Four Friends Book Novels & Stories

“A good number but that’s not the case. You should see Neil…” “Stop comparing yourself to people.” She snapped, “You’re you, you’re the best of you. Value the people who like you for who you really are. Those girls flocking around Neil and Brandon are only after their money, their looks, their game and what they get on the bed; they don’t actually like them for them. One day, Neil and Brandon would get tired when they realize they have a lot of fakes in their lives, they would start to look for what you have; real friends, a stable life, true love. What they have currently won’t last, can’t you see that? Colton Adams, you are…” She stopped when he began crying. She hugged him. She was sure p

There was always a catch, Zara and I thought as I narrowed my eyes at the four sexy and brooding men sitting in seats across the table from me. “They must continue to submit to their Alpha King, and agree to a mating of his choosing, with a pod.” Colt stated clearly looking me directly in the eyes. Goddess his eyes…just looking into them made me feel all tingly all over and get all fuzzy on the inside. ‘I’m your all fuzzy inside. There ain’t no more room in here for anythin’ else! Ya got that?!’ Zara quickly interjected to remind me. I just had to chuckle at her silly snide remarks at times.

It seems that they know everything about me. I’m hoping that things get better—I really want to make friends and I really want to like it here. Even if I don’t make friends, I hope I don’t make enemies. It seems like nobody likes me very much so far, but they hate me because I have four mates. That isn’t something I have control over, so it’s really silly to hate me for it.

The images flashed uninvited in my mind. They made me want to be sick. Naomi’s voice cut through my thoughts again. Dragging me back to the horror. “I won’t let you near them,” she snapped, her finger jabbing at me. “Never.” “They’re all mine.” “As a matter of fact. Not only Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan. The remaining two alphas are also mine.” I stared at her, stunned. My mouth fell open a little. The four of them…? The quadruplets?

“I agree wholeheartedly, Your Grace.” * * * * Lindsay stood next to Barry in front of a clergyman as he read out of the Book of Common Prayer. Her grandmother had told her she’d be nervous today, but Lindsay wasn’t. Excitement ran through her veins, and she couldn’t stop smiling. Love blossomed inside of her, and each new day with Barry would only be an adventure, she was certain.

But pain sat heavily in my chest, refusing to be ignored. I felt a gentle touch on my arm. I turned to find Lily standing there, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. "I'm so sorry. I know I'm late," she murmured, her voice weighted with regret. It trembled with the same vulnerability I'd sensed in everyone present, a thought that flickered briefly in both our minds but found no anchor in the present. Brushing away the tremor in her voice, I squeezed her hand reassuringly. "It's okay, I understand," I whispered back, the shared heartache a balm at the moment—a reminder of the unbreakable bonds of our forbidden friendship.

With one final grimace in my direction, Rowan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and swept her out of the building. My head was already hurting, and it had nothing to do with the rising din of voices around me. Just a few hours ago, I was a human living in suburbia with a family who treated me like a servant—not a fantastical creature from a storybook who was the center of attention. And just a few hours ago, I had one boyfriend, Daniel. Even if he cheated on me with my stepsister, there was only one. Not three “mates”. “Four,” the voice in my head corrected me. “You have four mates, although the fourth isn’t here tonight. I wonder who he could be…”

"You don't know what they showed me down there. What they promised would happen to my family if I said no. You have four alphas and an ancient bond protecting you, April. I have a mother and two little brothers who've never even heard the word omega used as a threat before this year. Forgive me for not being brave enough to gamble their lives on your bond holding." The guards behind her shift, weapons rising in unison, the sound of drawn steel filling the small cell like a held breath. "Selene." My voice cracks on her name, all the anger draining out of me and leaving only something raw and betrayed in its place. "You were my friend." "I still am," she says quietly. "That's the part they did

For the first time all day, silence felt peaceful. Then she noticed something. A photograph tucked inside a history book. Yellowed with age. Carefully preserved. She pulled it free. Her heart skipped. Four men stood together. Young. Confident. Smiling. She recognized three immediately. Nathaniel Hart. Richard Crouch. Victor Sketer. The fourth man stood slightly behind them. His face partially obscured by shadow. Not scratched away. Not damaged. Just difficult to see. Lena flipped the photograph over. A handwritten note covered the back.

I still wished that we could get back together but well I don't think that it will be possible as she has moved on and I have too I guess. I want to thank everyone that supported me on this journey. Just so you know, I love you all and will always do. The song recommendation for this book is. 1. What best friends do by Jeiel Damina. 2. Traitor by Olivia Rodrigo. You can check out my other stories. 1. The Better Place. On Good novel and W******l. 2. Caged ( Survival ) on Good novel, M********r, and Libri. 3. I love you ( The Victimized. ) On Good novel only.