Boyfriends Comics Novels & Stories

“Nothing.” “That's a lie. I know when something's wrong. You know, every day you're annoying, but when you have something on your mind, you become a raging dog instead.” I rolled my eyes. Typical Rhys. We'd been friends since I'd just gotten out of college. He'd been my tattoo artist back then until he decided to focus on the ‘family’ business. I stood under the shade, watching people move around, in and out of the water. Bodies rubbing up on each other. Women giving me the side-eye, but mine stayed on a certain ebony. I usually don't ask this, but—

“You think you can just say divorce and that’s it? You’ve been married into our family for a year. You ate our food. You lived under our roof, and now you’re asking for a divorce?” “You’ve been married for a whole year and haven’t even had a single kid. Now you want a divorce. Are you trying to scam us out of the cash gift?” Tracy pointed and yelled at me, “One year of marriage with no baby. Now a divorce. Are you giving back the cash gift or not? Your family sure knows how to nickel and dime people.” Deborah rushed to the edge of the living room and ripped down the family portrait I had hung on the wall.

“One question after another, please. Otherwise, Zephyr won’t be able to answer.” “I’m grateful to the lady beside me the most. She’s my junior. We usually meet up to talk about art. She’s a real professional.” Zephyr then held Nancy’s hand. “The woman in the portrait isn’t my girlfriend. For certain reasons I can’t name, I drew her.” He put on an expression that said he felt lost, and it made the reporters even more curious. I could not stand their fake answers anymore, so I gave Patrin a signal.

"Please. My bestie's dating a literal wolf daddy, her grandma's been howling at the moon, and the hot, broody barista might bite me. I am thriving. This is my villain origin story." Christopher muttered, "You're not the villain, Debby." He was clearly upset about her barista joke. Nobody would be biting her other than him. "Let me dream!" she shouted. Tasha laughed so hard she nearly dropped her clutch. "You're impossible." "And you're dating a werewolf," Debby shot back, winking. "So who's really winning?" "Let's just go pack our stuff," Tasha grabbed her cousin and headed inside with Chris trailing behind them.

My homeroom teacher once told me I had to live on for my parents, and that the best way to honor them was to live well because that was what they would have wanted the most. When Grayson threw himself in front of me during the car accident, shielding me with his own body, I saw my mother in that moment. So, when he asked me to be his girlfriend, I said yes without hesitation. At that time, I truly believed he would protect me the way my parents once did. That experience changed me. I became more withdrawn, less willing to make new friends. Eventually, Grayson became my entire world. To be honest, there were plenty of problems in our relationship.

He then held my face into his hands and looked straight into my eyes and asked me "Will you be my boyfriend? I want to protect you and stay by your side always. I know there is so much we have to know about each other but I hope we can do it slowly and steadily. I promise to never hurt you and do anything to let you down. So can you please?" I was stunned at his proposal and this I hugged him and breathed into his scent with my face hidden in his neck. I place a small kiss on his neck and said "But I have already considered you as my boyfriend. " I don't mind that we are taking it too fast because when it is meant to be it will happen. And why waste time when we both know we want to be with

he said, gazing at me with deep affection and gratitude. I remembered that distant moment about a crying little boy, a burning car, and my desperate will to save him. "So, you were that boy. No wonder you felt so familiar the first time I saw you," I whispered, tears filling my eyes. The voice of the High Priest rose above us as he announced, "In the sacred presence of the Moon Goddess, Alpha Adrian and Luna Lyrik are now bound as eternal mates!" Amid the cheers and blessings of the crowd, we sealed our union with the most important kiss of our destiny.

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.

Kelsey's question interrupted her thoughts. "It's better this way, sex between us would complicate things ... I'm not gonna be his fuck buddy, I can't do that, I need a boyfriend ... that's what I need, and Preston is not that person, you know what I mean?" Kelsey nodded, "Yeah, I guess I can see it from your point of view to me sex is just fun if you can have fun with your best friend ... why not, you're young and inexperienced, the more experience you can get the better."

Hell no. "What?" Chloe asks, blinking and looking away for a second, trying to remember everything in my office, "There's only like three or four guys in your floor. Is it the old one, the crazy one or the emo one? I'm pretty sure the emo one is gay. And we don't need another gay boyfriend in the family." "Fuck you," Celeste growls at her, since her first ever boyfriend turned out to be into boys too. They're really good friends now, "Who is it?"