Crazy Boyfriends Novels & Stories

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

He said as he brought his forehead to touch mine. "You're crazy." "I'm not like most guys." "Most guys aren't crazy like you," I said in a hoarse voice that wasn't mine. "That's not a pleasant thing to say," Rhysand lowered his chin, and his lips touched the crook of my ear as he whispered, "And actually, you like my craziness." I didn't know what to say, so all I could come out was, "I left my coffee." Rhysand laughed. A low, deep laugh. "You can get your coffee now, and then let me kiss you, hm?"

“Hey, come here you crazy girl...” They grabbed me and pulled me in for another group hug. I’m literally so happy... Having a boyfriend is great. But having boy space friends are much better. As long as Nathan and Scott will be by my side, I guess I couldn’t ask for more and I will remained contented for the rest of my high school years.

Cass said while busy using her cellphone. "Useless, really" I whispered. "Is this okay? It looks like it will suit him. Or it won’t? Hhmm. Oversizes shirt for sure that I will buy, after all I do not know how tall he is but he is thin." I said and scratched my head. "That’s the fucking reason why I don’t want a boyfriend, what a headache" Cass said. "Wow! A woman who have lots of boyfriends just spoke" I sarcastically said.

"You two know each other? Daisy asked, feeling a mix of confusion and curiosity about the relationship between Grace and John. Grace turned her gaze away from John and looked at Daisy. In the face of her friend's expectant look, Grace hesitated and stammered her admission. "Well, this is... We..." "Hello, Daisy, I'm John, Grace's boyfriend," John calmly stated. "Really?" Daisy exclaimed, looking at John and then back at Grace. "Grace, does this mean... Daisy regained her composure and wanted to confirm. As if understanding what Daisy was getting at, Grace reluctantly confessed: "Yes, John is my boyfriend." Both Daisy and Axel were surprised by this revelation. They unintentionally looked at

A week earlier at Chairman's Jack house. "Dad I don't want to get engaged to any girl" Zach complained and he slumped back on the chair. "What about our deal, have you forgotten. You still haven't given me the name of any girl that is going to do a good job as your fiancee" "I have a girlfriend" "Who, Casey?" "Yes and you know that. Dad I love Casey and not any random girl and I want to marry her". "Zach you can't marry her, okay. She's not the right one for you"

I gazed at them — my best friend, blushing and uncertain, and my boyfriend, scowling and commanding. I inhaled softly, "This is crazy." Ethan's eyes flashed into mine. "Crazy has a tendency to be fun.".

We look at each other and burst into another fit of giggles. “Seriously though,” McKenzy says, wiping her eyes. “You’ve got the ultimate setup. You have a gorgeous place in one of the coolest cities on Earth, a billionaire sugar daddy who buys you apartments and flies you around the world, a sexy football player boyfriend who’ll probably win MVP, and two more insanely hot boyfriends who are both wildly in love with you.” “When you put it like that, it sounds….” I pause, searching for the right word. “Unfair?” she supplies.

“What? I asked you something, dammit!” “I’m not answering that!” He frowned and munched his food, watching me all the time like a hawk. “Why? Can’t you remember them all? How many boyfriends do you have then?” I gaped at him in disbelief. Wasn’t he overdoing it? How could he judge me without knowing a thing about me? “How many did you have? One each week?” I counter attacked, watching the shocked look on his face. “I don’t do girlfriends! It’s just se*, a onetime affair!” I gaped at the player in front of me. He seemed so proud of his conquests. It was just the thing I hated!

Chapter5 Winston Barrymore was stunned by the question, but he nodded his head. He is not only twenty-nine, but also thirty-seven, although he is often recognized as twenty-seven. "Well, then, old man, I know you're upset when I look at you. Goodbye!" As he spoke, the door slammed shut. Winston Barrymore was rejected for the first time. After all, there were too many women and men who wanted to climb into his bed. He is good-looking, handsome and rich, and he never treats his lovers badly.