Crazy Boyfriends Novels & Stories

That whole night I was thinking about the unexpected situation of my life. Many things had changed in just one day. I'm someone's mate. An uninvited boy jumped into my life and messed it all up in just one day. He is over possessive, super crazy, strangely so cute, sexily handsome, super kisser and super arousing. He is everything that a girl would want in a boyfriend but he's not what I want. His arrogance feels unsettling to me. It's so strange to see someone walking in your life unexpectedly & fucking it all up the way want.

He laughs in disbelief and shakes his head, “This is crazy and you must be crazy if you think I’m going to accept your crazy story like some crazy person.” Karen clears her throat as she speaks, “Coming from the crazy person who just used the word crazy four times in a sentence, don’t you think that’s crazy?” She concludes, to mimic his voice. William's brows draw together in a frown, “Noone patched me up, Karen, you stitched me.” At his absurd reply, “How would I stitch you when I’m not a doctor?” She asks, raising a brow at him. “Because you’ve done it many times, stitched your boyfriend up.” He groans, not from pain but for his own usage of the word boyfriend. It sounds selfish, but the o

And of course, she's not alone. Some guy, middle-aged and shirtless, is passed out next to her. He's snoring loud enough to rattle the coffee table, mouth wide open, chest rising and falling with each deep breath. His jeans are unbuttoned, belt half undone like he didn't quite make it to the finish line before passing out. I don't recognize him. I stopped keeping track. They're all the same. Randoms who roll in with alcohol, cheap cologne, and empty promises, then disappear before the week's out. Her boyfriends are like smoke. Fleeting, choking, and always leaving a mess behind.

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.

"Sorry, I'm really tired right now. I just need to take a shower and go to bed." Cassandra's smile fades a little. "I haven't seen you all day. Where were you?" I hesitate for a moment, not sure if I want to tell her the truth about Ivy. But then I remember that Cassandra isn't really my girlfriend, and I don't owe her any explanations. "I was out with some friends," I say vaguely. Cassandra's expression turns suspicious. "Which friends?" "I didn't know I had to report to you about it," I reply sarcastically, trying to brush it off.

Brandon who was smirking at him. " Zach, let's get out of here. " She interrupted her friend. Her cheeks reddened after the kissed she and Brandon shared. " I'm the actual boyfriend here, man. " He pointed himself. " I'm Brandon Garcia. And I also knew you are not Candice's boyfriend. She will not respond to my kisses if you said was true. " He said a matter of factly. Candice's eyes widened. What was he thinking saying those words to Zach? Heat suddenly travelled from her head down to her toe. She was embarrass by Brandon's bluntness.

I said. “Or that you're seeing something that isn't there.” Cedric signaled for another round. “Have you considered the possibility that you're being played?” I stared at him. Cedric explained, “Think about it. A girl catches boyfriend cheating, she makes a big scene and then breaks things off. All of a sudden she's spending time with his biggest rival, which is you. She gets you interested and invested. Meanwhile, her ex is desperate to get her back, so he makes a grand gesture to do so by publicly apologizing.” Cedric spread his hands wide. “And voilà, you're both dancing to her tune.”

"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."

There wasn't a single bit of flab on me. Every man who passed me ended up with a noticeable bulge in his pants. Seeing the thirsty looks in their eyes only stoked my own insatiable cravings. For the longest time, no man had the guts to actually pursue me. It left my desire growing more intense by the day, almost like an addiction, leaving me restless and on edge. After graduation, I decided to head to Merrihaven to find Uncle Mike. He was a neighbor from back home who ran several upscale clubs in the city.

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