Boyfriend Romance Novels & Stories

Kate scrolled down to the screenshots below the app description and swiped her thumb to the left. The screenshots featured the same soft artwork and oil pastel colors: a park, a beach, sample chat exchanges, the guy’s bedroom, his wardrobe and a chart of various emoticons. The screenshots announced: | Create your very own customizable boyfriend! Enabled with empathic AI, Your Dream Boyfriend will listen intuitively to you! Travel around the world with him! Purchase upgrades for your stylish boyfriend makeover!

— My Teacher Is My Boyfriend: *Forbidden Romance* It's about a High School teenager, Tris Killian, whose New Teacher, Denver Crosby, turns out to be her boyfriend. Not only is he her boyfriend but is also the father of her accidental young child. They have to keep their relationship a secret from the school and the world as it's strictly forbidden. — The Bad Boy's Crazy Crush: It's about a High School teenager, Bella Thompson, who has a deep crush on the School's badboy, Brad Grego, who wants nothing but attention to himself, yet she keeps meddling in his business and breaking his rules.

"I'm not sweet, I just do what a boyfriend should do." The word 'boyfriend' does something to my heart, and my pulse flutters. "Are we like that?" I asked heavily, averting my eyes from his handsome face. "After everything I did and what I said.. you still reject me?" he asked in a tone that I knew was feigned annoyance. I snorted in annoyance. "I don't know. All you do is force me to be your girl, to be yours. You never asked about that." "I don't need to ask it from you, you are already mine when I claim you the first time."

“But this time, maybe we both swap numbers? That way, we both can’t lose each other’s numbers.” “I guess we can’t.” She exchanged phones with him and typed in her number on his phone, leaving the space for contact blank so he could choose how he saved her name. “So is Asteria okay, or could I just save your number under ‘most gorgeous girl in New York’?” He asked as they swapped phones again. Before she could stop blushing enough to compose herself to answer, an arm slung itself around her shoulders. It was warm, heavy, and unmistakably Damian, smelling faintly of his cologne.

She just couldn’t believe she was allowed to say it. “M-My... B-Boy-friend...” Her body was shaking as if the words were too big for her mouth. Then as if some fragile flame sparked within her, She hugged him tighter and said a little louder, “You’re my boyfriend!” Rosa heard him chuckle and It was deep and sinful. Her world blurred. Everything felt unfamiliar and too strange to be real. She pulled back from the hug. Her eyes searched his face with desperation just in time for his lips to crash against hers again.

Roxanne called happily as she drew closer to me. I didn’t say a word but continued staring at my mate, who had just rejected me. “Whitney, meet my boyfriend, Kylian, the one I told you I'd be getting married to too soon," Roxanne announced proudly with a smile on her face, and I felt a loud bang on my head. What did she mean by her boyfriend? I thought she said her boyfriend was human and he was in LA, so how come my mate is her boyfriend? I had jokingly told her I hoped she wouldn’t steal my mate today if I found him, and she had done just that!!!

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.

I rolled my eyes. I don’t like him very much! “Don’t make fun of her, Shawn!” Hunter warned him. Aww! He’s taking my side! I think Hunter is like jelly beans… Amazing but can still be better… Like gummy bears… Gummy bears are the best! “You are acting like her boyfriend now, dude! Chill!” Shawn remarked. What?! “He’s my boyfriend! He’s supposed to act that way!” I stuck my tongue out at Shawn. “He’s your boy-friend. There’s a small space between boy and friend. And that space is called the friend-zone. He’s just your guy friend. Not your boyfriend.” Shawn told me in a matter-of-fact tone.

My steps quickened as I tried my best to reach my office before breaking down. I paused when I found the door slightly ajar. I pushed it open and stepped in. He was seated in my chair, a smile plastered across his face. His short, curly hair fell onto his forehead, giving him a slightly boyish charm. He was dressed in a pristine white shirt tucked into black slacks. “I thought I’d take you home,” he said. Despite the turmoil inside me, I felt my lips curve upwards. Nathiel Brooks. My first boyfriend. My first love. My first kiss.

"Probably a good idea. Otherwise it might get weird." "Weird how?" "Olly, I'm pretty wound up after this chat. Really, really, wound up. I think you can imagine the rest." "Aching?" "You simply cannot imagine," I moaned. "Yep. You need a boyfriend." "I don't need a fucking boyfriend," I retorted. "Boyfriends come with drama." "A girlfriend then?" "Same same but different." "Robo-lover 9001 Sport Edition?" "Does it come with a vibrating dick? Because otherwise I'm sure it will be a great door-stop."