Eddie Brock Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Don't lie to me, I know that it must be hard for you , but I need you to know that your separation from Noah doesn't mean that we aren't friends with you. I can't speak for the other guys , but I can speak for myself when I say that I might have started talking to you because you were my best friends girlfriend and I might have been an ass for too long before I started calling out Noah for the things he did towards you, but I still plan on making up for those things, Rosie. I do not understand what you have going on with the new guy but he seems to have a decent head on his shoulders, however, if he tries anything…” Brock trailed off as he sent Blake a stink eye and I muffled a sob and a la

"Another year, and Derrick will be one of us, and you, my dear, will always be welcome. You're both eighteen, correct?" "Yes, of course," "Tell me, gorgeous, do you have a boyfriend?" Brock said as two of his friends strolled in with another keg. "Nope, I don't have time for any of that," "That's good to know. Perhaps you'll change your mind and give me a chance," "You never know. We'll have to wait and see, right," I said as I put my hand on Brock's arm and smiled up at him. "Alright, guys, let's get the rest of the stuff in here and take off before we're late to our own party," Brock called out and kissed me on the cheek.

I usher them inside, surprised that there's only three of them. "Where's Ed?" I ask. I spoke to Ed just yesterday and he said he was coming but he's not with his family. Its unlike Ed to dip out on a party. "He will be here soon." Aunty Shayla assures me. "He's just had to go and pick up his girlfriend first." Ed has a girlfriend and didn't tell me? What's with him and his secret relationships? First Pia and now this new girl. "She's not his girlfriend." Samantha says, throwing her mother a 'you know nothing' look. "They're just two people who work together and have common interests."

They sat together, talking about old times, playfully jabbing at one another just like they did before it got so complicated. Jade lolled back in her chair, tips of her fingers tapping off the side of the coffee table. "So," she said, the sparkle of mischief considerably more apparent in her eyes. "Speaking of complicated things, does anybody else have a love life these days?" Jayla raised an eyebrow and gave her a pointed look. "You're the one who just got back from a date. Shouldn't you be answering that question? Jade giggled; a light flush washed up her cheeks. "Alright, alright, I admit it: Brock's been kinda great. He's sweet and attentive, and I don't know, it just feels like we're on

Gently, I give her a back hug and whisper, "So now, are we girlfriends?" She then stunned. Maybe, she is conflicted with both my action and questions. It shows a clear proof she never deals with lesbian stuffs. "Perhaps," Her short answer cause me to worry if she doesn't want in a clear state of relationship with me due to my bro as her fiancee. Okay, I'm doomed! At that moment, she releases my hands from her body. She turns to me, staring deeply, right into my orbs. "I'm engaged with your bro, so you cannot demand more from this kind of situation," She claims.

Her mind kept looping the same three seconds from the barbecue: Eli moving before he answered, like someone had pressed a button inside him. She grabbed her phone, scrolled to her friend Marcy’s name, and typed: ever look at someone you love and wonder if you really know them? She didn’t send it. Deleted it. Typed again: can we talk later? girl stuff. That one she sent. A reply came back almost instantly: always. wine? Lily smiled at the screen, a tiny fracture in the mask she’d been holding all day. Eli walked in just as she set the phone down. He leaned against the doorframe, watching her dry her hands.

"Turns out there's a lot I don't know about Jeremiah. He keeps his secrets to himself." "You mean the girl he's in love with?" I ask, catching his hint. "You know, I might have been wrong about that." Brock smirks. "You weren't wrong." "So there is someone?" I ask. "If he told you there is, then I believe there is," Brock says. "He has no reason to lie." I scoff. "Of course he does. To keep me away!" Brock looks puzzled. "Bria, who on earth would want to stay away from you?"

“Hmm... but something’s off with you and Edward. Both of you are acting strange like you’re forcing it. Did something happen between you two?” "Nothing happened! We’re not teenagers anymore, so things have changed, as they should," Rebecca replied, placing the glass on the bedside table. "Yeah... but can you believe he has a girlfriend? I was shocked when I found out through the TV. What about you? Do you love anyone?" Connor asked, leaning in with genuine curiosity. Rebecca’s gaze shifted to the doorway, where Edward was standing. "No," she said firmly, her eyes locked with Edward’s, the weight of her answer unmistakable.

"I think me and your sister will be a great couple." "Back off!" He took away his hand. "You're too old enough to believe in fairytale, man. Don't exaggerated things you think it is." He grimaced and fixed himself to go. "I'm going now, Eddie, and take this conversation as a warning." "Okay, okay. What ever and for your information, Bro, It's not Eddie." He corrected him. "It is Edison or you can call me Ed for short."

“Hey. So Nikko’s back in the picture?” “Mmm, yeah. And I don’t know what all this means, but he’s not with that girl anymore. I just called him…” “What?! Why would you do that?” “I’m part of the security team. My job is to check every corner before you step into it. That woman was Nikko’s girlfriend, according to my intel, but he swears they broke up a while ago. What’s weird is that she mentioned it herself.” “You talked to her too?” I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t know who was faster.