Novel & Cerita Books About Falling In Love With Best Friend

"I cannot see you anymore. Not the way we have been doing it. Not the coffee, not the noodles, not any of it." "Did I do something?" he asked. His voice had gone careful. "No. You have done nothing wrong. You have been one of the best things about this entire semester and that is exactly the problem." "I do not understand," he said. I took a breath. "My best friend Jade. I think she has feelings for you. She told me this weekend." The silence on the other end lasted longer this time. "Jade," he said slowly. "From the water dispenser." "Yes. That Jade."

“Do you miss him?” I didn’t answer right away. I thought of the forest. The lake. The way my wolf felt calm near him, even when my mind wasn’t. “I miss who I am when I’m not fighting myself,” I said finally. Caroline smiled sadly. “That’s the worst part of falling in love.” “I’m not in love,” I insisted. She raised an eyebrow. “Then why are you shaking?” I looked down at my hands. They were trembling. Caroline reached over and squeezed them. “You don’t have to decide anything tonight. Or tomorrow. Or even next week.”

“Please. Just consider it. You will not regret it. I promise you.” My throat tightened. “I am scared,” I admitted. “I am scared of getting hurt again.” I licked my lips, my voice uneven. “And you are my best friend. That makes it… complicated.” He took my hands in his, "Don't be scared. You know I'd never hurt you. I'll love you with my entire existence, baby..." He whispered, and the sincerity in his eyes tore at my heart, “Who better to fall in love with than your best friend? I know you, Crystal. I know your fears, your scars, your strength. That is why I am your best bet right now. Because I am the one person who will never hurt you.”

“You’re twenty-five and unmarried. You’re a burden to your parents.” “I know you’re joking, but ouch.” Not that it was Sarrah’s fault my feelings were hurt. I’d spent most of my life feeling like I let everyone down. Especially my brother. Scott deserved a nice wedding. And why was I being so bitter about the fact that his best friend was rich? I had the best best friend. And she gave good advice. I wadded up the pink bikini and tossed it in my suitcase. “Fine. But I refuse to become a cliché. I’m not going to throw myself in front of the rich guy.”

“Because your mom is my best friend and I'm way older than you..." "I don't care" he bit out, shocking me even further. "I’ve wanted you since I was old enough to know what wanting meant. And don’t pretend like you don't feel something too." I closed my eyes as his words sent a wave of emotions slamming through me. I wished — God help me — I wished it had been different circumstances. I couldn't hurt my best friend like that. "I'm sorry, Antonio, but nothing can happen between us. That night stays buried." I said as I rushed out of his car and into my house.

She'd been talking about him nonstop for months now and I knew she was very much in love with him. God, I couldn't believe this. On one hand, I could tell her that her boyfriend was a douchebag and that we'd had sex but that would break her heart and it would be my fault on the the other hand it I decided not to say anything, I'd be letting a douchebag like Collen have his way with my best friend. I ran my hands through my wavy blonde hair and groaned in frustration as I stared at my reflection above the vanity. My eyes were puffy with all of the crying I did last night and my hair was a complete mess.

One second I was between his legs, the next I was hiding like a scared child. What is happening to me? I press my palms against my eyes, trying to slow my breathing. He wants more. That's what that was. He wants to be something real, something public, something that has a name and expectations and— 'No. No, no, no.' This is still Cade. Cade West. Beck's best friend. The guy I've hated for years. The guy who's dangerous and complicated and involved in God knows what. We're just... we're just fooling around. Having fun. Scratching an itch.

Some friendships bend until they almost break. The best ones learn how to grow stronger in the cracked places. The End

I really hated that I said yes to him, but after a few months of us hanging out, I kind of thought that maybe I could make things work between Kayden and I as just friends. But I was wrong. I tried hard to subdue my feelings, but I was falling harder. Day by day my feelings kept on growing, fighting to flap their wings into flight. I did everything I could to stop myself from falling harder for Kayden. I dated some really cool guys, had a variety of summer flings, but they were never enough. They were never Kayden Jacobs, and that painful truth always dragged me back to square one. And it didn't help that Kayden was a nice person. A very annoyingly nice person. He never forgot my birthdays.

"Why?" "Because I don't want foolish feelings to ruin our friendship. You and Lana are the only close friends I have. I can't afford to lose any of you. You've helped me through this whole divorce drama. I don't know what I would do without the two of you." "People can be friends and lovers at the same time, you know?" He smiles. "And I think it's the best type of love. In books they call it, the friends-to-lovers trope. It's actually my favourite trope."