Dom David Dobrik Friend Novels & Stories

His jaw was tight, but he didn’t grab the phone from me. “You were my friend,” I said. “And you were his wife. Friendship died in that bedroom the same day your marriage did.” “If you post that photo, you are not hurting Adrian. You are helping Damien keep me tied to a man who will not sign.” “Maybe I want you tied. Maybe I like watching you scramble and suffer.” My free hand curled into a fist. “What kind of human are you?? What did he promise you this time?” “I don’t think that is your business anymore.”

I rolled my eyes at the loud chuckle she gave and lay back on the bed. "Fuck you!" "How was your birthday? Though I'm not sure how enjoyable it could be when I'm not there." I let out a chuckle and smiled, "I did enjoy it pretty well. Adrian took me to an amusement park. "Your dad's best friend?" "Yes." "Damn, you guys must have fucked or something because there's no way he agreed to that without a bribe." I raised my middle finger to the screen and scowled. "We might have fucked once, but that's not the reason."

’ I thought. I asked for more information, but he only shook his head. Lucius was my class representative and was a year younger than me. He was very shy and tended to blush whenever he met my gaze. I let go of him and searched for Grace. Lucius scratched his head and said to me cautiously, “Claudia, you have good grades, and you are a good person. Why are you friends with Grace? You know that birds of a feather flock together, right? You’ll end up picking up her habits. You have a bright future ahead of you.”

There's my younger brother, Christian, and my father who works several jobs so that we can survive. Years after my birth, my Mom died. Cancer did what it does best. However, loneliness after my mother’s death was the least of my problems. I missed her because she was my mother, and I always would. But I was never truly alone. Two big differences. Then there's Cassie, my best friend. Surprisingly, we were born on the same day. The most shocking part of it? My Mom and hers have been friends, long before they got married to our fathers. They would still be friends if death and cancer hadn’t taken one.

Her brows pull together and make the cutest little V between her eyes. "How do you know?" "Because your best friend and my brother are on their honeymoon, and neither of us has anyone else in our lives." "That's not true. I've got friends." "What are their names?" I ask quickly, and she opens her mouth, then closes it quickly. "Um, Lebron." "So King James is a buddy, huh?" She snorts and then slaps a hand over her mouth to cover it, but it's too late. "Don't tell me you just snorted."

Ashley pouts, her lips downturned but her eyes giving her away—disappointment and longing written all over her face. "Is the D really that good?" Chelsea asks, smirking over her coffee. "Better," Ashley says without hesitation, her tone so flat it's clear she's not exaggerating. I nearly choke on my donut. Fantastic. Now my appetite's gone. Nothing kills a sugar rush faster than hearing your best friend rate your brother's dick like it belongs on Yelp. Tuning them out before Ashley can scar me further, I slide my phone out of my pocket and open the group chat. My thumb hovers for a second, hesitation twisting in my gut like it always does when I feel like I'm bothering them while they're han

“Sorry—just a sec.” He swiped to answer. “Nathaniel!” Maya’s eyes widened. Nathaniel. She hadn’t heard that name in years. Ethan’s childhood best friend. The boy who was always glued to Ethan’s side during summers, dragging him into endless soccer matches and wild lake swims. She took a careful step back, grabbing the chance to slip away. “Yeah, I just got in,” she heard Ethan say behind her as she slipped into her room. “What? You’re coming down too? That’s awesome!”

That's the reason I am now one of the biggest business tycoons. I loosen the tie from my neck which made me feel exhausted. Andrew Donovan is my best friend's father, but he is now trying his luck based on his son's friendship. Even though I dislike men like Andrew. But his son is way better than him, in fact I like his company more than my work sometimes. James Donovan is the life of the party and the place he goes to. I am quite the opposite. While I put people on edge he put them at peace, but despite our different personalities we have quite a friendship. We became friends when we were in college. He didn't care about money, he was friends with the richest and so does someone like a bart

Damian I'm sitting here in my MC, the Devils Army, nursing a beer when my VP and best friend Brody walks in with his newest woman of the week. Candy? Brandy? Tammy? Hell I don't know. She wont be here next week anyway. He always does this. Finds a woman who pretends to love him and all that he’s worth and then in a week or two he finds her with some other brother in the club.

So far we've really rarely been up there, and most of the time there wasn't that much going on with the VIPs. "DWAYNE? Heeeeey...” There she was. The sweet beautiful Debora. She just came down the stairs. "I've been looking for you!" And Dwayne grinned at her with a sweet smile. He hugged her briefly in greeting and introduced me to her. He pulled me by the hand to her on the stairs. I saw her eyes on our hands and I broke from his grip. “This is Joey, my best friend! We were just checking out the club...' Such a prick. He won't admit in front of her that we were looking for her? Oh man. I shook her hand and grinned at her.