Friendship Titles Novels & Stories

he chuckled. Mom's face scrunched up into a tight frown. “Alpha Vladimir, we should all keep our relationships at the same level it is. You're the Alpha of Night Shadow pack and I'm the previous leader of this pack with the title of Luna, he's the Alpha of this pack, let's keep our addressions to our titles and not dwell on past titles.” she cautioned. Vladimir laughed. “Past titles? Then you shouldn't be called the luna.” he shrugged, “let's forget that. Relationships aren't to be traded for unnecessary titles, right brother?” he glanced at me with a lopsided smile.

"Yes, not really. There's no need to associate our friendship with reputation, I'm willing not to receive any honorary titles in this palace as long as you can be with you! ” "Yes, but that will sacrifice your future for this girl who doesn't necessarily love you, right? You can't be like this. But I will support whatever you decide, you have to be mature right? " "Yes, I've tried to act normal. Don't you just accept what I want? We just go for it while looking for your male friend! "

He stated, I gave him a small glare but smiled, "We're not supposed to use profanity, cousin." He just laughed, "You're not. Those rules don't apply to me; I may be of royal blood, but since I don't hold a title, I can do whatever I fucking want!" He cheered, we both started laughing. I wiped the tears from my eyes and composed myself, "Actually Rick, you do have a title." He stared at me, puzzled and I chuckled, "Your title is my best man." His grin went from ear to ear as he pulled me into a tight hug,

always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings. “He’s just a friend,” is the reply I give to his question, probably unconvincingly. Well, it’s not completely a lie. We are friends; it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything. Before I know it, we’re already at the top of the third flight of stairs. The night we had felt like a mediocre date, ending in the guy walking me to my door with hopes of coming inside. The sexual attraction certainly was there, although mentally it felt like we were not on the same page. Suddenly I feel nervous.

How gentle, how warm– “Jin Sanscroft,” the Princess slowly enunciates the name of her first friend, her only friend, a genuine smile beginning to bloom in her face for the first time she could ever remember. She will never let go of this warmth, of this hand, “...as my friend, you may also call me by my name.” Consequences be damned. “Huh? Wait, but you're still the–” “Friends don’t call each other ‘milord’ or something, after all” she reminded him, his own words thrown right back at him, “Besides, it's only fair, is it not?”

He replies with a cruel face: "No, have you forgotten? You're just my toy, not a friend. Do you think you're worthy?" "Friends are not partners... This relationship is based on affection, not affection and power"

With time I had gotten a name for myself,'The Red Dame". A title resulting from how cruel and bloodthirsty I could be when my very little patience had been stretched beyond its limits. Though it wasn't the best I would want to be tagged with, I wasn't complaining. Scarlet shot a glare at Ian and shook her head, also wondering if she had become quite handicapped in choosing her 'Symbiotic Partners' as she called them. She hardly related to the word 'friends' and thought the term was quite shitty. What's the use of having 'friends' if they had nothing to drastically improve your life with?. Friends are the men who spontaneously join you to drink at the bar or the girls who totally relate to yo

Finn finished. “Why do you call him Beta? I would think he would need to call you Alpha or King, but you wouldn’t need to return the title.” I asked changing the subject. “I try my best to extend honor and respect to people I know. That includes those with lesser titles. It is something I always provide but never expect. I asked Nikola never to use my title except when needed after he saved my life. As far as I am concerned, I owe him my title.” Finn finished.

- Missy kept counting distractedly, until her gaze found her sister's expression again, which now displayed a mischievous smile. - Wow, what an intense friendship you two have, right? Megan raised an eyebrow. - Well... Uh, yeah, I know it's something special. – Missy smiled awkwardly – In fact, many times even the word friendship doesn't seem appropriate, I confess. It's something so wonderful that… – she sighed dreamily – I don't even know what to name it. -Funny… – her older sister laughed, looking at her sideways – I think it's called love.

Sophia's voice, though weakened, carried a depth of emotion as she addressed her childhood confidante, "you've been my rock since we were children. I'm grateful for the friendship we've shared." Sandra, tears tracing delicate paths down her cheeks, leaned in to embrace Sophia gently. The weight of their shared history, the innocence of childhood adventures, and the trials of life hung in the air, a tangible presence that encapsulated the richness of their enduring friendship. "You're my dearest friend, Sophia. I love you more than words can express." Turning her gaze toward Abigail, Sophia's eyes held a mixture of gratitude and affection. "Abigail, you've been like a sister to me, and you've