Bromance Twitter Novels & Stories

“Yeah, fate must have a pretty twisted sense of humor. Brings two sworn enemies together and calls it ‘romance.’” Everyone bursts into laughter again, and I instinctively lean into Damon. He responds by draping an arm around me, pulling me closer with that effortless confidence of his. I don’t know when this became so natural, but it feels like it was always meant to be. Brooke rolls his eyes dramatically. “Ugh, spare us. You’ve had enough lovey-dovey upstairs. Don’t bring that mushy energy down here.” More laughter follows. But then—everything changes.

the moment I step inside the canopy Brooke bounces up to me. "Hey, Liam do you like your outfit?" "It's great, thank you, Brooke, couldn't have picked better myself?" A cheesy grin spread across my face. "You are very welcome!" She has a playful smirk on her face while the cheers and banter start from pretty much everyone that passes me, it's all in the name of a good laugh but Brooke is lucky I love her I can tell you that much! The moment I reach the table I look over and see Bethany dancing with Ashley and Katie and I'm not impressed. That certainly ain't no fucking nun costume!

“So, what have you been doing for the past week then?” Brook had her arms folded across her chest, and looked as if her eyeballs were about to laser into Mia’s skin. “It was a bad week alright? But I think I might have some help to get back in now.” Brook raised her eyebrow. “Is that so? Who’s helping you then?” “Ryan. Ryan Lee.” Brook scoffed, Ryan Lee? Was she crazy? “Okay. If you think you can make that work, then fine. But I want this piece ready before Christmas.”

Henry demanded. Dane sat on the sofa. "Twitter? What twitter?" he looked up to Henry. "And why are you sweating anyway?" Henry picked up his phone from the table, unlocked it and passed it to Dane. "Check what's trending on Twitter." Dane collected the phone from Henry. "Chlamydia? I don't get this," he announced. Henry sighed and moved closer to Dane. He snatched the phone away from him. "Look, Just read this." he pointed out.

I said interjecting, “That ‘hot chick’ happens to be my little sister.” “Which is exactly why the bromance between you and Blake is weird.” I blushed at the word he used. I know he didn’t mean anything by it, but I still felt a little bit giddy that the relationship I had with Blake would be described as a bromance by none other than his friend who also participated in torturing me for years.

Brandon winks at me, kisses my hand and returns to his group. Meanwhile, I'm just standing there like: what the fuck just happened? "Wow. Did that just happen?" Sammy appears beside me. "It did," Clare responds. "Congrats our Bree boy!" I roll my eyes and Ash flings his arm over my shoulder. "That double date is soooo happening.." "Oh, the BranBree and AlexAsh double date you've been dreaming of?" Clare asks. Ash glares at her. "Yes. And AlexSammy and JaceClare are not invited!"

I grab her hand and pull her to the back with me. "What are you doing?" she hisses. "Having you sit by me. Come on." I sit down and move over, tugging her down beside me. I don't stop there and once she's seated, I pull her into my arms and kiss her sweet pouty lips. "Aiden," she whispers into my mouth. "They don't care," he says and deepens the kiss. "Hey, lovebirds," Lane hollers so everyone hears. "Apparently your romantic spin on the sideline is a trending topic on social media. Twitter and Facebook are going crazy."

My knees are softening, I don't know anymore Suddenly my tears fall i cant control it anymore "I-I didn't flirt with James please" "Fvck! What the hell! So you know the guy?" "Y-yes he's my co-worker" He pushed me against the wall I just closed my eyes in pain "You know that asshole! I told YOURE.MINE.AND.MINE.ALONE! Which one do you not understand! Grace i dont share do you get that!"

The crowd erupted in laughter. “Well, don’t let it go to your head, Hendrick,” Ace called across the tables, grinning as Tess nudged his ribs. “Two kings or not, you still owe me a rematch on the training grounds.” “Not tonight, he doesn’t,” Tess countered with a wink at Lilly. “Tonight belongs to them.” Brent and Braxten pushed through the throng, their mates on their arms, both brothers wearing wide smiles. “There’ll always be a place for you two here at White Claw Pack,” Brent said, clapping me on the shoulder.