Best Friend Lover Novels & Stories

" Aloo yar see you're my best friend's sister so you should be like my sister as well but you're definitely not that. You are my umm friends with benefits? Yes that's what we are. I don't do permanent relationships that the whole of India knows I can't stay with a single girl that also everyone knows thanks to the paparazzi who are always behind me like hungry wolves. And when we agreed for this I clearly told you don't expect loyalty from me because I can't give that to you. I can act like a lovey dovey boyfriend for sometime then have a good fuck with you and then again everything goes as it supposed to. No strings attached. For the world we are dating but we know the truth don't we? "I as

I want my best friend so bad that it’s driving me practically insane with longing. I know I shouldn’t feel like this but it’s just so damn hard. He’s everything I want in a boyfriend. To start with he is my best friend and they say that your boyfriend, husband, lover should be your best friend. He’s gorgeous with his impressive height, his broad shoulders and that jet black hair that sometimes hangs in his face. His eyes are piercing and when he looks at me in a certain way, it makes me go to mush. I’ve got it so bad. So. Fucking. Bad.

When he finally left, I turned to Kylie for comfort; instead, all I received was a cheeky gaze. “Oh come on, Kylie, not you too!” I said, throwing my hands up in the air, exasperated. “The boy is into you, honey. Kylie the love guru saw it with her own two eyes.” She said, caressing my face with her finger, teasingly. “Kylie the love guru has been quite blind ever since she started dating Nick.” I replied with sass. “We're literally just assignment buddies, that too because my best friend betrayed me and paired up with her boyfriend.”

“Sometimes it feels like all of this is just a dream, Adrian.” I squeezed his hand, my heart swelling. He leaned closer, whispering the last words with a grin that melted me all over again. “Guess I’m just successful chasing my best friend–lover.”

"Maria was humble, slept on a mattress, Alex..." "I know. We fucked there too." He widened his eyes, staring at me in shock. "Oh, fuck! Where else did you...?" I’m her father’s best friend. And now, I’m also... your worst mistake. "You’re feeling like a badass, huh? Too bad I don’t have anyone of yours left to fuck." I lamented, tapping his shoulder without aggression. "It’s not about competition. Or revenge." I took a deep breath. "I’ll take you home. Tomorrow, we’ll talk calmly."

“After all, I was your first lover before he took you away from me.” His words froze me in place. What was he saying? Yes, we had been close in college, but we were never lovers. We were friends, nothing more. I loved him, but not in that way. How could he twist our friendship into something it never was? “You were my best friend, Raymond,” I said, pulling away from him. “How can you call that a love relationship? Yes, I love you, but not as a lover. As a friend.” I didn’t want to hurt him, but things were spiraling out of control. I had always trusted him, relied on him. How could he betray that trust now, of all times?

" he said and turned off the call. Made love? For me, it's just sex. If there is anyone else I want to do that thing with love. He will do it with Ath, my beloved best friend. He was stunned by the thought. F*ck! He shouldn’t be thinking that. He looked at Athalia. "Ath," he said to get Athalia's attention.

I still wished that we could get back together but well I don't think that it will be possible as she has moved on and I have too I guess. I want to thank everyone that supported me on this journey. Just so you know, I love you all and will always do. The song recommendation for this book is. 1. What best friends do by Jeiel Damina. 2. Traitor by Olivia Rodrigo. You can check out my other stories. 1. The Better Place. On Good novel and W******l. 2. Caged ( Survival ) on Good novel, M********r, and Libri. 3. I love you ( The Victimized. ) On Good novel only.

“I’m not sad.” “You’ve been staring at that same sweater for ten minutes.” I looked down at my hands. I was holding the gray hoodie—Ethan’s hoodie, the one I’d never been able to throw away. “Old boyfriend,” I said quietly. Chloe didn’t pry. She just nodded and said, “I have one of those too. His name was Mark. He told me he loved me and then kissed my best friend at prom.” I blinked. “Seriously?” “Seriously.” She shrugged, but her eyes were soft. “It gets easier. Not all at once. But eventually.”

She would let it all out, clinging to him, the boy she called her best friend, and the one she knew- the one she thought she would one day belong to. Luka Rivera was a boy Liviana used to call hers. She adored him, admired him, and more than that, she loved him. He was her best friend, and one day, he was meant to be so much more. Liviana never had a real boyfriend. She had been on dates, held a boy's hand and had even given a few kisses here and there- and at some point, for one special someone, she had done a little more. And while she was off prancing around, looking for those special bonds she had always craved. A friendship so dear she could call her friends her sisters, her ride or die