Creepy Girlfriend Novels & Stories

She stood up and shook her whole body in celebration. "Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked. "Yes." "If yes, do you love her or do you plan to replace her in the future? Also, remember, this game is a secret that both of us will keep to ourselves." "Yes, yes," Sebastian happily replied. "I'm waiting!" she said. "I have a girlfriend whom I love so much. She's actually my soulmate. I don't think I can live without her." "Hmmm..." Daniella hummed as she listened.

“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

Anyone would kill to be my girlfriend and now here she is acting like I'd just sentenced her to some inhumane cruelty. “What did you just say?” she questioned when she was done gazing at me like I had grown a second head or Maybe sprouted out a horn right at the center of my head. “I said, Be my girlfriend. I want you to be My Girlfriend” I explained calmly while not in anyway paying attention to her facial expression that should have been enough to stop me from repeating what I said initially. I'm not someone who ever gets No as a reply so I really didn't know when to stop.

DANIEL Images constantly flood my mind. After seeing those photos, my self-control and everything in me spiraled out of control. I could have tolerated the damn rumor, but those damned images, the ones where my girlfriend is secretly with her lover in her own apartment, that ended up killing me. I never thought Audrey was that kind of woman, one who cheats and lies to you, telling you she wants to be with you. I shouldn't have asked her to be my girlfriend; we shouldn't have tried it. I'm not made for a stable relationship.

Don't think a bit of makeup changes the fact that you're just a country bumpkin from the sticks! I took a deep breath. Her shrill voice was giving me a headache, and I didn't want to argue with her or make a scene in public. I was planning to take Megan away. Brenda immediately snatched the container from Megan's hands and hurled it to the ground, growling, "You cheating scumbags! How could you be all over each other in front of me? "Megan, you did this on purpose, didn't you? You really like being a mistress, huh?"

the other girl giggled. Casey bottled up the anger inside her and she dropped her shopping bags in her car trunk. "Hey that's Casey, Zach ex girlfriend" a guy pointed at Casey. "She's beautiful" the other guy commented. "Nah, have you seen Zach's current girlfriend? she's an angel. She's so pretty that she doesn't need make-up but Casey depends on make-up. I wish I am the one dating that angel" the guy stated with dreamy eyes. Casey fumed and she entered her car, if she listen to one more whisper about her, she's sure that she'll lock that person in a cell forever.

Global supernatural horrors descended upon the world, and everyone had to clear horror-game instances to earn a slim chance at survival. In my previous life, my fiancée refused to use her item to open the exit because she wanted to wait for her first love to clear the instance. But this was the final escape point in the instance, and our only chance to survive. With only three minutes left, I had no choice but to knock her unconscious and use her item to force the exit open. Her first love was ultimately left behind in the horror realm, where the horrors devoured him. However, I cleared the instance successfully and used the generous score rewards to build a happy life with my girlfriend at

Creed was totally aware that a casual relationship is one of those taboo words that can put her on edge. This was reaffirmed by a memory of the past where she beat a 22-year-old girl because she was leeching off of a minor guy in the neighborhood. The girl somehow found some really embarrassing pictures of that guy and used that to force him into a pathetic relationship just to show off to her girlfriends.

- I tell her “Is that even possible?” - Alice asks taking another sip of her water “Yeah. It is” - I tell her and she shakes her head “And, you are news. They want you more than they want me” - I tell her “What? Me?” “Yes, you are the girlfriend of the last single Payne man” - I tell her “I’m not, I’m nobody” - she says I sit next to her and hold her hands in mine. “You’re not nobody, I haven’t been able to talk to anyone like I talk to you in years. And for all purposes you are my girlfriend” - I tell her

A hiccup escaped my lips as I looked up—and met his eyes. Oh God. Not him. No. Why is he here? My thighs throbbed traitorously, pulsing with need from being this close to that furnace of a body. No. No. Not now. Not here. I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood and clamped my legs together like they could shut down whatever the hell was happening below the belt. Behind me, the pee-room guy finally caught up, breathless. “There she is,” he panted. “My girlfriend. She had a little too much to drink. Started acting crazy and ran—”