Boyfriend Material Novels & Stories

I'd just pulled away in the middle of making out with him. It wasn't that I didn't want to keep kissing him. God knew I loved kissing Nate and those soft lips of his. But right in the middle of it, strange words had suddenly appeared before my eyes, drifting through the air like comments scrolling across a screen. Every single comment said the same thing—that Nate, my boyfriend of three years and family friend of more than twenty, had never really wanted me. Soon, he'd meet the woman he was truly meant to be with and dump me without a second glance.

"What?" "What was what you didn't understand?" "You... He... You two-," Julian can barely articulate his own sentence. "We're boyfriend and girlfriend. He asked me yesterday, and I accepted." The demon's citrine-colored eyes are glassy: "Please tell me this is a joke." "I am terribly serious. And by the way, why all the shock? You know that you and I are becoming romantically involved." "Yes, but... But not like this." "In what way, then?"

"My dad wants me to go with him. Networking, meetings, all that corporate stuff." "How long?" "Three days. We leave tomorrow morning." He paused. "I'm sorry, babe. I know we had plans this weekend." "It's fine," I lied. "Work comes first." "I'll make it up to you. I promise." We said goodbye, and I tried to feel disappointed. Tried to feel like a good girlfriend whose boyfriend was leaving town. Instead, I felt relieved. Three days without Aiden meant three days without pretending. Three days without guilt. Three days without having to see Jamie.

He shrugged and replied, "Women are like that. They'll throw a tantrum, then get over it. I'll buy her a gift in a few days, and she'll forget all about it." I closed the video and suddenly remembered a rainy night seven years ago. Back when we were still in school. Liam had stood outside my dorm completely drenched. He swore eternal love, he said he loved my devotion, my loyalty, and that he wanted to build a family with me. I suppressed my Alpha bloodline for those promises. I took medicine for years to mask it, pretending to be a quiet and obedient Omega of the pack. I figured that way, I could stand on equal grounds with him, a Beta, so he would not feel inferior.

"Mr. Woodseaves, I beg you! We only have one son! If he goes to jail, how will we live out our days? He's a graduate of a top university… a company executive! Don't let his future be ruined!" She turned her pleading toward me as I lay on the stretcher. "Katie, do your years of love together mean nothing to you? Can't you find it in your heart and ask your brother for mercy? I'm begging you!" Lying there, I watched their ugly show with cold clarity. Years of "love"? Yes, I had once believed our bond unbreakable. I had given myself to him through late-night study meals, shared ambitions, and startup struggles. He repaid me… by colluding with his childhood sweetheart to trap me in a burning car

Now, that very coat had been torn to shreds by his own hands and thrown onto the floor. He looked at my body, bound tightly by the rough rope, and nodded with satisfaction. As if it wasn't enough, his father, Victor Chapman, pulled out a sexy leather bodycon dress from his bag. "That's not enough. She should wear this," he suggested. "Trust me. Men love a good leather dress." To my surprise, Norris readily agreed to his proposal. I gritted my teeth and endured the humiliation. They had to loosen the ropes around me if they wanted to change me into that dress. I thought that would be a good, if not the best, time to escape.