Boyf Novels & Stories

"I am working as an editor in a magazine. But my boyfriend asked me to stop working because he doesn't want me to get tired. Isn't he so sweet?" "What?!" They exclaimed." Who is your boyfriend? I mean, what is his work?" 'Work? What should I say? Prosecutor? Doctor? CEO? Lawyer? But I'll get caught if they started digging more information about my invisible boyfriend. I should say someone they didn't know. Yes. Someone... Someone like...' "My boyfriend? Huh. He is the heir of HongYoonChoi organisation." 'HongYoonChoi! Why did I suddenly think of using that?! I must

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

Why did it feel like I was the one who’d been caught? I hadn’t done anything wrong. If anyone was at fault, it was Nate. He’d ignored me—his girlfriend—and driven some other girl home. Shawn noticed Nate too. “That man looks like he might murder me… is he your boyfriend?” Before I could speak, Nate answered for me. “Yes, I’m her boyfriend, Nate Hart. And you are…?” He extended his hand politely toward Shawn—but his face said anything but polite. Shawn froze for a beat, then a mischievous grin spread across his face.

I did not plan to fall in love before I turned 18, I planned to survive senior year. Lincoln High measured people by two things, college acceptance letters and couple posts, and if you lacked one, you needed the other. The hallways filled with paired hoodies and prom proposals, while my whiteboard filled with one line that stared back at me every morning. BOYFRIEND BEFORE 18, written in thick black marker by my own hand. I told Liv it was a joke, but the marker still sat on my desk.

I yelled as I broke free from his grasp. But he could not accept this and tried to barge into my house. Just then, another familiar person showed up. It was River. He pulled me behind him and shielded me. “Who are you? What are you doing?” asked River in hostility as he glared at August. August was stunned. He was not expecting someone else to show up. “I’m Casey’s boyfriend. Who are you?” Refusing to back down, August retorted. “He’s not!” I shot back without hesitation. “Enough, August! We no longer have anything to do with each other!”

He yelled, trying to put his emotions in check. I was lost for words, I shouldn't get angry with him, but with the person who took the video of us fucking, I didn't know the kind of love triangle I got myself in, but I sure don't like it. “You have till tomorrow to tell your boyfriend and think about it” He said, and left just the way he came in. I have had a lot of sexual fantasies, but a threesome wasn't a part of it, and with boys… instead of getting angry at Ralph, I'm looking forward to it. Shit!

SKYLAR “Truth or dare, golden boy.” That voice. Ugh. It belongs to one of the worst people at Valor State University, and if you guessed “asshole linebacker,” or “walking STD,” you’d be correct. It belongs to Chris Jerkins. My boyfriend’s best friend. The certified menace of the century. And the golden boy he’s referring to? That’s Shawn Crawford–VSU’s star running back, my bestie and roommate’s brother, and my boyfriend.

His eyes were bright with pure happiness, and he flashed his lopsided smile at me. "That was a great last play, babe." I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Hi." "Hi." He chuckled, and pulled me in tighter. "I've been waiting to see you all day." "Would you two please get a room?" Rhys Tyler, Danny's best friend and senior co-captain, whined. "I mean, you're really killing my eligible bachelor status here, Schwinn." He chuckled. Rhys had just recently broken up with his boyfriend of a year, and was uncomfortably single.

I rolled my eyes. I don’t like him very much! “Don’t make fun of her, Shawn!” Hunter warned him. Aww! He’s taking my side! I think Hunter is like jelly beans… Amazing but can still be better… Like gummy bears… Gummy bears are the best! “You are acting like her boyfriend now, dude! Chill!” Shawn remarked. What?! “He’s my boyfriend! He’s supposed to act that way!” I stuck my tongue out at Shawn. “He’s your boy-friend. There’s a small space between boy and friend. And that space is called the friend-zone. He’s just your guy friend. Not your boyfriend.” Shawn told me in a matter-of-fact tone.

Oat: Did you get along with the boy? He looked angry, aren't you going to talk to him? Me: What do you want? you son of a bitch he left here angry because of you Oat: I don't understand, isn't he just your friend? Why is he jealous of you? Me: He's my friend Oat: but that sounds like boyfriend jealousy Me: No, he is just my friend Oat: Tell us soon, he's not just a friend, is he? is there something going on between you