Bl Boyfriend Novels & Stories

"But in eight years—" "Don't. Don't even think that way." "Why not? You married Jamie eventually. Your boyfriend's father. If forbidden relationships can work out—" "They don't work out. They explode. And everyone gets hurt." I stood. "Promise me you'll stay away from Adrian." "I can't promise that. He'll find me. We both know it." "Then promise me you'll be careful. Smart. That you won't let him manipulate you." "I'll try." It wasn't enough. But it was all I was going to get.

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.

Chapter Nineteen: Getting Along! Lenna's POV "You still looking handsome, Rhon... We miss you so much," Mom said as she kissed my boyfriend's hand, while here I was, I couldn't look at my boyfriend cause I has no face to look at him after I slept with his brother, I cheated.

He rushed back in and couldn’t wait to showcase his trophy to us. “What the hell am I looking at Ray?” I hissed “Its her number Playboy, she wants to meet up for lunch tomorrow! I’ll make her my girlfriend and then, when we get serious, I can finally win this damn bet! In your face Theo, there is nothing you can do to make that girl fall for you ever again!” He said as he laughed sarcastically Oh really?

I snort, mom made us all get on the shot the moment she found out Layla was pregnant and we get it every month because she doesn't want any surprises. “Wait, so you're really into fucking him?” “Fucking who?” I play dumb. “I don't have a boyfriend. “So you're just fooling around with that guy? Let me tell you something Aurie, men don't want to be just friends with a girl like you. You're as beautiful as you are annoying.” “Is that a compliment Laylay? Cause I'm pretty annoying.” I grin. “But don't worry about it, he's my boyfriend but you can't tell anyone. He actually asks me to be his girlfriend nearly every time we meet just so he's sure we're good.”

So I tune him out and carefully watch the line of men looking down at me. “So,” I say, my voice steadier than I feel, “what happens now?” Ilkay shifts his weight, cracking his knuckles. “We know you won’t stay away from our sister,” he says. “And apparently the little shit won’t stay away from you.” He pauses, glances sideways at the others — silent consultation — then continues. “But we feel you need to earn the right to call yourself her boyfriend.” That word hits like a spark. Boyfriend. They scowl in perfect synchronization. I, on the other hand, can’t stop the satisfied grin that tugs at my mouth.

Giselle shook her head amusingly. "Yes, he is Ayla’s boyfriend," Archie insisted. "He is not!" Ayla yelled. "He is!" "He is not!" "Hey, it's okay," Giselle interjected. "Well, Giselle, even your daughter knows how important a boyfriend is," Blaire teased, winking at her. "Blaire, please," Giselle whispered, motioning for her to stop. Blaire paused, pressing her lips together. Giselle sighed. "But seriously though, you should get yourself a boyfriend as well," Blaire said.

“Who is that?” I choked on a laugh. “Ava—” “Isla,” she whispered loudly, still staring. “Why is there a tall, tattooed, intimidating, ridiculously fine man standing next to you like he just walked out of a crime documentary but also a Calvin Klein ad?” I covered my mouth, trying not to laugh. Ben snorted behind her. I leaned closer, whispering back, “He’s my boyfriend.” Ava’s jaw dropped. “YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?!”

I choked up. Don’t they have no shame? Murmurs filled the whole chapel, but no one seemed bothered. “May I know who you are?” The priest asked. “Don’t mind her father,” my boyfriend said shaking his head, “She’s just someone who’s obsessed with me.” My mouth dropped open as I heard what my boyfriend, no, my ex-boyfriend just said. “Let’s continue Father,” my bestfriend urges, “Let’s not waste time listening to this nonsense.”

Stacy sounded worried, Blaze looked at her and replied. "Your boyfriend is fine, stop panicking. He's one of the strongest men, I have seen lately." She intentionally coughed to see Stacy's reaction. "He's not my boyfriend." Stacy blurted, shocked to hear what Blaze said. Blaze started laughing, it was obvious she was way nervous. "I can see the nervousness all around you. Are you sure about that answer? What's there? Don't you like him?" Stacy turned and began biting on her fingers.