Books For Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Six years apart and now we're neighbors. He pulls up to my building. The engine idles. Silence fills the car. I should get out. My hand is on the door handle. But I can't move. He's still my boyfriend. Technically. We never broke up. He just left and I just waited and now— "Paige." His voice is soft. I turn. He's closer than I expected. This is the moment. The one where I decide. Kiss him? Hug him? Wave like an idiot and run?

I told her. "What do you mean?"she asked me. "Anastasia, I'm your boyfriend now right?" I asked. "Yes you are but I'm just thinking about you. Maybe you're ashamed to be with me"she replied. "Are your exes like that with you? Well, I'm not like that" I answered seriously and held her hand. I saw her smile at what I did and I was comfortable at those times even though other people were looking at us. I don't care anymore.

He hadn't really been into her, but he thought he should give the whole boyfriend thing a try. Now that Amy was in his life, he was realizing why the girlfriend/boyfriend thing hadn't worked for him in the past. He'd been waiting for her and no one else would do. Somehow, subconsciously, he'd known. He'd been waiting for the girl next door to grow up.

“Remember I’m meeting Amira today for the first time as her boyfriend.” “Ohhh, that’s true,” I exclaimed. “Now I understand why you’re up early.” “Anyway, I decided to read some books on being a gentleman and a good boyfriend,” he said. “What?” I laughed. “You’ve got to be kidding.” “No, I’m serious,” he replied. “I’ve finished two already. I’ll continue later, but first I need to get ready and come with you to school so I can see my Amira.” “If I’m being honest, this is good news,” I said.

“It didn’t start the way you think. It wasn’t planned. It was… gravity. Dangerous. Yes. But controlled.” “Controlled?” Lily laughed, sharp and humorless. “You seduced my boyfriend and you’re calling it controlled?” “I didn’t seduce him.” “Then what, he just tripped and fell into your bed?” Damian’s jaw tightened. “I gave him a choice. More than once. He came to me. He wanted—” “I don’t want to hear what he wanted,” she snapped, then lowered her voice, aware of how loud it had gotten, aware of the neighbors, the thin walls. “I don’t want to picture it.”

"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.

She sighed and I rolled my eyes. “Anyways, what about you, how’s that boyfriend of yours?” “What boyfriend?” she asked and I glared at her. “Mason, you know, the one you’re head over heels in love with?” “Oh, him. I don’t know.” She shrugged. I chuckled as I tried to process what was happening and why she would make such a comment. Valerie and Mason were like two peas in a pod. They were so inseparable and have been together for longer than I can remember. It was the first time she would have no idea about anything concerning him which I sensed was a red flag that something was wrong.

Why not for his boss? The next day, he walked into Jacob’s office with a stack of books under his arm. He had even asked his girlfriend which ones had the best male lead, so he was confident he was giving his boss the best cheat sheets possible. One was titled Marry the Devil; He’s Too Hot. From the title alone, he could tell it was suitable for Jacob’s situation. If the so-called devil was able to charm the heroine, his methods must be quite impressive. Another was called Fake Bride, True Love. That too was promising. If the male lead could find love with a fake bride, Jacob could definitely learn a thing or two about pleasing his wife from him.

he said, forcing a smile. “I think I have some Pepto in my bag.” Before he could respond, I was digging around in it and pulled out a few of the chewable tablets. “Whatcha reading?” he asked, spying my book. “Oh, just some silly… it’s nothing.” I didn’t feel like explaining to him I was reading a vampire romance novel. It seemed kinda dumb when I said it out loud. In my mind, it was for research, or at least, that’s what I told myself, but I actually secretly thought I was slightly jealous that my sister had such a hot boyfriend. Of course, there weren’t a lot of books about the girl falling in love with something other than a vampire, so that had to do.

Though he lowered his voice, the syrupy endearments to another woman rang loud and clear in the hospital room. My boyfriend was calling someone else "baby". He was whispering promises to another woman right in front of me. Tears blurred my vision, spilling over before I could stop them. When he hung up, he immediately reached to wipe them away. "Get out! You disgust me!" I slapped his hand aside with all the strength I had. For a few seconds, he just stared, frowning, as though unable to comprehend my fury. "Have you really only ever loved one person in your whole life? Feelings change. Why can't you put yourself in my shoes? I promise you, once she's better, I'll marry you. It's just a year