Boyfriend For Christmas Novels & Stories

To end two years of long distance, I quit my job behind my boyfriend's back on Valentine's Day and moved to his city. The candlelit dinner he'd promised to welcome me turned into him leaving halfway through when his boss Diana called, asking him to entertain a client over drinks. I told myself it was just the way corporate life worked. We made plans to see an exhibition that weekend. We'd barely reached the entrance when another call pulled him away to fix an urgent proposal for Diana. I told myself he was just ambitious. We'd planned an island getaway to celebrate my birthday. The night before we were supposed to leave, he called. His voice was tinged with guilt. "Diana says this business t

" I will pluck out of those teeth!" " Hehe! Sis! I will marry my boyfriend tomorrow!" She grins. " Do you ever know what a boyfriend is?" " Yes." " Tell me the definition of boyfriend!" I scoff. " The boy who gives you candy. He gave me a chocolate." " No. They are friends." " No! Boyfriend!" she insists. This girl is getting spoilt. " I am older than you. So I know!" I smirk. " Then why don't you have a boyfriend? You suck!" She rolls her eyes. How dare she!!!

i said . "But .." "I wanna go and i will go " i said sternly . He sighed "Then i am coming too " Why !!??? No way in hell he is coming between me and my girlfriend! ! I won't mind ... But Peach will definitely kill him .. I don't want her to be hand cuffed . "What !!?? , Noooo ...its a girls thing ..." i wined . "I am coming , that's final " he said . I pout . "But we do it every year ...we both go shopping for Christmas. ....alone ...its a girl thing you will never understand, please let me go with her ....without you coming " I said .

I said. "What do you mean? Am I gonna be your next boyfriend?" he said jokingly. "What? No," I laughed at what he had said. "I was just joking," he said smiling. "Do you know anyone named Felix?" I ask him. "I have a brother named Felix. He was actually studying medicine too," he said, proudly. and I smirked at what he had said. " He's my boyfriend," I said, boldly. "Your boyfriend?" He asks once again, looking so shocked by my revelation.

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His presence so close to me like this made me unable to control myself from a strange feeling that felt thrilling, but pleasant and calming. Who's he? We even only spent one night two years ago. We were both strangers, but one meeting and the next two times he had mastered all my thoughts and feelings. Messed up everything with his crazy twist. Almost broke me because of my longing for him. I know I shouldn't feel this. I should have blocked everything, including that thing. He's the one that's forbidden to me. He is Jordan's cousin, my boyfriend. He's a man who scares me so much that I can't have fun.

Aurora December 24, 2024 Sometimes, Christmas doesn’t seem as magical as everyone claims it is, and sometimes it isn’t about twinkling lights. Sometimes… Christmas is the night when your entire world seems to collapse. Tonight, I was supposed to surprise my boyfriend. A stupid little red gift bag dangled from my fingers as I climbed the final step to my best friend Clara’s apartment. Inside were the snowflake couple bracelets I had saved up for as a Christmas present. I had planned to show them to Clara first, to scream and laugh about how Sawyer would definitely cry when he saw his.

“My parents always do this big, chaotic thing. Food everywhere, Christmas movies on repeat, cousins running around like feral animals, aunts arguing over board games. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s… nice. You’d fit right in.” I stared at him. He hurried on, words tumbling faster. “I mean—not as, like—not as my boyfriend or anything. Just… as a friend. Roommate. Someone who doesn’t want to spend the holidays eating takeout alone in an empty off-campus apartment while the heat’s set to sixty to save money.” The word *boyfriend* hung between us anyway, bright and unignorable, even though we’d both been careful not to say it out loud yet. My throat tightened.

“You never fail to amaze me with your strength to face such a sort of life, baby.” “I have no choice but to be strong until I lose everything, Marcov. Yet you came to rescue me.” “Merry Christmas, baby,” he said, trying to bring me back to the ground of bliss. “Merry Christmas, Marcov.” After I confessed to him about my past story regarding this season, we both decided to go downstairs. I feel good to have him as my boyfriend. He's not just a savior that helped me out of the trash life that I have, but a wonderful man that listens to my same old stories. He never gets tired of giving me an ear and a shoulder to cry on.

Christen was a pretty cool guy. “Oh, can I show you something, and you tell me what you think?” I asked after we’d finished our food. “Sure.” I took a box from my purse. “It’s my anniversary gift to my boyfriend, Jarren.” Christen took the box and opened it, letting out a whistle. “This must have cost you a pretty penny.” I just shrugged. “Well, he’s one lucky guy. I’d kill to have this watch.” I laughed. “You really think he’ll like it?”