Novel & Cerita Books About Falling In Love With Best Friend

And Tristan realized Lena was following him. So, he followed her. He killed her on that cliff because she knew too much and was going to tell me the truth. So, she had to die. I sat in that small office, my whole body shaking. I felt a vast, consuming hatred boiling inside me. Tristan Shaw, you killed my best friend. You killed the person who cared for me more than anyone else in the world. And you still sat across from me every day, eating like nothing had happened, smiling as you told me good night.

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“Because their love was not built on perfection.” “It was built on years of friendship, comfort, and choosing each other even before romance entered the picture.” Serena glanced at Alice and Xavier again. This time, tears welled in her eyes. “I think there is something incredibly rare about finding love in your best friend.” “Because by the time you finally fall for each other, that person already knows every difficult version of you… and somehow still looks at you like you are the best thing that ever happened to them.” Xavier’s gaze instinctively shifted toward Alice. Serena ended up crying a little. She felt so proud to say, “So today is not just about two people getting married… It’s abo

She stiffened in his hold, wishing, just once, that someone would appear and pull her away. Why would someone like him want to be friends with an omega like her? “I… I have to get to class,” she muttered, hoping he would let go. “What’s the rush?” He teased, tightening his hold slightly. “I thought we were getting along.” Her heart pounded painfully in her chest. Then his fingers slid under her chin, lifting her face so their eyes locked. “So,” he asked softly, “will you be my friend?” She swallowed. His gaze was different. Heavy. Commanding. It wasn’t like Jake’s fiery intensity. This felt colder. Calculated. Intimidating.

He was fine with it as long as she was. The love never went off, it certainly was a weird way to find love, but in the end you meet your person regardless of the situation. The secret secretary romance became a relationship of public admiration, everyone wanted someone like Ella in their life or at least the ladies wanted to be like Ella. Tables certainly do turn as the ones sad and traumatized boss and his secretary became happy a happy couple that had learnt to leave with the trauma's

And I sure as hell never thought I'd be the type to keep going back to the same woman for a threesome—especially not my sister's childhood friend. We're not exclusive. Made that clear from the start. Just a no-strings hookup. Still, I figured it would blow up eventually. Ashley always struck me as the jealous type. The slap-the-shit-out-of-you-for-looking-at-another-woman type. Turns out, I was dead fuckin' wrong. Because right now she's sprawled out on this table, Diamond's head between her thighs, moaning like she was made for it—and loving every second as much as I am.

I asked, tracing her cheekbone with my finger. “Nothing,” she snickered nervously and hugged me, pecking my neck as she added, “My female hormones are acting up because you’re wonderful.” She pulled away and looked at me as I wiped those tears. “Don’t worry. It’s oxytocin,” she whispered as she pressed her lips against mine. You mean the hormone of love? I pushed down those feelings as I forced a smile on my face when she left the warmth of my body and awkwardly crawled to the front seat. Oh, Lord, help me make my confession all cliché and romantic for her. As if falling for my best friend isn’t cliché enough.

I tried to explain. And surprisingly he listened, "And what makes you think you would find that person and fall in love? How?" I bit my lips, "I think, If that man becomes my best friend, it would be easy for us to fall in love. It's like he understands my silence more than my words, and I understand his eyes more than anything." He was looking at me with wide-open eyes, "So you think the man should become your best friend first?" "Not like that, but you know there must be a good understanding,"

But as fast as it came, it turned into a frown, "No. Tell me your problem, I'm going to be your future brother -not by blood- soon, Vanchel." With eyes widened, I blinked a lot of times before clearing my throat. "Okay." "Thank you." He nodded, "Go on." "Let's just say that I read a book where the main character loves her best friend. But her best friend loves another girl and asked help from his best friend and his best friend helped him and they got together and his best friend got sad and yet every time the best friend got a rocky relationship with the person he loves, he seeks help to his best friend and his best friend is always there for him and it's unfair." I rambled, trying to keep

It was so sudden, and she caught me off guard. Call me stupid or insane, at that time I thought it was the right thing to choose friendship. I didn’t want to hurt Jay by letting him know that I was in love with Ava, and I didn’t want Ava to go through something like choosing between us. I knew it will hurt her more to hurt one of us than it would to one of us. So I couldn’t think of any other way than to take myself out of the equation. I decided to be just her best friend for the rest of our lives. At least in that way, I get to be with her.