Fnaf Boyfriend Novels & Stories

C H A P T E R 1 0 'Ur boyfriend is so hot' Nathan read the text sent by his friend and felt a little proud. It was just too bad that the boyfriend being mentioned was not his actual boyfriend, but he still felt good to be able to show off Daniel's photo to his friends. "What are you smiling at?" Daniel asked curiously. "Hm?" Nathan looked up from his phone to the smiling face of his fake boyfriend. "Nothing, my friend was just texting me."

Dove gasped in surprise. She did not believe that Clara would find Marble here. Clara continued to stare at the boy beside the table. She wished to know all the information about this person. She must get her Marble back. Suddenly, Clara turned to continue eating hotpot, not daring to look at the table anymore. She did not expect that the person sitting with that guy was Chris - her ex-boyfriend from high school.

I smiled at her and we ordered food. A few moments later,the waiter put down the food we ordered. While we were eating, I was not comfortable every time she looked at me.After we ate,she took a small envelope and gave it to me. When I opened the envelope, I saw thick money in it. I returned it to his hand. "No'i can't accept it. It's too much Ana" I refused. "Take it ,I want you to come and live with me. I want you to be my boyfriend and leave your job"she said seriously.

I began carefully, "why don't you want Stefano to be my boyfriend? What's wrong? Don't you like him anymore?" After a few seconds, he finally glanced at me, then quickly shook his head. "No, mummy. I like him very much. But Uncle Faano is Uncle Faano not Daddy." His lip trembled, and for a moment I thought he might cry, but he held it in with a stubborn sniff. "I like him as Uncle Faano. But I don't want him to be our daddy." I swallowed hard. "Sweetheart, Stefano isn't trying to replace your dad. He'll always be your daddy, no matter what. Stefano is just... someone who makes me happy. He's only going to be Mommy's boyfriend, not your father."

"Oh shit, not Brian!" Michael felt a lumpen hand land on his shoulder and he looked up to see Brian Graham grinning down at him. Brian was six-foot-five of muscle with enough brain cells to keep his bulk moving and that was about all. Still, he had a real genius for defensive plays and it was very likely that he would hook a sports scholarship. "So, Peters, how come you've managed to hang on to this little beauty all night?" "He's my boyfriend, Brian," Lucy supplied, the expression on her face shrieking distain.

“She just likes to forget how long she’s been stuck with me.” I scoffed. “Stuck with you? Please. I’m the prize.” The man chuckled. “I love that. You have that playful energy.” His girlfriend tilted her head, studying us more closely now. Her smile was still there, but her eyes were sharper. “Three years is a long time,” she said slowly. “How did you meet?” I opened my mouth again, heart pounding. Christian answered first this time. “At a charity auction,” he said effortlessly. “She outbid 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."

The moment he saw me, he demanded, "Since when did you get a boyfriend?" "Not long ago." "Freya, how many years have we known each other?" His expression was terrible. To break the tension, I offered a smile. Eric let out a bitter laugh. "You've known all these years, haven't you?" I lifted my head to look him straight in the eyes. "I don't know anything! All I know is that we are friends." "Who the hell wants to be your friend?!" Eric suddenly snapped. His face contorted with rage and an agonizing look of heartbreak. "Freya! Haven't I been good enough to you all these years?

“Look, Bianca, right? Does your friend have a boyfriend?” My heart sank to the pit of my belly. I looked over at Siobhan who was now practically rubbing herself all over the other guy. At that moment it seemed so unfair that she had it all and all I got were crumbs. “No,” I responded. Andre made a victory gesture. “Let’s make a deal. She doesn’t know about the bikini incident yeah? If you get her to date me I’ll keep shut about it.” I frowned. Okay, this guy has a lot of balls on him and it’s annoying.

It's only natural to admire a beautiful female like my faeling, but I'm not too fond of other males doing it. "Tell me about your life in the mortal realm. About your aunts and your interests. Did you have a boyfriend that you left behind?" Fawn giggled, "Umm, no boyfriend; it was hard to have those around the aunties." "What does that mean?" I raised a brow. "Well, the one and only steady boyfriend I had, found a dagger in the wall by his head when he tried to get to third base," she said with such an annoyed look on her face.