Best Friend Letters Novels & Stories

I don't know much about DID, but despite being completely insufferable, War is here for a reason. And Logan...he was my best friend once. I'd forgotten him, and he's still the one who made Gray tell me the truth tonight. It's only fair to try to rekindle that friendship, even if I have to deal with War in the process. I look at War, keeping my voice even. "Tell Logan I hope to see him again. Next time, maybe we can do it without him holding us at gunpoint." I rise from the King's lap, feeling his hand slide into mine as we turn to leave.

"Nice to meet you," Collen quickly took my hands and shook them. My hands fell limp to my side. "Is everything okay?" Hannah asked, her green eyes searching mine. "Yeah, just that um, I was about to go to bed when you came," I lied through my teeth. My heart was beating not just within my chest but I could hear it in head. This was the first time I had lied to my best friend in all our twelve years of being friends. "Oh, I was hoping you could stay up with us to watch a movie."

The big brother I always wanted as an only child. "If he ever dares hurt you... Call me. I'll make him pay." he had said as a last resolute, making my eyes roll. "He's not going to hurt me, Brooks." Wanna bet?" "Brooks!" "I mean it. You're my best friend, the last thing I want is you getting hurt over a damn fool!" "Brooks, stop it," I said as we sat by our childhood tree house three years ago. "I bet you won't go past five years." he had said, making me uncomfortably angry. But I took the bet, determined to prove him wrong.

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

Just like that, I begin to open the envelope to find a letter inside which causes me to tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear before reading the letter written by Aidan, himself: Kenna, I suck at writing letters and you know that better than anyone but I went a little bit overboard and searched the internet on 'How to Impress Your Wife'. Apparently, some 'experts' told me that they managed to impress their wives by writing letters because they find it romantic. Do you find it romantic? Haha, let me know.

It represents the best time of my life. Whatever happens in my life, it will serve as a reminder that once upon a time. I was loved and that I loved just the same. In a short space of time we became each other’s best friends. I open the letter and stare at it for the 100th time. I’ve read this letter so many times; I can recite it without looking at it. He made my night when he gave this to me. Dear Goldie I hope this letter finds you well. I’m saying this because I don’t know when I’m going to give it to you.

I bite my lip and try to think of the perfect mate. "She is special if she puts up with you". Brian laughs and Liam joins him. My best friends are so immature. Smiling in satisfaction I lay my head back and think of my mate.

We were close like brothers and I never had that with my brother, but I hope your mate can keep you happy. The mate bond is something special and no words can describe the joy you feel when you're with them. I'm feeling that happiness now and I wish you the same. My son Archer is getting bigger now and I want to meet you again. I want him to meet you as my longest friend. Goodbye, for now, I hope to hear from you soon. Alpha Maxwell. I was shocked and my expression was stoned because of the contents of the message, it was a peaceful letter to Gebe and probably the last.

The words of black ink and swirl lettering. "I want to fly To dream To dance With words Set to wing That bow not out But pirouette Like an Angel On a pin Spinning In syllabled joy To feel the loft And lift And gift afloat Of windswept muse And become the word Ballet." I looked up at Alex,my lips quirking upwards into a closed mouth smile."Thank You. You really know how to cheer me up."I stood from my stool and hugged him. "I'm your Best Friend,it's my Job. I was saving that one especially for today,and I'm glad that I did because you needed it."He chuckled lightly.

I opened it and it read thus: “As you might have observed, my partner is an early bird, so there is a high chance of us not seeing each other before we go on our separate journey. I am missing you already and I hope you are missing me as well as you read this letter. Make sure you come back alive as I still need you, my best friend. I wish you a safe and fruitful journey.” -Tasha.