Fill In Boyfriend Book Novels & Stories

In my freshman year, Nathan had approached me during our first lecture and asked whether I wanted to form a group with him. At the time, I'd told him I wanted to be with my boyfriend. In hindsight, I realized I could see Nathan's presence in my life at all times, whether it was during lectures or gatherings with Evan's friends. However, I'd never noticed him at the time because I could only see Evan. If not for the video disrupting the illusion of harmony in my and Evan's relationship and the misunderstanding allowing Nathan to become my boyfriend temporarily, he probably would've kept his feelings hidden forever.

I allowed him time to think and let him spoke his mind but when I heard his next words, I was caught off guard. "--- What I mean is that you don't see me as your boyfriend.” At this point, I was not sure what to say anymore. So I drawled, "Well, no---" Yet before I could even finish what I was about to say, Alex already cut me off. “But I am! I am supposed to be your boyfriend, right? That is why I was made; to be someone’s boyfriend and since you bought me—“

I lost mine, I don't want you to do that too. I wiped my tears away and returned to where Calix stood and began, "I wanna say something to you." "What?", he asked. I opened the letter which I was holding onto to read it. "S-Senior, you give me feelings that I can't put into words. You're one of the people who spent your favourite day into favourite days. Will you allow me to be your boyfriend?" "You wanna... be my... boyfriend?", he raised a question. On the other side,

Maxine’s POV I never had a boyfriend. Instead of using my time to date in spring or to find a partner whom I can exchange with countless ‘I love you’, I focused on my study and finding part-time job while waiting for opportunity to come in my way. However, the bachelorette like me dared to lie to my college classmates, saying that I have a rich boyfriend named Chandler Wayne. ‘Pride is the trap of ego pleasure.’ I read that line in a book of Kevin Everett FitzMaurice. And I thin he is right.

I didn't want to tell exactly where I was going, so I put the question tone into a word that should be a statement. "To read a book?" His brow raised as he found a book in my hand. Yes. I planned to go to my favorite tree and chill alone with the book. "I need a fresh environment." I shrugged, then turned away to continue my way. "Can I come too?" "Aren't you here early to discuss things with my brother?" "And you." "I have a boyfriend." "Do you love him?" I chuckled at his question. Wasn't it obvious? If someone agrees to be in a relationship, there must be feeling between them. "I won't be in this relationship if there's no love."

"Thanks… for everything, Garrett. I don't know what I'd do without you. I'd been punched in the gut. He was trusting me, relying on me, and I didn't know the first thing about living up to that. That night, back at the penthouse, I sat alone in my study, my thoughts a whirlwind. The weight of what was to come pressed heavily on me. I needed to make this believable-for both our sakes. Thorne deserved more than a half-hearted effort, even if my feelings hadn't quite caught up to the act. I opened my laptop, staring at the blank search bar for a long moment before typing: * “How to be the perfect boyfriend.” The results flooded the screen—articles, forums, advice columns. Each click led me deep

Which, given everything, is the point, I suppose. My boyfriend’s name is Damien. He is, well, to be honest, he’s not a great boyfriend, but I love him. I just know that he’s going to be my mate. He’ll officially take over as the Alpha on his 18th birthday, but he’s been training with his dad, our current Alpha since he was sixteen. We have been dating since I was sixteen. I spent the entirety of the last two years of time constantly by his side. I’m sure there are friends of mine that I forgot existed almost the second we started dating. I was just so excited that he chose me to be his girlfriend. I truly believed that we were destined to be together, to be mates. I had asked the Moon Goddes

"I wanted to. I couldn’t sleep last night. I kept thinking—what do boyfriends eat on their first day with their girlfriends? So, I made sure to include your favorite." He laughed softly. "Instant noodles and a chocolate bar?" "Close," she giggled, nudging his arm. "Open it later. There’s a note inside too… but you’re only allowed to read it after your first break." "Rules already?" he teased, raising an eyebrow. "Absolutely. Being my boyfriend comes with a manual," she said proudly, before softening. "But really… I just want today to be special." He looked at her—hair a little messy, cheeks slightly flushed from the morning breeze, eyes shining with something that felt like hope. And for the

“But I want you to know how happy I am for you and how proud I am of you. I have been reading your work since the first book and I’m a fan and as a fan, I can’t wait to read your next book. As your boyfriend, I want to read it because you wrote it and I want to support you.” Her brain stuttered over his use of the word boyfriend. To have him classify himself that way was… unexpected and yet… it felt right. It was also a little weird that she hadn’t thought of him that way despite them both having declared their feelings to one another. She’d told him she loved him, but her brain hadn’t connected that with him being her boyfriend. “You’re thinking too much, poppet,” he said, his voice dark an

"I'm not sweet, I just do what a boyfriend should do." The word 'boyfriend' does something to my heart, and my pulse flutters. "Are we like that?" I asked heavily, averting my eyes from his handsome face. "After everything I did and what I said.. you still reject me?" he asked in a tone that I knew was feigned annoyance. I snorted in annoyance. "I don't know. All you do is force me to be your girl, to be yours. You never asked about that." "I don't need to ask it from you, you are already mine when I claim you the first time."