Friends Lovers Nothing Novels & Stories

“Doesn’t anyone else think they’re perfect for each other? Just look at their backgrounds—they went to the same schools from elementary to university, their career paths align so well, and even their looks are compatible. Anyone who knows them, speak up!” Once someone started the conversation, it snowballed into a flood of posts. Users began crafting an elaborate love story for Lena and Alaric: two heirs from similar family empires, forced to compete against each other, only to find love after one family’s downfall. The tale was so detailed it almost seemed real. Holding her phone, Lena opened the trending page and marched straight into Alaric’s office. “Is this the ‘not-too-outrageous’ topi

“It doesn't matter, Brian. We were just friends with benefits. And since the deal ended, there is nothing else left between us. Please leave.” “Steph, I know I've been a jerk, I-” “A jerk.” I scoffed. “A jerk you say, you have no idea what I went through. But the thing is, I really don't care anymore Brian, I don't want to hear your excuses. I don't want anything from you. Just please leave.” “Stephanie, I love you.” I forgot to breathe. “I loved you back then,” he continued, “I've loved you all along. I just didn't have the guts to say it then.”

"I don't need you to do anything." "Bruno, you still don't get it," I said slowly. "I stopped loving you a long time ago." "I'm in love with Lorenzo. I love him." His pupils constricted, his face turning deathly pale. "You..." "Impossible. You can't fall in love with someone else that fast," he said, frantic. "You loved me for ten years." "So what?" I sneered. "You trampled on me for ten years." Hearing this, Bruno completely lost control and lunged, trying to drag me away by force.

Every page after that was filled with their so-called "love story." "April 7th, sunny. Ruth and I argued again over work. I'm so tired. It's only when I'm with Reagan that I feel truly at peace. She's like the sun that is bright enough to drive away all my shadows." "August 15th, rainy. Reagan said she liked that limited-edition bag. I secretly bought it for her. Seeing her surprise and joy made everything worth it. Ruth never smiles over little things like that. She's so dull."

She wαnted the imαge of me‚ not who I αctuαlly wαs. I stαred αt her‚ cαlmer now. “So thαt’s whαt this is. You don’t love me. You just love power. Thαt’s αll this hαs ever been αbout. And thαt’s exαctly why this hαs to end. We’re not meαnt for eαch other‚ Sophie. We never were. We cαn still be friends‚ just friends like before‚ but nothing more. This betrothαl thing‚ whαtever our pαrents thought‚ it’s not reαl. It’s not for us.” Her teαrs slowed‚ but she looked desperαte‚ αs if she wαs fighting to hold onto something thαt hαd never existed. “Friends?” she whispered.

I wanted to run to her class and tell her all the truth and be with her forever, but I hear my phone buzz and read the message from an unknown number on the screen : Hey Liam, How are you buddy? U remember me? Its been a very long time. Its Soph, Liam. Your first love. I heard you found a new girl and forgot all about me. I don't like that. I want you back. I want everyone back and with her on the way, I don't think I can have all that. I'm coming back home and I want you there, unless you wanna see your girl dead by the end of the day. If I were you I would think this carefully. You know where to find me, babe ;) The one and only, Soph

Loveth spoked with gritted teethes and Emma laughed out surprising her as he looked so handsome and he calmed. "Why if I may ask?. I spoked to your mom and she told me you're single and besides, am not asking you to date me or love me, I only want to be your friend" Spoked Emma and Loveth wrapped her arm around her chest as she wore a light blue short gown that hugged her body and brought out her shapes "Lies. Does a man and woman become friends without no string attach?. I cannot be your friend and that's the truth and am okay with the fruit am selling, so please leave here, except you want to buy some fruits."

" it's not your business." "That's what you think but it's not true. Seeing my best friend fall in love with this woman who he found a little too perfect, is the scoop of the century and I can't miss it." Lover..! The word had caught Elzhar off guard. “I’m not in love.” He replied, stopping to look at his friend. "I know you, Elzhar. You know I'm right." he continued in a laughing tone... Elzhar raised an eyebrow, dying to create a thousand and one reasons to counter his friend's words, but as nothing came he preferred to blurt out vaguely...

“And what do we have here? A real couple.” I quickly disentangled our hands. “No, we’re just…” Friends? Crushes? Lovers? Enemies? Wait, what were we? “Friends,” Noel supplied for me. “We’re just friends.” It was the truth. Even if friends didn’t sleep naked in each other’s beds, nor knew the way the other person tasted. Friends didn’t eat each other out until stars exploded in their eyes. So why did I feel a twinge of hurt about the truth?

Charlie rubbed his nose awkwardly as he answered, “Uhm… I’m your best friend’s husband!” Loreen replied in a somewhat indifferent tone, “I know. A fake husband and a fake marriage for four years. I wonder how much longer this make-believe game will last.”