Friendship Titles Novels & Stories

I questioned them with wide eyes, but all they did was nod and smile. "You all have to be kidding, I'm not that beautiful," I chuckle. "Yes, indeed, you are!" They grinned and leaned closer to me as they started to grip my hands after saying this without any hesitation. “Hey, would you kindly become our friend moving forward?” I sigh as I notice that they appear to be imploring, and my eyes couldn't go any bigger. They are both adorable and honorable. How, therefore, as a commoner, can I be their friend? They might be offended if I utilize the titles in my words, so I shake my head at the thought.

Such a rude personality in a beautiful body. “fine, whatever. the name is Lizzy Greene if you really don’t know and I guess I am your neighbor.” He scoffed, “Noah, Noah King.” quote; true friendhip comes when the silence between two people is comfortable. hope you enjoyed it! drop a comment if you do and a review too. love y'all Eniola.

I smirked. “Luna is her title in the pack. As I’m the Alpha, Richard is the Beta… In our pack, once you have a title, you always carry it for life. So even if your mother and I broke up, the pack still gives her credit as their Luna.” “How did she earn that title? By marrying you?” “No,” I responded immediately but paused. If I had used the past tense to tell him that we were mates, would that have been considered a lie? I thought of my answer for a while. Instead, I told him.

But you call my brother by his name" he growled as a vein pulse in his neck. I nodded in response while I was panicking inside. "Because he is my friend" "What?" It was his time to be confused. "Damien might be my master but we have come to an agreement that we are friends and friends do not address each other by titles." "Then why can't I be your friend" I stared at him with hard eyes for a while, I must have looked intimidating because he let go of my hand and muttered with an apologetic look on his face.

"Max Cairncross, I will ask you one last time. Are you lending me the money or not?" I said each word clearly. "No. I am not." Dylan completely broke down. He yanked a necklace out from under his collar. It held a transparent bottle pendant, smaller than his pinky. Inside the bottle was a rolled-up strip of paper that said: "Max Cairncross is my only best friend." I had one around my neck too. Mine said: "Dylan Price is my only best friend." We gave each other those bottles after graduating high school. They symbolized lifelong friendship.

They gave me a sense of normalcy and companionship that I needed. “Please, for the love of everything happy in this world, drop the Gamma bit. First, you are my Luna, not someone who is subservient to me. Second, leadership in this pack don’t use titles with each other unless it’s in a formal setting. Third, I’d like to think that we’ve developed a type of friendship after everything. I appreciate everything that you’ve done for this pack but also for the friend that you’ve been to my mate. So, please don’t make me beg and pout like a pup.”

I whispered back, the shared heartache a balm at the moment—a reminder of the unbreakable bonds of our forbidden friendship. Winter's father began to speak at the front, his voice a shaky echo of authority as it cut through the hushed murmurs of the gathered. I listened to his words—a carefully constructed narrative of a daughter he believed he understood. But my heart rebelled against the portrayal of Winter as a flawless daughter surrounded by the constraints of perfect obedience. Winter was anything but. She was a force of nature, a rebellious spirit who charged headlong into storms of her own making. I averted my gaze out of respect for her family, unwilling to expose their grief to the

Caige gasped as Brite roared with laughter. Linus nodded then sighed as Caige collapsed into a fit of hysterics. Even Lejend was laughing, and Skye reached out to pat his hand in commiseration. “No wonder you wouldn’t tell us,” Brite gasped out through his gales of laughter. “What a snobby title!” “The worst part is there are three other people with the same title having First, Second, and Third before their actual title and names and snobby surname, what poor fucking saps,” Caige added and the alpha was about ready to throttle them all.

"Does one have to become a noble to attain this realm?' Mane asked sarcastically while admiring the little birds playing on the lawn just outside his window. Mane spoke in a sarcastic manner to take the heat off the 6th and it worked like a charm. "Boy don't be stupid. It's called the nobility realm because it is only at this stage does one finally attain a title. The titles are given based on their affinity with a particular element and their characters. For instance, a very prideful fire user may be given the name the 'arrogant fire emperor' or 'prideful fiery king'." The 1st answered in a low voice as though he was being watched. Since the 6th had sold them out there was no need hoarding

she said, jutting her chin towards us. He spun around with the biggest pout I had ever seen before. It was paired with a damn good set of puppy dog eyes. “You’re more than welcome to join us, Beta,” I told him with a smile. “Something that you’ll learn is that leadership doesn’t use titles with one another. So, it’s Apollo unless you want me to call you Future Luna, Angel.” He smirked at the way my nose scrunched up at that. It was far too formal. Damn. I had never been a formal person.