Boyfriend For Christmas Novels & Stories

The pain of feeling guilty even when you aren’t, is a different kind of pain that no one could ever understand except you yourself and I was going through the same pain which was almost invisible but hurting me deep inside. “I need some champagne to celebrate this,” she demanded to me. I nodded my head as this was so much of happy moment for me and I was going to agree for whatever she would ask me today. And then, my phone beeped. It was him. ‘SO HOW DO YOU LIKE THE SURPRISE? DO YOU LOVE IT?’ So, it was him. It was all him. It was my boyfriend who did all of this. I couldn’t help but the long series of tears rolled down my eyes and I started to cry out as loudly as I can.

Scarlett stared at her. "I actually have a tip," Christy continued, returning to her keyboard with the air of someone who was going to be helpful whether asked or not, "when it comes to the first time you—" "No," Scarlett said. Both hands came up, palms out, the universal stop gesture. "No. He's not my boyfriend." She glanced over her shoulder. Xavier was still on the phone, back to her, head slightly bowed . "He's — he's my brother." Christy stopped typing. She looked at Scarlett. Then at Xavier.

"When are you going to decorate your tree? She asked, as he poured them each a full glass. "I don't think I will." "Why not? Got decorations?" They both walked into the front room. Chris pointed to the boxes labeled 'XMAS STUFF' beside his CD player. "Yeah I got lots of stuff. But I just can't get that holiday spirit going." "Aw come on. You should decorate the tree. I can help." "What about Jacob, your boyfriend?" "He's gone. He left last week to go home to Florida and stay with his parents." Chris perked up higher than a playground slide knowing Beth's boyfriend was far away.

“We’re just getting to know each other. It’d be too weird and… ugh, I don’t even know the word for it.” I stared at the ceiling, letting my thoughts swirl aimlessly until my phone vibrating snapped me back to reality. Rosy was calling. I answered immediately, barely giving her a chance to speak. “What should I do, Rosy?” I asked, panic lacing my voice. There was a pause before her calm but slightly mischievous voice came through. “Uh, I think you should ask Julian to be your boyfriend for Christmas.” I groaned, running a hand through my hair. “No! Are you crazy? Hell no!”

But still… "You want me to believe that!?" I retorted back, I'm in no mood for playful bickerings. He sighed narrowing his eyes infinitesimally. He looked as if he is offended by my question and let out a heavy sigh. "He has brought his special alien girlfriend, dint he?” He questioned. My fingers where clenched to fists. His words cut right through me tearing my flesh up. I quickly averted my head away, so that he couldn’t see how much those words hurt me. How did he know this…

When everyone's gone, the three couples stay in the living room teasing, kissing and cuddling to their partner, ignoring everyone. Jace grab her hand and lead her to his room before telling his friends that their rooms are all ready and waiting for them. Yes the other two friends of Jace have a room in his mansion same as him in theirs. When inside his room, Jace smiled and gave her a peck. "you don't know how proud I am of you today! The girl from Silverwood who has 3 b's is my girlfriend! And to top it all, she's their valedictorian!" he said then he shower her with small kisses. "Guess what? I have two more surprises for you!" he said while carressing her cheeks.¾

Loving my boyfriend's best friend was one of the greatest feelings I had always wanted to get rid of. Harry never looked at me the way Shawn did but as a sister and a friend. So I decided to stick to that but every time I look at him, I'm unable to control these strange feelings I have for him. I know it's wrong to have these feelings for him but honestly, he was the first boy I would ever love. Shawn was second. I thought Harry leaving for England will help matters but now he's back and I know the worst is bound to happen.

I whispered, stumbling a step back. This was Sebastian, my boyfriend. The man in the wheelchair across the room, with his leg strapped in a cast. Just two weeks ago, in some twisted effort to impress his visiting twin brother, he’d pushed himself too hard at the gym and ended up breaking his leg. “You’re always waiting for the right moment to reveal who you really are,” he added sharply, each word a blade.

When it was my turn to place the insignia on Adrian, he leaned close to my ear and whispered, "I want to tell you a secret at this sacred moment. It's a secret I've kept for twenty years." "What secret?" I asked, my heart racing. "Twenty years ago, when I was five years old, I was in a terrible car crash. A little girl with the power of pure moonlight saved me. That little girl saved my life," he said and looked at me with tenderness and love. I looked at him in surprise as a faint childhood memory surfaced in my mind. "From that day on, I knew who my destined partner would be. I didn't realize it would take so many years to find you again," he said, gazing at me with deep affection and grat

“I have my best friend’s 18th birthday party on New Year's Eve and it’s double lucky for me too.” “How’s that sweetheart?” “It’s also her twin brother’s party too, and I am the lucky one who gets to call him my boyfriend.” “True fucking right I am baby. I am so happy you love them, and I cannot wait to see you wearing them at mine and Jen’s party.” Chase smiles at me and holds up his box. “Do you want me to open this up now?”