Fairy Tail Boyfriend Scenarios Novels & Stories

She pointed at the long line stretching up from the foot of the mountain and said mischievously, "If you want to be my boyfriend and enter this villa, you need to cure all of these patients first. Otherwise, I refuse to believe it was you who woke me up. "Maybe it was the power of my bloodline reactivating itself. You simply got lucky! If that's the case, I'll expose your true colors to Mom and have you thrown out!" "Does this mean that if I treat all of them, you'll genuinely become my girlfriend?" Ashton asked with a smirk. "Don't even dream about it!" Faye flicked her hair proudly. "You're still not qualified to be my boyfriend. Now hurry up. The line will only get longer. Let me see whet

"Now that you've gotten a boyfriend, you've forgotten all about me!" His eyes instantly welled up, and his voice cracked. "You used to always give me the first rib!" The table went dead silent for two seconds. Hannah quickly put a rib onto his plate. "Don't cry, Prince Mike. Look, there's plenty left." Mike sobbed even louder. "No! I want the one Alicia gives me! She doesn't love me anymore!" It took ten minutes of Hannah's nonstop coaxing, plus three more ribs from Alicia, before he finally calmed down. He ate while glaring at me.

"Everything about this is complicated." "Speak for yourself, you're the one actually engaged now, to a woman who might be carrying your baby." "Fair point." The corner of his mouth moved, the almost-smile making its long overdue return. "At least you have that going for you. Comparatively normal problems." "My problems are extremely normal, thank you." "Boyfriend home for exactly one week, best friend forced into an engagement to avoid a family scandal. Very normal." "Best friend," I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Upgrade from sister, I see."

Sebastian asked coldly, his hand snaking around my waist. Zac took the other side and did the same. "This shameless man you are pertaining to is our boyfriend." Oh, boy, I'm cooked.

At his words, the Capo stiffened as the full import of what the old man was saying hit him. “What do you mean, you have not seen him since Wednesday?’ he snapped. Ria reached for his hand and stroked him gently, saying, almost apologetically., ‘ My boyfriend is a little upset, he wanted so badly, to meet Erin.’ Boyfriend? thought Philippe in astonishment and felt his manhood harden as she went on stroking his arm, gentle swirling movements, absently enough but making his blood pound and rush straight to his large, thick c*ck which strove to be erect.

I trailed off as Shayla gave me a soft smile, extending her hand that held to rose, towards me. "Will you be my boyfriend?" ________

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

My pussy fully exposed to him. Only Liam is not my boyfriend. Actually I'm worse that girl. I'm the side piece that sneaks around in the night with her best friend's cousin's boyfriend. He licked my clit until it was so swollen I felt it throb in my chest. He fingered me slowly making me cum over and over. With every orgasm I could feel my body release so much tension I collapsed and fell asleep when he finally let me breathe. I closed my eyes and sleep hit me like a derailed train.

“Bobby is someone we have to lie to. If we want to survive the South End, we spin a perfect story.” “Lie about what?” I raised an eyebrow. “About us. Who the hell am I to you?” He scoffed. “You’re… my friend’s stepbrother of course,” he said, his voice full of disgust. And God, the look on his face was already worth the headache this mission was about to be. I smiled. “Wrong.” Then leaned closer. “From now on, little cherry... I’m your boyfriend.” He choked on his words and stared blankly at me. “You say what?”

Fitch lowered his gaze to our joined hands, his fingers interlacing gently with mine. “You’re joking, right?” I stared at him in disbelief. He shook his head. “I’m not. The way you described her… it aligns exactly with how we know the goddess to appear.” I drew in a slow breath, my eyes sweeping the diner around us. This conversation had veered far beyond anything I’d expected. If someone discovered that the figure haunting their dreams was a goddess—how were they supposed to process that? “So that’s why you tried to fix things?” The word relationship tasted unfamiliar and strange as I spoke it. I still couldn’t quite believe that the boy sitting across from me was my boyfriend.