Friends Novels & Stories

Knee-length boots with four-inch heels completely the ensemble. She walked past the window and smiled at them. Michael thought she added a little extra swing to her hips as she walked on. "She looked happy to see us looking at her," Cherry commented. "Well, she would," Michael replied. "Morning, Lucy," he added. Cherry turned to see the leather-clad blonde standing beside them and her eyes almost popped out of her skull. "Um, hi," she said, her cheeks colouring. "I'm Cherry, a, err, friend of Michael's." Cherry seemed to be having trouble keeping her eyes away from the gap between Lucy's breasts. "Can I get you a coffee?" She noticed Michael reaching for some money. "It's okay, it's on the h

Ruby glared at me. "I don't need you to tell me who I can be friends with." she snapped. I was about to yell back but Foxy cut me off. "He's right, Ruby. Those guys are no good. They deal drugs and hurt people. They treat girls awfully too. I don't want you to get hurt by them. They may seem nice at first but they will harm you as soon as you let your guard down." Foxy explained, calmly. Ruby looked at her in disbelief but Hound, Don, Jackal and Scarlett all nodded in agreement.

I was so surprised by her action I didn't hear my pack member Sarah standing beside me. "Hello Alpha," she said to me. "Hello Sarah, how can I help you?" I asked, getting straight to the point. " Are you ready for the water dunk for the Fall festival ? A lot of people are ready to see you get wet ." She laughed and that reminded me that there's a festival coming up next Saturday and then she slightly touched my arm. And out of nowhere I heard a low ground. I looked up to see Katrina had her eyes on me and Sarah. I slightly raise my eyebrow at the questionable action of what the f*** was her problem . Then I realized what had happened , she didn't like Sarah touching me. Then out of nowhere N

“It’s my pleasure to finally come face to face with the queen that has stolen Ian’s heart.” “Thanks.” She shyly replied, already blushing red from Simon’s compliment. “Hey man, that’s enough.” Ian playfully glared, separating their hands. Simon laughed at his best friend’s action. “Someone’s scared.” Simon teased. “Dream on. You are not a competition.” Ian countered back. “You think so?” Simon asked with an eyebrow raised at his best friend, as if to say he didn’t sound convincing. “Alright guys, that’s enough… would you mind staying over for some snacks?” Kimberly asked, interrupting their bickering.

He said, bluntly, then turned his stare away from her face. "So, Logan huh?" Becky too knew it wasn't working out. "Fuck!" She lowered her head and whispered under her breath as she got no reply from him. But he heard her. "Fuck?" He asked with bright eyes—they were definitely blue. "Oh, nothing. It's just," she said, then bursted out like the parrot that she was. "I'm like here on my own even though it's my birthday, because my stupid friend couldn't make it—she had a date at Paris with her new boo—and I was just hoping I could have at least some fun--"

I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.

His eyes were steel, “Remember that tonight. You will not ruin his night with your-” “I would never do anything to ruin Marcus’s day. You know that-” Triston slammed his fist onto the table. My plate shook, my hands moving away from my food. “I don’t know that!” His voice boomed, “This isn’t a fucking game. I need his time here to be perfect.” I felt my breath being held in my chest. “You won’t ruin another thing for me.” With that, Triston stood up and left me at the table. Triston and I were like fire and ice. He burned, and I melted with him near me. I gripped the edge of the table before I stood, my legs wobbled, nearly giving out from under me-

When I turn again, a nervous guy with messy hair greets me among a group of boys. “Oh… hi, Drake,” I shout enthusiastically, walking toward him. The other guys—obviously university students—watch us with envy. “Should I walk you? I was just leaving,” he awkwardly offers while saying goodbye to the rest.

Damien asked me as he took my hand in his. I hesitated but only for a minute. And decided why not. We was just having fun. It was innocent. We danced and talk. Shared laughs. Just enjoying each other company. The later it got. The drinker we got. After about three bottles of wine, i was ready to call it a night. I stood up from the couch. "Goodnight, Damien. This was fun." I told him. "Goodnight, Shunshine. Thank you for letting me be here." He replied.

The group of close friends hugged their stomachs and laughed loudly, "Okay, you can get rid of those beautiful dresses. Looks so disgusting. Just like the rough man in a princess dress.” After that, Daisy is too lazy to attend her friends’ party. Instead of reading books. The friends continue attacking her with the cruel words “Why are you still so stupid while your learning time is too long.” Her friends generally decrease because they don’t get on with each other anymore. Daisy’s world is limited by so many kinds of books. Of course, Daisy was really bored but in