Boyfriends Christmas Novels & Stories

My fingers played with the hair on his head, "Probably just gonna spend Christmas with my family like I always do." "How would you like to spend it with your boyfriend's family instead?" He asked softly as his eyes searched mine. "Chip, would you go home for Christmas with me and meet my family?" I felt elated with joy that he asked that of me. "I'd love to." I whispered, a smile on my face. "Of course you would." He whispered, his lips hovering over mine teasingly. "Shut up and kiss me, Dean Ryan." "My pleasure." He said quietly, locking our lips together. _______

“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!”

Aurora December 24, 2024 Sometimes, Christmas doesn’t seem as magical as everyone claims it is, and sometimes it isn’t about twinkling lights. Sometimes… Christmas is the night when your entire world seems to collapse. Tonight, I was supposed to surprise my boyfriend. A stupid little red gift bag dangled from my fingers as I climbed the final step to my best friend Clara’s apartment. Inside were the snowflake couple bracelets I had saved up for as a Christmas present. I had planned to show them to Clara first, to scream and laugh about how Sawyer would definitely cry when he saw his.

In fact, it was probably beyond his wildest dreams. I confronted him right away. "Julian, what the hell is this? Who's that girl? Explain yourself!" Julian hastily took my phone, and his expression faltered for a split second before he regained his composure. He smiled and pulled me into a hug. "Why? Are you jealous?" "I said, explain yourself." I pushed him away, unamused. "Her name's Winter York. She just broke up with her boyfriend and asked me to help her make him jealous. There's nothing between us. I swear. You know I wouldn't do that to you, Vicky."

Before I could figure out what was going on, a tall and slender woman approached Dylan and me. She locked arms with Dylan and shot me an irritated look, asking, "Who's this?" Dylan answered before I could even say a word, speaking in a tone that made it seem like we had coincidentally run into each other. "She's Blake's girlfriend. She came to look for him." The woman immediately dropped her guard and curiously gave me a once-over. She smiled sweetly and introduced herself as Trixie Ashford. She was Dylan's girlfriend, and she had returned to the country specifically to celebrate Christmas with him.

"Everything about this is complicated." "Speak for yourself, you're the one actually engaged now, to a woman who might be carrying your baby." "Fair point." The corner of his mouth moved, the almost-smile making its long overdue return. "At least you have that going for you. Comparatively normal problems." "My problems are extremely normal, thank you." "Boyfriend home for exactly one week, best friend forced into an engagement to avoid a family scandal. Very normal." "Best friend," I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Upgrade from sister, I see."

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.

He have been following me! “To my great surprise you both walked straight into a pub! What could possibly be so important in a pub!?” he was laughing heartily. I know he is not bluffing ‘cause I still remember the day it happened. “You rushed inside, headed straight to the waiter, and conversed hurriedly with so much anxiousness. I couldn’t decipher what it was until I followed you to the back side of the pub, you ran straight to a boy…....his name was...oh yeah, Christo! He was lying unconscious in the middle of the road, probably thrown out of the pub, your friend was shouting at you, asking you whether you were crazy to help him of all people. She wanted to get out of there, she almost th

Was that a joke? Before I could snap at him to pull away, his tongue brushed against my skin— tasting me, teasing me, making my pulse race. The feel of his teeth sending shivers down my spine. A small inaudible noise slipped from my lips, my head tilting back. Jesus Christ, help me! My boyfriend was literally right behind this phone screen wondering why his girlfriend wasn't answering him. " Zee, are you there? Can you hear me?" Came Chris's voice through the haze, but my mind couldn't register anything else.

Her nose implant was knocked clean off. "You bitch! How dare you cheat on me? You're that desperate for action, huh? You even got me infected with syphilis! I'm going to fucking kill you, you bitch!" Joseph lost it, too. He started kicking Mabel's stomach over and over. "Bitch! If it weren't for you, Stephanie would never have broken up with me! If it weren't for you, I'd already be the chairman of Empire Group! "Go to hell, you fucking slut!"