Does Bts Have Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I arrive in Chicago with two suitcases, a five-year-old, and no room for mistakes. It is supposed to be a fresh start at the Northline Sports Agency, until I am assigned to their most volatile player, Finn Callahan, the hometown star player I walked away from years ago after an ice accident that almost killed him. And Finn doesn't forgive, nor does he forget. With my job on the line, the best player of the Northline Agency and Finn’s charismatic teammate, Jax Mercer, offers me a lifeline. I am to pretend to be his girlfriend to rehab his Playboy rep and fill the stands. Easy, until the act starts to feel real. Until Finn Callahan begins to reel, until the secrets begin to unravel. Until it is realized that the little boy with me has eyes that look unmistakably like a Callahan.

Hazel, a weak omega, comes across Alpha Austin on Thanksgiving. He is beautiful, manly, with a gaze that could make any omega's heart flutter. And she fell hard. She decided to take her feelings to the grave because she knew that he wouldn't even take a look at her. But when Austin is suddenly rejected by his long-time girlfriend, and a mishap sends Hazel straight into his arms, he leaves her with the tingling sensation of a mate's mark on her neck and announces her as his mate. Hazel is forced to agree, but even as she watches herself in the mirror, the mate mark staring right back at her, she knows deep down that his mate is someone else. Someone...who wants the position just as much as she does, and would do anything to get it.

I go into business with my childhood friend, Ian Ziegler. The business is a success, earning 1.2 million dollars in profit. Ian gives me my share—a whopping 5,000 dollars. Noticing my dissatisfaction, Ian puts his arm around my girlfriend, Nina Foster, and tosses the keys to his Bentley onto the table. "What, is five grand too little for you? Fine. Since you're so broke, I'll give you a chance to turn things around for yourself. There's going to be a soccer game tonight. We're both going to place our bets. If you win, you can get all 1.2 million, plus my car. "But if you lose, your girlfriend's mine. You'll also have to get on your knees and lick my shoes right here in front of everyone." Everyone else in the room cackles gleefully, eager to watch me humiliate myself. Smirking, I nod. "Sure. I'll take that bet." These people have no idea that five years ago, I'd single-handedly taken down the Northwest Aravian illegal soccer betting circuit. I'd set a trap for a match-fixing syndicate, beating the crooks at their own game. I'd walked away from that life after that. But now, Ian has seriously decided to challenge me to a soccer bet?

At the National High School Football All-Star Game, my boyfriend Evan had just been named MVP. Sophia, the cheer captain, immediately posted on Instagram. Caption: "Guess who got a little something from the champion himself~" The photo turned out to be a pair of Evan's worn underwear! Scrawled across them in lipstick were the words: "For my dearest Sophia." She held them up with her long acrylic nails, pouting for the selfie. The internet exploded. "Why does she have his underwear?" "Isn't it obvious? They're totally together." "Sitting here waiting for the official couple photo." Within seconds, a close-up of the two of them cheek-to-cheek surfaced in the comments. Congratulations and teasing flooded the feed. I gripped my phone, a chill spreading through my entire body. Evan had promised to go public about us ages ago but kept putting it off, saying he needed to prove himself first. He'd been stalling ever since. Now here I was, his actual girlfriend, and I didn't even get an invite to his victory party. I took a deep breath and called him. "Explain." On the other end, Evan's voice was lazy, almost amused. "The fans grabbed everything off me. Jersey, pads, all of it. Sophia insisted on keeping something as a souvenir, so I gave her the underwear. No big deal." "The Instagram post is just riding the hype. Don't be so uptight about it." Then Sophia's voice chimed in. "Yeah, honey, Evan and I are like brothers! I've seen everything on him already. It's just a pair of boxers, so don't be so petty." I listened to their increasingly flirtatious banter through the speaker, then slowly pulled off my engagement ring and tossed it aside. "Fine," I said to Evan. "I'll be the bigger person. Why don't you skip the 'girl bro' thing and just make her your girlfriend? I'm tired of watching this act."

On the day of the SAT exam, my girlfriend’s childhood friend, Benedict Casper, forgot his admission ticket at home. She insisted on retrieving it for him, but I begged her not to go. In the end, Benedict missed his final chance for taking the exam and, overwhelmed by despair, he jumped to his death. Years later, my girlfriend, Ella Simpson, and I graduated from Whitmore Institute of Technology, landed high-paying jobs, and built a picture-perfect marriage. But on the anniversary of Benedict’s death, she stabbed me repeatedly, her voice trembling with rage, “You killed him. If I’d gotten his admission ticket, he would’ve never jumped.” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the exams. Ella’s frantic voice rang in my ears, “I have to go back, Dominic. I need to get Benedict’s ticket!” This time, I smiled and said, “Go ahead. Be careful on the way.”

"Will you marry me Eve?" Tom proposed to Evelyn as he knelt down with one knee and put a fancy diamond ring on her finger. The atmosphere here was so romantic. He booked a private room in a fancy restaurant to have a candle lit dinner and proposed to his girlfriend that he loved for over five years. Tom fell in love with Evelyn who was a high school student and waited for her until she finished University where she was studying a Nursing course

A fantasy world, where being able to use magic can catapult you to have a noble title, Set despite the shortcomings of his life does not seek to be a nobleman, he only seeks freedom, he wants to have peace in his life.

Alice and Elliot belong to two enemy packs, but when threatened by a powerful enemy, they have no choice but to join forces, discovering that they are mates like no other. As time goes on, they discover that the Moon Goddess seems to be doing everything in her power to bring them together and has been doing so for much longer than they can imagine. But why does the Moon Goddess seem to want to bring them together at all costs? Why all these signs? Does it have anything to do with the strange mark on their wolf? Between legend, responsibility, betrayal, and revenge, they'll have to stick together to find out what's real and what's not to survive. One thing is for sure, the Moon Goddess has a plan. The only question is why …

At the company's celebration dinner, the new HR guy slapped a bill on the table—$860 for A/C and venue costs from our last all-nighter. I shot a look at Sherry—my girlfriend, my boss—thinking she'd have my back. Nope. She latched onto HR's arm and said, "Quentin, this isn't your daddy's company. Quit freeloading." And just like that, nine years of busting my ass for this company, and turns out—I was the discount item on the menu.

Damon Black is the devil on earth in the truest sense of the word. He leads his own mafia and is capable of killing anyone who stands in his way. A wealthy man, incredibly sexy, for whom any girl would sell her soul to have, yet he is in love with only one person, Elenor. "-You're a monster! Do you hear me!? You will pay for everything!” "-Blah, Blah. Well, maybe I'm a monster , but baby, you're a monster's girlfriend"