روايات وقصص ضمن Fighters Best Friend Vk

"You can call me Jun." My best friend was mad at me. My sister left me. And my ex-boyfriend broke my heart when I found him in bed with another girl. I wanted someone I could hold on to, even for a short moment, and Jun was definitely going to be that person, even if we were both drunk-- me being the one more wasted. The kissing resumed and clothes were removed, but the darkness of the room hid our secrets.

"I guess, if it'll help for soccer." One of the guys did a celebratory fist pump, "Our first girl! We're becoming an actual club." I laughed lightly, going around and checking out all the equipment. "Y'all have a rock climbing wall down here?! Oh my god, can we do this right now? Someone race me!" One of the guys, Derek, was up for the challenge, and we starting putting on the gear. Connor ended up supporting me with the rope, and Elijah (another one of the boys) supported Derek. The last boy, Kevin, counted us down and chose to be the judge.

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

But she was part of me. Eli kissed my forehead. Luca held Hope. Grace slept. The doorbell rang. Luca answered. A man stood there. Tall. Dark hair. A scar on his face. A twin. But which one? He smiled. He said his name was Victor. But Victor was dead. He said he was the real Victor. The one who had died was his twin. He said he had come to take Hope.

Dahlia's POV. "Happy birthday, big bro." I hugged him tightly before disengaging to present him with a wrapped box. "Here is your present." "Thank you, Lia." He leaned in to peck me on the cheeks and I smiled, my cheeks flushing as my eyes came in contact with those familiar green ones. It was Nathan Greece. My brother's best friend and my crush for the past 5 years or more. He winked at me as he slipped a hairband into his curly, black hair.

she replied with a warm smile. It turned out that she really liked Max’s Beta. He seemed like a very nice guy, loyal and trustable, and apparently also a good fighter. Max told her about some occasions where Vadik had to fight, and he was the best one in their pack, after Max himself, of course. Mikki didn’t even see the hours passing as she heard the news that Vadik brought about the Lusine Pack. Apparently, no one had heard about Farkas again. The pack was still a bit shaken up, but they kept their hopes up on their Alpha. They knew Max wouldn’t let anything happen to them, and they also didn’t blame him, or the princess as a matter of fact, for the fire at their Alpha’s house.

"Apparently, I really don't have any date. You know I really don't trust any Alpha if the person is not, you my one and only best friend. Actually, it's all for you Alex. You know I miss your birthday last time, so I think about giving you surprise." "Do you like it?" Ashly asked with big puppy eyes. Alex opens the card that came with the flowers and happily smiles back at his Ashly. 'His best friend is really death for him.' Ashly POV: - He's really very handsome. His long lashes fluttering and those pink kissable lips slightly puckering every time he exhales as he snores loudly, make him even more adorable when he sleeps. Even he is big bad grumpy Alpha for other's but for me, he is my ado

I wondered if he was going to accept a girl like me, a lowly Omega. He didn't seem mean though, he looked interested and I was sure he'd bring up the topic of us being mates soon. "Tell me something fun about yourself," he suddenly asked. The tension between us was so intense. "Uhm, well, I'm really fast." I said and he chuckled. "Faster than the average werewolf." Kallen and I continued to talk, bouncing topics off of each other. He'd bought me at least 4 more cosmopolitan and I was starting to feel tipsy.

I quickly duck just as a body comes flying over my head and tumbles along the ground before getting up quickly. “One of these days I’m going to get you, mark my words,” he says wagging a finger at me. I grin. “You’ve been saying that for years and I’m still waiting,” I taunt. He grins back and wraps his arm around my shoulders. Vitali Hughes is one of my best friends; we’ve been thick as thieves our whole lives, and we train together all the time. I know no matter what he has my back.