Diapered Boyfriend Novels & Stories

The moment we returned to Jonah's place and the door closed, he pinned me against it and kissed me deeply. I tried to push him away, but he firmly held my hands in place. It wasn't until I was almost out of breath that he finally pulled back and gently held me. "Don't push me away. I'm your boyfriend. Even if you have lost your memory for now, we'll get close again, little by little." I looked up at him, stunned. I came from a pretty average background, worlds apart from these trust fund babies. Jonah used to seem like he couldn't stand me, so I did my best to stay out of his way.

As soon as the words left my mouth, Zachariah's applied enough pressure on my waist forcing me to stop but I wasn't going too. She remained frozen in her spot and I even could see several walking eyes slowing down to see what was residing inside. "You see, my boyfriend is here very shy around people so if you could stop gawking and be quick, it will help lessen his anxiety." I grit in the most sickly way possible. She hesitantly nodded and came inside, leaving the area naked to bare eyes. I smiled. He exhaled deeply and the slightest curl of his fingers brought a tinge of weird sensation, telling me how I was basically playing with fire---his fire.

I've made many dangerous choices in life, but this is by far the stupidest and deadliest of all. I could feel my tears threatening to fall as she pressed hard on my body to make sure no fetus was formed. I looked up and saw my boyfriend Rian holding in his laugh. He was wearing his black shirt, and he looked a bit older than his age. Other people would have felt comfortable having their boyfriend beside them, but all I wanted to do was punch him where the light wasn't shining.

"Who is that guy, Anya? The man who is going to propose to you? Have you known each other before?" "We know each other, Dad, he's Anya's boyfriend." "What the hell, An, if you have a boyfriend why haven't you told mom and dad? Do you not think of us anymore?" "Mom, calm down first, let's listen to Anya's explanation." "Mom, Dad, before Anya apologizes if she has disappointed you for the fact that Anya said earlier. It's not that Anya wants to hide all of this, but because our conditions are not possible, so we agreed to keep our relationship a secret."

"But I'll lose you." "No," Elion said. He grabbed Cale’s face. "You won't lose me. I'll be right there. I'll be the first thing you see." "But I won't know you." "Then I'll introduce myself," Elion vowed. "I'll say, 'Hi, I'm Elion. I'm your boyfriend. And we have a cat named Barnaby.'" Cale let out a choked laugh. "Barnaby." "Yes. Barnaby." Elion kissed him. A fierce, desperate kiss.

he said, gazing at me with deep affection and gratitude. I remembered that distant moment about a crying little boy, a burning car, and my desperate will to save him. "So, you were that boy. No wonder you felt so familiar the first time I saw you," I whispered, tears filling my eyes. The voice of the High Priest rose above us as he announced, "In the sacred presence of the Moon Goddess, Alpha Adrian and Luna Lyrik are now bound as eternal mates!" Amid the cheers and blessings of the crowd, we sealed our union with the most important kiss of our destiny.

Many female stars noticed his good looks and wanted to hype up a relationship with him. He used to complain to me about it, "The entertainment circle is indeed chaotic. That old woman actually wants to hype up a relationship with me! How shameless! I didn't expect that woman to be this horny... Your boyfriend is so outstanding. Don't you fear that I might be snatched away, Cissy?" He used to call me Cissy and later Cecilia directly. From his address to me, I could clearly feel that his feelings for me had faded. However, I always wanted to give him another chance, but that guy wasn't worth it.

“Dew, I didn’t know that Cotton died. Nancy tricked me and said that Cotton bit her…” But he immediately let go of my arm when I glared at him. The hate in my eyes must have shocked him. I turned around, and through the fog in my head, I remembered our past together. The day he confessed to me, the weather was nice, and the sun’s rays shone on him so perfectly that he seemed to have a halo. With a bouquet of flowers in hand, he timidly asked, “Dew, will you be my girlfriend?” That halo was gone.

My sudden reaction made my mother laugh mockingly "So he is your..." "No!" I answered, cutting the call. "Honey, if he's not your boyfriend, why are you hiding him from me? Why did you hang up on him?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. My mother's question made me feel a little uncomfortable. After all, the rival of our pack had been wanting to get close to me for a long time "Hester..." my mother's sudden voice snapped me out of my trance I quickly turned to her and nodded "Mother, you're wrong. He's not my boyfriend, he's just a friend" I added.

I choked up. Don’t they have no shame? Murmurs filled the whole chapel, but no one seemed bothered. “May I know who you are?” The priest asked. “Don’t mind her father,” my boyfriend said shaking his head, “She’s just someone who’s obsessed with me.” My mouth dropped open as I heard what my boyfriend, no, my ex-boyfriend just said. “Let’s continue Father,” my bestfriend urges, “Let’s not waste time listening to this nonsense.”