Boyfriends Jenna Marbles Novels & Stories

The girl pokes her boyfriend as he fixes his belt. “Oh shit,” he scoffs, just as surprised as his girlfriend. I don't know why I'm smiling at them, maybe because they're smiling too. But Jaxon isn't smiling, he's watching them with a confused scowl. I don't think he remembers they watched us fuck in the dark… Does he? “Jax, these are…” I stop, not knowing what to call them. “I’m Vee and this is my boyfriend Johnny,” the girl—Vee—grins at Jaxon and offers him a handshake, but when he doesn't smile back, her face falls and she takes back her hand.

His eyes were bright with pure happiness, and he flashed his lopsided smile at me. "That was a great last play, babe." I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Hi." "Hi." He chuckled, and pulled me in tighter. "I've been waiting to see you all day." "Would you two please get a room?" Rhys Tyler, Danny's best friend and senior co-captain, whined. "I mean, you're really killing my eligible bachelor status here, Schwinn." He chuckled. Rhys had just recently broken up with his boyfriend of a year, and was uncomfortably single.

"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?"

one reporter asked. "Yes." "Is it serious?" "Very." "Are you planning to get married?" "That's none of your business." The next day, the headline read: "HOCKEY STAR COLE ASHFORD PLANNING TO MARRY MYSTERY BOYFRIEND." Jay laughed when he saw it. "Mystery boyfriend? I'm not a mystery. I'm just a barista." "You're not just a barista. You're an artist." "An artist who works at a coffee shop."

I'm so glad you made it! It wasn't long before the bubbly girl dragged her shy coworker over by the hand. "Luke, this is Cassie Baker, the girl I told you about." Cassie stood tugging at her thin coverup waving at the large man before her. "Hi, it's so nice to meet you. Felicia keeps telling us about you and how wonderful you treat her."

, 003: Fake boyfriend **Jordan Hayes** When I suggested the fake-boyfriend idea, I half-expected Damien to dismiss it—maybe even call me out on my bullshit. Instead, he shocked me by grabbing the creep by the back of the neck and slamming his face into the bar. He beat him viciously while vociferously declaring I belonged to him and threatening severe consequences to anyone who dared bother me again. I watched from the corner as Damien hauled the man up, slamming his face down again. Blood dripped onto the chipped wood. Everyone cleared out fast, scattering like they'd seen a ghost.

“They have been gossiping” “What are you talking about?” Jenna smirked. She has a boyfriend at school. A strange feeling settled in my stomach immediately. Boyfriend? She continued. They have been together for years. People are saying she’s desperate and clings to him because nobody else wants her. I stared at her. That shouldn’t bother me, but it did. I barely know the girl. “His name is Ronan,” Jenna said. “Leader of the Night owls.” I recognized the name immediately.

Kelsey paused for a moment, "No, it's not like that ... he's a keeper, right?" Julie raised her eyebrows, "Of course he's a keeper, he's the most responsible boyfriend you've ever had, he's a future businessman, smart and mature, he's a total keeper," she complimented him. "I'm glad you approve," Kelsey was amused. She stared at her best friend who was so caught up in whatever she was working on in her laptop. "How are things with you and Preston?" she asked. Julie shrugged a shoulder, "It's fine." Trying to get her to talk specifics is like trying to pry open a can without a can opener.

“Was it Zach?” “No, Parker. I broke up with Zach last month.” She sniffed and began making contorted faces as if on the verge of tears. This was typical of Jenna - she enjoyed relationships without thinking about marriage but could still cry when her boyfriend hurt her. I had lost count of how many boyfriends she had had in her lifetime, stopping at seventeen. She then draped her arms over my shoulder and Chase’s. “You know, it was because of me you met that impossibly gorgeous Sebastian guy with a huge dick, and now you’re juggling between him and your sexy ex. You’re turning into me.” She chuckled.

"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."