants to have AIDS! It’s all Maya’s fault!] This was all playing out like it had in the previous timeline. After the netizens read Pearl and Wyatt’s claims, they started cursing me and my family out. Meanwhile, Benjamin gave me a call. The second I answered, he started cursing at me, “You horrible woman! I was wondering why you were provoking me to marry Pearl immediately! You knew all along that she had AIDS, and you were waiting for her to infect me! You’re a cruel, cruel woman!”

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

It was bad enough not getting noticed, I didn’t need my best friend helping me talk to boys. So, I stayed by myself and read an E-book on my phone. I could not help the feeling of loneliness that clouded me. Junior year was here already and next it will be senior year but my life would not really change. It sucked more because I was such a sucker for romance and yet no one liked me. How could they? I wasn’t pretty as Olivia with her slim model like body and shoulder length dark curls. I shook the thought out of my head. I wasn’t jealous of my friend, I just wished I could be her sometimes.

I didn't need all this crying, I needed to understand what was going on and why I couldn't leave right now. “Greetings My Alpha,” I heard from the door and even without seeing him yet, I knew who it was. “Jack, long time no see,” I said in response, at least one more level-headed person to sort out this situation. “Let the doctors check you first and we can catch up,” he joked, he was more than my right-hand man, he had become my best friend and the one who understood me the most. “Only if I can leave here fast enough,” I replied wanting to be discharged as soon as possible, I hated unfamiliar places.

“Not even therapy can take away your mischievous nature.” Cressida pouted, sitting beside me. “Bae, you know I'm an author. I couldn't pass up the opportunity of doing a life confrontation scene.” “I didn't know that informing my girlfriend that she was part of a trouble was considered confrontation this day,” I replied with a raised brow. Cressida blushed, “I may have gone too far…but I wasn't lying. Having a best friend is like being in an open relationship, there a always new people joining in the name of being partners.”

Trying to get the words out of me with questions I can’t hide from. "Noah," I call his name with a warning edge to my voice, a silent request for him to drop it. But it’s Noah Addams—he never drops anything until he’s gotten to the bottom of it. He sets the plushie on his right thigh and leans forward with lifted brows. "Seriously, Brynn. Who’s he?" Knowing he won’t give it up, I sigh and look away from him. "He’s Asher’s best friend." "Asher’s best friend?" Noah repeats and I nod without meeting his eyes.

"Take care, okay? I will call you to know if I will drop by or not." "Okay. You too take care." He smiled at me before walking out the door. And as he left, my room suddenly became empty, but I was comforted by his scent that was still strong and embedded on my shoulders and clothes. I rested back against the headboard, with my eyes closed. I had finally found a word, or rather words, to describe this weird feeling of mine—I was falling for my best friend, Liam!

Your best friend is like a drug. They tempt you with ideas and trick you into forgetting about the consequences, influencing your mind, and rooting devious schemes into every action made. Or at least that was how I described my best friend. She was a wild and to my horror adventurous girl. She pushed me against my limits and made me experience the joys of life even though I would much rather stay at home, buried deep under my silky sheets with my phone screen marking the words 'W*****d'.