Boyfriend Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He kept yapping and I was getting so annoyed. He leaned closer. “Maybe he can hang out with me while you're doing boring mafia meetings. I'm just giving you a heads-up now, Dante, so you don't get all crazy and jealous when your boyfriend decides he likes me better!" He winked as he let out a bright, cheerful giggle, completely oblivious to the roaring fire consuming my chest. Every word out of his mouth felt like a dull blade scraping against my open wound. Boyfriend. Hang out. Little pet.

Because if he got too close he would want more — more proximity, more openness, more of me — and every lie I had told was becoming heavier by the day. “No,” I said. “Come on, Noah. Please.” He shifted toward me slightly. “I won’t touch you. I just want to be close to you.” He paused. “Why are you always pushing your boyfriend away?” The word landed somewhere in my chest and just sat there. Boyfriend. “I’m your boyfriend,” he said again, softer this time, like he was trying the word on and finding he liked the fit of it.

For seven years, I thought Declan was just an ordinary Beta. That was until I secretly traveled a thousand miles to his pack, wanting to surprise him. Only to find other werewolves calling him Alpha. And more importantly, he already had a Luna. The wolves around me started whispering. “Is that the Alpha’s secret lover?” “The nerve of her, showing up here… so shameless.” I wanted to argue, to tell them they had it all wrong. I was his real girlfriend. His Fated Mate.

Frederick reincorporated immediately and lunged over him again, taking him by the lapels of his shirt, and screamed at him with an animal potency that silenced the engines of the plane completely: "HE IS NOT MY GODDAMN STEPBROTHER, YOU GODDAMN PIECE-OF-SHIT MORON!! HE IS MY GODDAMN BOYFRIEND! HE BELONGS TO ME AND ONLY TO ME...!!". Before that atrocious shout, I was left completely stunned in the middle of the aisle, with my hands frozen in the air and my breathing stopping completely in my chest. Boyfriend? Since when the fuck were we boyfriends?!

I did what any normal, sleep-deprived teenager would do. I pulled out my phone and started recording. “Jason Cole?” I said, smirking at the camera. “Yeah, sure. He’s basically my boyfriend. He steals my pens, cheats off my history homework, and drives me insane. Honestly, the full boyfriend experience.” I snorted at my own sarcasm, tossed my pen dramatically over my shoulder, and hit post. Only my close friends were supposed to see it. A harmless inside joke. A tiny vent into the void.

Which, given everything, is the point, I suppose. My boyfriend’s name is Damien. He is, well, to be honest, he’s not a great boyfriend, but I love him. I just know that he’s going to be my mate. He’ll officially take over as the Alpha on his 18th birthday, but he’s been training with his dad, our current Alpha since he was sixteen. We have been dating since I was sixteen. I spent the entirety of the last two years of time constantly by his side. I’m sure there are friends of mine that I forgot existed almost the second we started dating. I was just so excited that he chose me to be his girlfriend. I truly believed that we were destined to be together, to be mates. I had asked the Moon Goddes

I haven't finish my greetings when she suddenlt yelled like she saw a flging cockroach. "Why didn't you tell me that you already have a boyfriend. A hot boyfriend! You're so unfair!" "Boyfriend? What are you talking about?I dont have a boyfriend. My only boyfriend is the fictional character Zeke Alejandro." "That's the thing, his name is Zeke Alejandro and he's looking for you here at the sea shore." I almost dropped myself onto my seat upon hearing my crazy besrfriend. Zeke is here. "What?...okay... Amira, he said he missed you and you owe him an explanation." I quickly run towards the seashore, nonstop.

"And one more thing in case you're still alive tomorrow. I know you can't get enough of me, but stop sending your fucking minion following me around. Next time try sending a monkey. I'm sure a monkey will do a better job than your fucking gay friend." I slapped gently on my brother's face and smirked, "First of all, I don't know that he's gay. Did he come out of the closet after he sees your pretty face? I don't blame him, brother. If you weren't my brother, I would have fucked a pretty boy like you long ago. Second, I'll need Damian back in one piece." Lycidas stepped back and slapped my hand. He looked like a pretty girl when he was pissed, with his rose-pink cheeks and tears in his eyes.

He’s purposely holding himself back for many reasons, a few of which disappear from his mind when Alex pulls him back, lips brushing over his forehead. Boyfriendbots are apparently really, really good at what they do, Shantal observes.

" hang .....ah..ha..ah.Will..d-don't tease .." Cassie mewled and moaned, her knuckles white from gripping the headboard. The things Will could do with his tongue, criminal. "Oh, but honey, you're so cute when you beg." William popped his head out from under the sheet, grinning. " I love those noises you make." He was far too impressed with himself as he hurried up into the bed beside his girlfriend. As if his ego needed further boosting, turning his lover into a begging mess certainly did the job.