Boyfriend To Death Novels & Stories

He’s purposely holding himself back for many reasons, a few of which disappear from his mind when Alex pulls him back, lips brushing over his forehead. Boyfriendbots are apparently really, really good at what they do, Shantal observes.

Jayce's gasp was like a punch to the gut, his eyes widening in shock as he searched mine for signs that might tell him I was joking. Only that I wasn't joking. But maybe referring to Aspen as my boyfriend was a stretch, maybe I should have chosen a different word to describe him. After all, we hadn't exactly broken up before he passed away. So, wasn't he still my boyfriend, technically? My dead boyfriend, a label that felt both accurate and awkward. "You have a boyfriend and you're still doing this with..." The words hung in the air, unfinished, but I knew what he was thinking. Cheating on Aspen with him? I knew that was what he wanted to say.

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.

"As young people in love, we argue all the time, but we would also make up with one another really quickly. "My boyfriend also feels like I'm the youngest, most zestful girlfriend he's had. He can't bear to break up with me. "It's such a pity that I had to deliver these sandwiches for Alpha Matthew that I couldn't make out with my boyfriend for longer even though we've just made up…"

He took me out for the first McDonald's of my life, then to a hospital to treat the burn, then dropped me off at a school. Then he took an envelope out of his coat pocket and tucked it under the bottom of the paper bag. “Don’t let anyone else write your story,” he said. I counted the money in that envelope later. Eighty thousand dollars. A stranger gave a girl crouched on a bridge railing eighty thousand dollars. Back then, in my eyes, he was a god. Four years later, the Holts told me the man I was being sent to was named Lucian von Karstein. The youngest vampire noble in the north, heir to House Karstein.

My guy best friend. My second disillusionment was with my second boyfriend, who I’d thought would be with me until we were grey and old, yes I was ready for the ‘till death do us part’ with him, ended up sleeping with one of the cheerleaders when his soccer team won the regional’s. That had been my final year of High school.

After I say that, he hugs me and thank me for my consideration. Later on, we stop mourning, and we talk about their peaceful burial. My brother also mentioned that he paid the media not to spread this news or else the company will experience downfall and competition. However, he notes that this news already spreads across the company, knowing what happened. Therefore, we decided to give them a peaceful burial tomorrow. We talked over for hours, and I forgot that I'm with Kofi. I told him that I have a boyfriend. He knew, and he would like to meet him. I told him that I would let them meet after the burial of our parents. I said goodbye to him and went outside. I bet Kofi's bored after hours

Immediately Kobie gets a phone call from Noemi, he wanted to ignore but Delilah picks it up putting it on loud speaker to piss off Kobie. "This better be important." Kobie yells waiting for Noemi to talk. "Kobie, please come pick me up." Noemi says in a shaky voice. "Noemi are you okay ?" Delilah questions. "No, I just watch my boyfriend die in front of me." Noemi replied. "What ??" Kobie muttered completely confused. "The roof party I went to, the building somehow collapsed and my boyfriend died. Come pick me up please." Noemi says.

“Look, Bianca, right? Does your friend have a boyfriend?” My heart sank to the pit of my belly. I looked over at Siobhan who was now practically rubbing herself all over the other guy. At that moment it seemed so unfair that she had it all and all I got were crumbs. “No,” I responded. Andre made a victory gesture. “Let’s make a deal. She doesn’t know about the bikini incident yeah? If you get her to date me I’ll keep shut about it.” I frowned. Okay, this guy has a lot of balls on him and it’s annoying.

I was about to lift the lid when I heard the commander-in-chief. "Your boyfriend is going to die, if you wish for him to continue living I would suggest you come back here, Emma." His words tore my soul in two. Jordan was my friend and I didn't want him to die but I also didn't want that fucker Brian to mate with me.