Crazy Ex Boyfriends Novels & Stories

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.

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?" I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest. "No, that's not…" "Babe, what are you doing outside?" I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her. "Oh, I see you've met each other." Hannah said. "You know him?" I frowned. "Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison." She smiled I blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. "Nice to meet you,"

Definitely. You see, growing up, I wasn’t allowed to have friends. My parents were strict—work hard, be the best, stay focused. After I got older and independent, the same cycle repeated. Work. Improve. Repeat. Cynthia was the only person stubborn enough to break through my walls, and I’ll always be grateful for her friendship. So tonight, I told myself: just pretend they’re your friends too. Just for tonight. Let go and have fun. Everything was going fine until I sat behind a group of girls. I didn’t mean to listen in, but the moment I heard Liam’s name, my ears stood up.

I guess Ruby and I really caught real Casanova Boyfriends. ************************* I don't know about you but I totally ship Micah and Brylee. They're adorable for 23 year olds who should have their life planned out. What are your thoughts on how Brylee handled the problem in her relationship? Don't forget to vote, comment, share and add to your reading list and public library. Xoxo Nicole

Three days after my boyfriend’s adopted sister died a tragic death, I clutched a so-called "hush money" check in my hand and became an accomplice in everyone’s eyes. My boyfriend once knelt in the pouring rain to beg me, and his sister's five-year-old daughter cried and begged me to testify, but I refused them both. Ten years later, when I was dying of cancer, my boyfriend Keal Simpson had become a billionaire. He founded a brain-computer interface tech company and developed a memory extraction device intended for the dead. If used on the living, it causes immense pain.

She asked and he sighed. “You are too egocentric to tell me this and then expect me to believe,” he responded and she made a babyface. “Stop saying I am egocentric, we are both egocentric. Even your girlfriend Abigail is also egocentric. We all are guilty of that.” Kim said and Landon smirked. “My girlfriend? Who is my girlfriend? Abigail? Come on! You know she is not and you can’t be.” He said looking at her. “Why can’t she? She is classy, sexy, beautiful and of course rich-looking. She has everything you need in a lady.” Kim said and he sighed.

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.”

I lowered my gaze and said softly, "Maybe it would be more appropriate for her boyfriend to handle it." "She doesn't have a boyfriend, Anna. Don't be unreasonable." I took a deep breath. "Zack, don’t you know about the rumors? They say that Sherry is your true love, and that I've used all means to force you to marry me." After a pause, I continued, "Aren't you afraid... that one day I might leave you?" He replied quickly and confidently, "But you can't leave me." What Zack didn't know was that disappointment could breed the courage for me to leave him.

“Not like Tony can . . . but distraction nonetheless. And we’re going to start by filling that glass!” “Oh, how is the boy toy?” Amy asked, plunging into the current of the blatant topic change. “The same,” Sidney half-giggled. “Mindless fun.” “I need mindless fun,” Carla mused. “Why is it that you have boy toy boyfriends and online boyfriends while we have . . . ” “Exes,” Kendra chimed in. “We have exes,” Carla laughed. “Some of us did, in fact, stop fucking ours.” “It’s because Sidney posts naked pictures on the internet,” Amy said from above her wine glass.

I gritted my teeth as I looked at them at the back, but they all ignored me. “Who has the most ex-boyfriends or girlfriends?” Alfie started asking while Elle pretended to take notes of our answers. Alex smirked. “That’s easy, I only had two, and she has six.” “Hey, only five!” I scowled at him. “Six! Paulo, Maxon, Bernard, Earl, Wendell, Sebastian,” he enumerated them very well. I was about to protest about Sebastian, but he shook his head and showed his ring finger to me with the wedding band on it, counting him as my ex-boyfriend.