Best Friends To Lovers Romance Mga Nobela at Kwento

"And besides, we're not friends; we're lovers who are engaged to be married." "Lovers." I scoff quietly in disbelief as I poke the inner corners of my mouth with my tongue before, throwing the covers off me, standing with my arms folded, "Lovers, you say, but when was the last time we spent quality time together, huh? During the course of the past months, I can count on one hand just how much time we've spent together. You're always busy, and whenever we have the opportunity to see each other, we're almost always quarreling, and honestly, it makes me sick."

Their love story was captivating, and I couldn't help but feel grateful to witness such a profound connection. In that moment, I felt a surge of warmth and admiration for both of them. Roman, a steadfast leader and caring partner, had found his equal in Emily. She, in turn, embodied strength and resilience, complementing Roman's unwavering support with her unwavering loyalty. Together, they created a harmonious melody, their love intertwining with the rhythm of their lives.

He simpered. "There's no way that's the truth. What if I tell you your stupid best friend is in love with you? She's crazily, madly in love with you." I rolled my hands in the air. He only smiled. "You don't believe me?" I frowned. "I might've suspected that, I'm not gullible to not notice the signs but I'm all yours, sweetheart. Amanda and I have been best friends for ten years, but nothing more than that. Do you think this is some cliché romance in movies or something where the Man's female best friend falls in love with him and he doesn't notice, then he'll neglect his wife for her and support her wrongdoings instead of his wife's truth?"

Their unabashed public displays of love, while endearing to them, left Liam and me feeling a little out of the loop. Liam gave a subtle nod in their direction. "Mia and Sean are really into each other, huh?" I chuckled softly. "You could say that. They're like a walking romance novel." Liam raised an eyebrow, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "A romance novel, huh? I suppose we're in a different genre altogether." I smirked. "Exactly. We're more in the 'best friends and dynamic duo' category." Liam's smile widened. "Hard to argue with that."

After we get together tomorrow, you can ride me out. I can be your best friend, your lover, your husband, and your confidant. I know you have no friends. I know you hate everyone, just like me. We are the loneliest people in this world. But, once we're together, you and I will be best friends forever. I can be your protector, your pride, your prince charming.

I shouldn't dismiss our relationship without trying, the goddess made us mates for a reason after all. We already have great chemistry and we understand each other. Even if we don't fall in love, we'll always be good friends. “Don't forget that friends make the greatest lovers. Your spouse should always be your best friend for a happy marriage.” Nila reiterated. Those were the words of my mother a long time ago. It's time to give Rion and I a chance. “Do you have a plan?” I ask with a smile and he purses his lips.

My voice broke. If I hated anyone, it was Madison more than Liam. We'd grown up together. We were best friends. I'd stepped in to protect her from bullies. She'd held my arm and said we'd be together forever. And yet, she had stabbed me in the heart over and over again. Madison put on her wounded look. "I was just afraid you'd be hurt by bad men. I wanted to find you a husband who truly loves and trusts you." "See? This time, if I hadn't tested him, you would have married a bad man. What if some other woman told you lies like that later?"

Febri may not be as handsome as my other boyfriends, but Febri's affection, attention and loyalty to me deserves a thumbs up from the others. Try to compare with others, how many times they double up on me behind. When they want to be close, close, when they want to be far away, they leave me at will, indeed we are still free, but we have to learn to respect our partner, right? But on the one hand I am jealous of my best friends and friends, they are still free to do all activities even though they already have a boyfriend. Indeed, almost of them broke up, changed new girlfriends or were both ambivalent. But certainly there are advantages and disadvantages of each. During high school like my

“Then what is it, Sav? Why won’t you look at me? Why do you keep dodging me like I’m contagious? You're ignoring me.” I turned around, clutching my arms like they could hold me together. “Because best friends don’t see each other naked in that way.” Roman blinked. “Sav…” “Best friends,” I cut in, heart in my throat, “don’t bend each other over in the backseat of a car and have the kind of sex that haunts you for days. The kind that we just had. That’s not friendship. That’s something else. And we… we broke it. We’re screwed, Roman.”