Free Use Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Just as disappointment nearly pushed her to tears, she heard Julien say, "Because I want to be the one to say it. Vanessa Love, will you be my girlfriend?" "Yes. Of course!" The disappointed look on her face disappeared in an instant. She smiled and grabbed the megaphone away from Julien, and shouted as if she was announcing her ownership over him. "From today on, you, Julien Glover Kyle, are my boyfriend. You're not allowed to treat other girls well, and you're not allowed to look at other girls anymore! You can only be good to me." "Okay," Julien said with a smile. In fact, he had never been nice to other girls except for her. However, if she wanted to announce her ownership over him to th

" Aloo yar see you're my best friend's sister so you should be like my sister as well but you're definitely not that. You are my umm friends with benefits? Yes that's what we are. I don't do permanent relationships that the whole of India knows I can't stay with a single girl that also everyone knows thanks to the paparazzi who are always behind me like hungry wolves. And when we agreed for this I clearly told you don't expect loyalty from me because I can't give that to you. I can act like a lovey dovey boyfriend for sometime then have a good fuck with you and then again everything goes as it supposed to. No strings attached. For the world we are dating but we know the truth don't we? "I as

He holds my chin and presses it hard trying to make me look up at him. I move as far as possible in the corner and keep looking down, feeling my eyes water up. He makes me look up while digging his nail on my chin and holds my face up. His eyes are hazy; he keeps on staring at me silently, after a while he lets go of my chin and takes in a deep breath. "Please I'm sorry, let me go please." I say as a whisper. He holds onto my chin harshly and makes me look at him again; this time the hold is a little gentler than before. I keep my gaze down at the floor not daring to look at him. His face comes closer to mine and his body cages over my small frame. "You're mine now, I own you and your body."

He opened the bottle with his teeth and they started drinking. He went on about the thousands of fights he had with Naomi, that night being the peak of all the shit that's been accumulated throughout their flimsy relationship and he hung his head on Julie's shoulder. He took her hand as they talked, he played with her fingers. "I wish every girl I dated could be more like you," he told her. "They talk shit all the time and got angry when I wasn't interested ... they want to fuck and then nag about their girlfriends," he blabbed about it. "They said I spend too much time with you, it's not healthy," he went on. "Really? She said that?" Julie didn't realize that his girlfriend was jealous of h

Her sharp blue eyes glints against the light. “Yes, you could say that. I have a preposition for you.” I say calmly, and there's a tint between her forehead as she processes it all in. “You will be my girlfriend for ninety days, that's approximately three months, and we can forget all about the debt that your father owes me, better?”

"Wait, isn't she a Valley girl?" Unfortunately, my mango seltzer wasn't doing much of anything for me, when I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Your girlfriend is here." Stacy whispered quietly into my ear, and I turned around to glare at her. "Stop it." I warned, which made her giggle. I watched her as she rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at me, desperately trying to stop thinking about the technicalities of our friendship.

My hands trembled as I picked it up. “Read it. Out loud.” I swallowed. “This agreement states that Blake Monroe will act as Ethan Blackwood’s girlfriend for a duration of three months, in exchange for the sum of thirty million dollars, to be paid upon successful completion of the arrangement.” I dropped the paper. He watched me with that damn smirk. “Well?” I stared at him. “Are you completely out of your f**king mind?”

It read: #CONTRACT_DEED_FOR_DATING #MRS_JOHNSON_AISHA I,.............accept the contract deal to be the boyfriend for Mrs Johnson Aisha for four weeks. During these four weeks, I agree to abide by the rules and regulations bond to me by signing this contract. These rules including: 1. No sex with Mrs Johnson till the four weeks of the contract has been concluded. 2. No sex with any outsider, be it male or female. As a boyfriend to Mrs Johnson Aisha, I promise to remain faithful to her alone and never to go out of character to cheat on her for any reasons whatsoever.

The offer of money for payment to pose as his girlfriend—with the possibility of doing what girlfriends and boyfriends do behind a closed door and most of all, the possibility of a marriage contract should they had to—was like a splash of cold water to the face. And that was the reason behind the exorbitant fee he was offering me. That wasn’t even the end of it. The fees mentioned were just for the girlfriend job. There’s going to be a million US dollars for the marriage contact, subject to change depending on what difficulties we might find hard to work out if we do get married. “You are not being paid to prostitute yourself, Gia,” he said last night in a somber tone, though it still had me

A junior approached me. He proposed me to be his friend. And… It just clicked. We became boyfriends soon. He shifted in my apartment with me. Our relationship was a hide and seeks. Battling with our emotions. Until, until I gave myself to him. Yes I bottomed up for him. Not that I was ashamed. But now if I think. I feel used. It was a bloody bet he had with his friends. 2 Million Dollars. To be my boyfriend. To fuck me. To record me while fucking me.