Boyfriend Game Peter Novels & Stories

Frank said. That was when Peter suddenly leapt up, flashing a smile at Frank. "Hey, brother. I recently got myself a girlfriend. Could you help be my wingman?" Brother? Girlfriend? Frank narrowed his eyes—Peter was behaving weirdly, and there was something fishy about the whole thing. "I'll pass—I need to talk to your sister about work. Which hospital did she go to?" "She's, uh…" Peter blinked but soon smacked his head and chuckled. "It's on the southern side. Come on, I'll drive."

Theo explained. "Theo, I didn't do it for any reward or gift. I really care for Caius. He is my boyfriend. It's nothing unusual." I said my point. "I know Sophia. Please don't misunderstand us. It's just that you are the first girlfriend of his who makes him so happy, calm and you matter to him so much and of course us too. It's just a token of friendship from all of us." Peter said. I looked at the three of them making puppy faces which didn't suit them clearly as they were wearing such nice coat and shirt.

Mates who were together for years would exchange insignias as a symbol of belonging, and a vow of eternal love. I had prepared everything, including the anniversary ceremony and the candlelit dinner. There was only loud music coming from the phone. "Lyrik? Sorry, it's too noisy here. I might run a little late," said Liam, sounding distant. "A little late? Liam, we agreed on seven o'clock. It's now eight-thirty," I said while gripping my phone. "I know, but Seraphina needed my help," he said. I hung up. Seraphina was a Highborn she-wolf he had only met a month ago.

Patrilia told him when Harriet excused herself to go and attend to her boyfriend. "I wanted you to come and realize it by yourself," Peter told him, rubbing his palms. "So what do you say, bed buddy?" "Should we go back inside and finish what we are yet to finish?" He teased, kissing his cheeks. Patrilia just pushed him away and walked away. He was sure that Peter would follow him; after all, he liked being his puppy.

I nodded my head, “That’s why there’s always been this weird tension between the two of them. And that’s where all his money comes from, apparently.” “It totally makes sense now,” Monica said, nodding her head. “That’s why stupid Noah has been so jealous. Liam comes from a rich family, is better looking and is way out of his league when it comes to playing hockey.” “Apparently they’ve got a hockey game coming up soon,” I said. “Yes! Peter told me that too,” Monica said. Peter was Monica’s boyfriend. He was a beta wolf who also played on the hockey team. But unlike the majority of the guys on the team who were total assholes, Peter was actually pretty nice.

You seem concerned about something. I just finished talking to Peter and he told me he was in the studio but not alone. Who was he with? None other than James Powell, Sarah Johnson's first boyfriend, who seems to have found him before us and now uses him as she knows best. Just like she used her father. That's not good at all. Do you think your friend is going to do well? It would be better not to tell him where you are. Peter will be fine, I'm sure. I told him to tell James I was away with my concerts, and when it came to that, Peter was the best at talking. So it will be fine, I'm not worried. It will be fine by tomorrow.

This is not me! He smirks and puts his guitar on his side. “Boyfriend? I thought he is your fiancé already? Why do you have a different introduction to your special someone when you are with me? As far as I have remembered you introduced him as your fiancé in Lester.” “Stop right there, Peter.”

After all, he was still Tiffany’s boyfriend, and the last thing I wanted was to reignite our long-standing feud. “Hey, how’s it going? How was your summer break?” Peter asked, flashing a charming smile that could make anyone weak in the knees. “Um, it was good. Just me and my art,” I replied, trying to keep my cool, even though my heart was racing. “Uh… would you like to be my date for the Festival tonight?” Peter asked, his voice low and full of intent. “What about Tiffany?” I asked, suspicion bubbling up. “Isn’t she your girlfriend? Wouldn’t it make more sense to go with her?”

"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.

"Thanks, Peter, but Susan already made dinner, and I have a lot to do." "You've rejected me several times, Manuela, but I told you I wouldn't give up unless you introduce me to a boyfriend. It's my birthday next week; I hope you'll accept my invitation. Say hi to Lucas for me," Peter said before leaving, his persistence unwavering. Manuela couldn't deny Peter's kindness; he might be boyfriend material for others, but she could only offer friendship. Besides, she had bigger things to worry about. Closing the door, she returned to Lucas.