Friendship Cover Novels & Stories

“Sophia Laurent. It’s been a while.” “Too long,” Sophia replied, leaning in to kiss both his cheeks in the European style. Her hand lingered on his arm a second longer than necessary. “You look even better than the last time I saw you at that Monaco fundraiser. Still breaking hearts, I see.” Mia’s stomach tightened. She watched the interaction with sharp eyes, her fingers gripping her wine glass a little harder. Alexander gave a polite smile. “Sophia, this is Mia Thompson, a close family friend. Mia, Sophia Laurent she’s a business associate I’ve worked with in the past.”

“Sorry about Ava, I admit, I was jealous of her. She suddenly announced on national TV that my best friend was hers and I was so jealous and hurt, I didn’t realize that I was hurting you in the process. Astrid you and I have been friends for way too long and I love you so much as if you were my sister. Nobody has ever threatened our friendship until Ava.” I sigh, my anger dissipating. “Lily, I love you so much and you will always, always be my best friend. If you were a man I would have probably married you a long time ago.” She giggles and holds my hand. “Ava is nothing but my client and maybe, a friend but not my best friend. You will always be my best friend and I love, love, love you my

"I work at the Lycan king's company and I could beg him to invest in your company." I nudged him slightly. "Well, he was only joking, but I still won't do what you want!" Gerald's face grew serious all of a sudden. "I will do anything to protect Beth even if it means getting the Lycan king to invest in the company!" The certainty that laced his words was heard to kiss. It made me think long and hard if he was really my best friend or another person. This was the fucking masked Lycan king we were talking about here!

I yell, flinching his frightened self. "Seems best you are taught and brought to knowledge benefits of accepting my friendship and implications of adhering rejection " I smirk, bestowing him impressions of the worst. "Earning my friendship like wise trust grants you a work over ability, I have the power to rescue your whooped ass from incoming messes and you earn appropriate and all day protection. Memerize an all day protection from an alpha, twenty four hours every week, fifty two weeks every year,no doubt you'll emerge unstoppable and one amongst blood moons most feared and respected guard. Finally,you earn daily as my friend,more wages added to your guardly income.

I had exposed the raw, unprotected core of my emotional system to the one person who had the power to tear it to pieces. Clause 3.1: Strict prohibition of romantic gestures. No domestic acts like cooking dinner together. I had not only permitted the breach; I had actively craved it. The data was glaringly obvious now. The "friends with benefits" contract wasn't a mechanism to regulate our casual physical tension. It was a failing containment field. The more I tried to calculate our boundaries, the more the emotional reality bled through the margins. If I let this continue, if I allowed Atasha Clemente to become my comfort, I would lose the ability to function without her.

Her vision blurred and the world around her began to spin and slow down. The security and stability that engulfed her world was the reason Becky knew that she had found her true love. And why wouldn't she? There was a steady amount of trust between them, so she never got to worry about him breaking up or leaving her abruptly. He was a real man who was courteous, kind, and reliable. What else could you call a man who nourished and strengthened your relationship through ongoing, honest communication and teamwork other than a real man? He accepted all of her, supported her, listened to her and even made her laugh whenever she was feeling blue. How could he suddenly change? Why had he changed?

Shawn must sense my internal struggle because he pulls me close, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Don't overthink it," he murmurs. "How can I not?" I look up at him. "Shawn, what kind of friendship is this?" He's quiet for a moment, considering. "Friends with benefits," he says finally. I frown. "What's that?" "It means we're friends who also... help each other out when we need it." He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "Fuck buddies, basically. Either of us can call on the other when we need them. No strings. No expectations."

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

Hercules said. " Then who is she?? And why were you doing hanky panky with her ??? " Avni asked with discomfort. " Hanky panky!! Really!! You are such a kid, by the way, she is not my girlfriend you can call her my fuck buddy " Hercules laughed. " Whatever it is!! It's immoral doing these gross stuff before marriage " Avni said. " Oh come on!! It's common nowadays, I and Mia are friends with benefits. Nothing more than this " Hercules said calmly.

I said and forcefully removed his hand that was hugging me. "Aiden... will you be my girlfriend?" He asked me deafeningly. "W-What did you say?" I asked. He removed his arm that was hugging me and he turned to face me, "We're best friends. And I just thought we wouldn't be awkward to act because we've been together for so long. We already know each other." I shook my head, "Are you sick?" He sighed, "I'm not kidding. If you want, in return I'll pay your dad's bill that was left when he passed away."