Final Fantasy 7 Dating Novels & Stories

But a complete, utter asshole. ONE YEAR AGO I’m in my cubicle, staring at a half-eaten pretzel like it personally offended me. I jab at it with my pen while scrolling through the latest headlines about the team. Dante spotted at a gay bar. Not shocking. Terrible for PR, though. I sigh and start drafting a press release in my head. Aarav and Fareedah… on a date? I blink at the screen. That can’t be right. They hated each other last month. Didn’t she throw a drink at him?

"Without that, you won't be with Christian right now. I mean you guys might be friends since you're a kid but still if the mistake didn't happen you won't be with him" "I guess so" "So how was he? Is he sweet?" "Yeah. He's just perfect, a guy that every girl always dream of" I smiled "Geez, you fall for him that hard already?" "I mean out of the 7 Gold Lifes, Autumn and Morris have the most relationship goals. Morris is just on her feet. People love them" "Cesantio and Hastington are different" "Oh course but still they're the 7 Gold Lifes. My friends saw Matthew and Brandon Lemiere once on the plane and damn they're a greek god" Rea squealed and I chuckled

“That doesn’t sound too convincing. What’s going on?” “I guess I’m just nervous about my birthday coming up.” “Ahhh…when is your birthday?” “July 14th…so next weekend,” She smiles. “Next weekend? What?! I thought it was like…later…wow! How exciting! Are you throwing yourself a big party? Has Dante got it all figured out yet?” I was excited for her! I knew she hoped Darrius was her mate and so this moment would be even more important and special than it has ever been for her.

"I mean our made up dating story. If we met six months ago, then how did we start dating" Elena's mouth fell open. "I-I don't know. Does it matter? It's not even real." Chandler's shrug was careless. "Yeah, I know that, but I'm trying to make small talk. If I'm not with you in real life, it doesn't mean I can't be with you in fantasy land. I'm having fun with my fantasies, Elena, so maybe you can just go with the flow." Elena studied him for a while, then she gave in. "Fine," she hedged, "We're in your weird fantasy land, and we are dating. I guess maybe you and I just ... I don't know...found ourselves in a relationship after a while"

Dating apps were like priye’s football stadium. She and her match were players and she approached the ones that progressed into dates with all seriousness. This week’s match was Felix, a finance guy. We’d both been invested in this date since it was planned after they matched. I couldn't keep up with the whole flirty banter, but I knew we were kinda vested in this one.

Dante snapped, already annoyed by the man’s upbeat energy. Takori didn’t flinch. “I’m not trying to intimidate you. Just… hear me out.” The grin never left his face. “Apparently, your team faced mine in the finals. Makes sense we talk, no?” “Talk about what? Who’s better at three-pointers?” “About Maya and Taiga.” Dante stiffened. Takori’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “They’re dating, right? Or ‘in a relationship’, as the kids say.”

He did not trust me after seven years together. The clock on the wall struck three. It was the last day of my bet with Bailey. It was also the date that Jeremy had planned to propose to me.

"Ash, join Immortal Ashes. I want to build a team just for you. From now on, you will be second-in-command at our studio." She smiled brightly and held out her hand to me. This was the first time someone had confessed their feelings to me so openly and passionately, and the first time someone had chosen me with such unwavering certainty. The calm surface of my heart surged violently beneath. My gaze shifted. "But my hand... I still don't know whether I'll even be able to touch a keyboard again."

Then… "Everyone thinks that you and Ethan are dating." I froze. "...What?" "There's like a bunch of pictures of you two at the rink, and of him picking you up, and apparently that makes us the secret college romance reunion arc." I sat very still. "...We're being written by morons," I said slowly. "Basically." My stomach plummeted. "Send me screenshots." "Already sent." I hung up and opened my phone. And instantly regretted that I knew how to read. There were edits, clips, and fan accounts with headlines.

That's absurd! "Fine, fine. At least erase that. I don't want that either," he said uneasily. I stared at the man flatly while waiting for the next thing it would say. "That's enough. Have your sign through that P*F, and I'll have mine too," he said directly. I read what was there one last time, making sure there is nothing I have missed. My eye stopped at number one again. "Are you serious with this?" When I looked at it straight, I read what was written, "Avery Taylor won't date someone through the span of the project. . . This is–"