Best Partner Novels & Stories

I would hear them murmuring each time I visited his company. "He deserves better. Good thing he's dumping her for Kylie." "Yeah, she is SO much better than this slob!" Little did they know, I was the secret heiress of the second-wealthiest family in our nation. My best friend Brooks Piercen is the richest man in the nation. Brooks was the owner of a massive chain of restaurants, culinary schools, and the best dairy farms slash petting zoos you could ever visit. Yes, Brooks was a downright southern cowboy, down to the core, but he was also a great chef, and a fierce business tycoon.

The next day, they kissed each other goodbye and went their separate ways, none of them even knew the other's name. Bailey went back to her perfectionist life, only to discover a month later that she was with child. That was her first glimpse at how fickle the mind worked, the very same people who had loved her so much barely weeks ago and couldn't stop praising her, now looked at her with hatred and spoke to her with contempt in their voice. In the blink of an eye, she stopped being every man's dream woman and became a slut who went around sleeping with people's mates.( Why else would she keep the name of her child's father a secret) Her younger sister Vimon was the only one who took her si

He added “Just like you know what type of guy you are. And I know nothing, of course.” He was watching me with that stare again, the one I loved and hated. It was the one I saw glimpses of, too identical to the strokes of a soft and passionate lover. These were the sides of him that confused me. “Stacy, my life is a mess and I am well aware of that, its why I don’t accommodate a lot of people in to my space but you’re Lisa’s bestfreind and I’m really trying here—”

He trailed off. I smiled a little. “Probably a combination of both. I’m not looking for some knight in shining armor to come and rescue me. I also don’t want some yes-man who’s just going to sit back and nod along with whatever I do. I want a partner. I want someone who lets me fight my own battles, but is willing to fight next to me if I need the extra support. Someone who lets me make my own decisions but isn’t afraid to argue with me if I’m about to do something really stupid. Someone who isn’t afraid to show that he loves me and isn’t afraid to let me love him in the same way.

I scrunched my eyes and got really close to the picture as I tried my hardest to stay inside the lines. I wanted it to be perfect, if I couldn't control everything else in my life I could at least control this. ''Do you wear glasses?'' I glanced over at my partner, his name was Jacob and he has been my table partner since the start of kindergarten. ''Then why are you so close to the paper? My mum says that's how you become cross-eyed,'' he said after I shook my head.

"He set this up. He told me to tell you that I wasn't feeling well so he could persuade you into coming to the park with him. He wanted to spend the day with you, Zenia. He's so sweet." "It might be nice and all, but I don't think EJ and I are compatible for each other. We're two different people with two different lifestyles." "You're just looking for excuses as to push him away. You're going to loose out on him and, when you realize that, it's going to be too late." "I'm not going to lose him because I'm not going to hold on to him. EJ and I are friends. F-R-I-E-N-D-S! Why is that so hard to understand?"

God, it hurts so much to see him hurt like this. I stood up and forwarded my hand towards him, he looked at it for a moment but then smiling, he placed his big ones in mine. "We may not become lovers...but we are partners in everything. " I chuckled sadly at his fake jolliness but he right. Miller Holland is the best partner I could ask for. I can spend my whole life with him. Even though I would still think about that jerk. His maturity and positive approach towards life had me hots for him in the first place. He never tried to control me, he never tried to manipulate me.

Best friends are the healer of your every wounds. You get hurt, the medicine is best friend. You are excited, its best friend whom you share. You get a proposal its best friend who would become more of happy and from whom you need an approval and when you get broken they are ones who heal you. Rebecca Brown, isn't just a name to me. She is healer. Healer for almost all the pains and wounds which doctor could never heal me and I was proud to have her in my life. "But how did you even tackle with the wedding? I mean the wedding was so grand and you know it was publicize? How did you even do that in such a huge event?"she asked.

"Using you would mean hiding my intentions. Partnering means we work together, equal stakes, equal risk. I help you reclaim what's yours, you help me destroy what's his." Silence stretched between us. "And what happens after?" I asked quietly. "After we've destroyed them both?" Something flickered in his expression. Something almost like longing. "That depends on you," he said. Before I could respond, my phone buzzed. A text from Adrian. Alexander's eyes flicked to it. "Blake?" I nodded slowly. "Then it's time I met your partner," he said. "Officially." The next few hours passed in a blur. Alexander led me to his private study. He poured two glasses of whiskey and handed me one.

“Well, let’s get one thing straight, my Jayden is the best lover any woman would ever ask for, Don’t get it twisted.” I didn’t even feel surprised about what she said, it was so expected of my Win-rose. “Every woman to her own preference, there is no way for us to find out if your Jayden is better than my Ken, except you want us to do a partner swap,” I suggested. “No, way, I don’t share what’s mine, not even with my best friend,” “I don’t share either,”