Boyfriends Webtoon Nerd Novels & Stories

I_love_my_mommy OH MY GOD, WHAT? WAIT...MIA, YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND?! CRAP, HOW DID I NOT KNOW OF THIS? WHO IS THE LUCKY GUY? Cereal_killer IT COULD HAVE BEEN YOU, YA KNOW Yes_you_suck ... I_love_my_mommy ... Noah's_wifey ... I_pooped ... Cereal_killer OH, COME ON! FACE THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM! Yes_you_suck

Mew asked all "Ok then how is your Luna's doing.?" Tay said "Everyone is good Mew. We all might bring them for the next meeting, my son is eager to meet your kids. Ohm said, "Mine too." Zee continued "Same here." Mew curved his lips and said, "Ok, then." They all some chitchat about their older days. There came two boys, who were humans, seems like maybe nineteen or twenty. They took stools beside the group of alphas. The boy who looked well build embrace the small tiny boy tight while they having a drink. They didn't stay still, all handsy with one another. Suddenly the tallboy pulled his lover by the neck and kissed him furiously. Mew's eyes went wide, now in his mind, he was thinking abo

“I heard he’s your boyfriend. He’s screwing around behind your back. What do you think?” I remained silent. It was my first time seeing Ryan again after five years. It just had to be when my boyfriend and best friend were busy making out, like they could not bear to part. Ryan casually reached up and straightened the ribbon on my school uniform. “Want to get even?” he asked with a smile. … It was my eighteenth birthday today, but it was not going great. This afternoon, I caught my boyfriend and my best friend all over each other. At night, I called my dad, only for him to tell me that his flight got delayed. He would not be coming home to celebrate with me.

niha : you have a brother weirdo : yeah niha : it's a new model camera right weirdo : yeah my bro gifted me on the day when we arrived here for the first time niha : you both have a great bonding weirdo : yeah a lot he is the best brother niha smiled for her words but I seen tears rolling in weirdo's eyes me : he must be best because handling a weirdo is the toughest thing weirdo : who is weirdo you are the weird fellow me : is it I don't know weirdo : how can you know when you are weird psycho me : wow such a beautiful name thank you weirdo : thank you soon we will meet your girlfriend right then I will say to her your name me : who is my girlfriend weirdo : you have a poor memory right how

I did what any normal, sleep-deprived teenager would do. I pulled out my phone and started recording. “Jason Cole?” I said, smirking at the camera. “Yeah, sure. He’s basically my boyfriend. He steals my pens, cheats off my history homework, and drives me insane. Honestly, the full boyfriend experience.” I snorted at my own sarcasm, tossed my pen dramatically over my shoulder, and hit post. Only my close friends were supposed to see it. A harmless inside joke. A tiny vent into the void.

She held up her drawing, a colorful sketch of four figures holding hands under a bright sun. “Look, Mommy! I made this for you!” she said, her voice bubbling with pride. “That’s me, you, Grandpa Emerson, and Mr. Hayes—your boyfriend!” I laughed, a giddy, heartfelt sound, my cheeks flushing at the word. Boyfriend. It felt delicious, like a secret I wanted to savor. Shawn, with his goofy grin and unwavering heart, was mine, and the thought made my soul sing. “Boyfriend, huh?” I said, teasing, ruffling her curls. “You’re pretty smart, aren’t you?”

A man who has never been seen by any media, until everyone considers him a mysterious man. Rumors circulated that Rhysand was a handsome man with all the perfections of a god. However, Jordan said that he was an obnoxious old man. Of course I believed in Jordan who was my boyfriend more than rumors, and he just so happened to have the same last name as Rhysand's. So if there were women—like Cindy, for example—who admired and adore him like Rhysand's devotte, I couldn't help but laugh inwardly, imagining what they would do if they met Rhysand which was far from the rumors they had heard.

, She said momentarily distracted by the beeping on her mobile. “Mhmm”, I said by the way of reply. Sharon was my other best friend. She did journalism with John. Sharon had the report writing course with us. I don’t really want to know any detailed description of her relationship, I have always felt that its obnoxious and wrong to hear about someone’s relationship especially when the subject matter was not present at that moment. I was engrossed in a particular chapter in the novel, when there was a sudden hush in the usually raucous class. I looked up to see everyone frozen midway, I followed their gaze to the door to withhold the most handsome boy I have ever seen. He was tall, slender,

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

The whispers had grown louder, the shoves more forceful, and the isolation around Daniel had become a thick, suffocating blanket. He was the new kid, small for his age, with an unfortunate stutter that made him an easy target for the trio of older boys who ruled the back corner of the schoolyard. Every day was a new gauntlet of taunts, tripped feet, and the cold dread of what might come next. Their leader named Peter was the son of the chairman and other two were his lackeys who did whatever Peter told them to and in exchange Peter would give them money . They both were from delinquent background and always the one to act on Peter's idea of bullying.