Novel & Cerita Bestest Boi

his voice dripping with lust oh boyyyyy

“My name is Mix. As you all know, I’m a T-pop artist. Nice to meet you all.” Beside him, his partner looked slightly overwhelmed by the chaos. Tee noticed how Mix immediately rubbed the younger man’s hand gently with his thumb to comfort him. The tiny gesture nearly shattered him. Then the questions began flying rapidly. “Are you two officially dating?” “Is this the anonymous boyfriend from your photos?” “Should fans expect marriage soon?” “How does it feel finally appearing publicly as Mix’s boyfriend?” Mix laughed softly at the overwhelming attention. But when he turned toward the man beside him,

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

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.

Humph! My phone had been ringing for a while now, but i was so lost in my own world so I didn't notice. Finally, i jolted back to reality and found out it was still ringing. It was my best friend, Stacey Obong. ' Hello Stacey..' ' Girl, where the hell have you been? I've been calling you since like forever.' Stacey said screaming at the top of her lungs. I chuckled at her childish behavior. ' I'm sorry. I've been kind of busy.'

Baby, how can I tell you that you’ve captured my heart from day one? How can I convince you that you are the only one I want to spend every waking moment with? You are my best friend, Babe. You are my best friend, Honey. You are my best friend, Darling. Best friends to lovers that's what we are oh.. oh… oh. I began to sway to the beat and continuously began tapping my feet on the ground to follow the rhythm of the music. Five years we were best friends. Then on the sixth, I popped the word.

"All yours. Figured you could use something with a bit more punch. You deserve it." Knox leaned against the dock rail, looking at the boat with that same grin. "This thing's a beast, man. You could pull in enough fish to feed the whole pack with this bad boy. Hell, you could start your own business, run your own crew. Sell decent seafood to all the local packs. Goddess knows we need a supplier that isn't all the way up in Mississippi." Yeah, the Goddess knows alright.... I wonder if they knew who Cassy was yet. That she wasn't just my savior, but all of the werewolves as well?

she moaned, locking eyes with him. "Sin," he corrected in a hoarse voice, returning to devour her. "Sin," she gasped, her voice more a moan. Her legs quivered, craving more. It felt too good. Ask him what the sexiest sight he’d ever seen was, and Klaus wouldn’t hesitate: it was the sight of Bunnie, back arched, wet lips parted, chest rising with hardened n!pples while he buried his face between her legs. How could something be so beautiful, enough to drive him mad? No woman had ever made him feel this way. Was it because she was innocent?

Darius was already lifting debris, letting staff see his effort. Their thanks piled higher, but I kept watching the dust on his sleeve. I knew Richard saw it too. The entire scene was a performance, and Darius played his part flawlessly. The problem was, everyone wanted to believe it. Later, in the strategy room, Simon poured dried petals onto the table. “Black poppy. Same sedative linked to Theo. Supplier connects to Darius.” He touched the petals like they burned. The faint sour smell of them made me nauseous.

They sat at the table right next to ours, and like clockwork, she started in with the casual jabs and humblebrags. I ignored her and turned to my friends instead. "Hey, do you remember Sarah's old boyfriend? The one from the athletics department… What was his name?" My friend caught on immediately. "Oh, Leo Holden, right? Yeah, he was a good guy. He treated her well." "Right." I sighed just loud enough for the next table to hear. "I remember when Leo worked construction for a whole month just to buy her a birthday present. Could only afford a silver necklace in the end, but still… That kind of effort is priceless."