Girlfriend Stolen Novels & Stories

While I hoped someone would come for my help, no one did. "Woah! A thief is accusing me of harassment. Wow!" Damien spoke, cutting through the silence that followed my words. His voice dripped with sarcasm, and I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. The situation was now getting out of my control and I struggled to make sense of his accusation. Thief? Confusion gripped me as I heard his words. Is he even thinking about what he is saying? "This girl has stolen my $5 million ring and now she is escaping with it and now that I have caught her, she is accusing me of harassment." The allegation hit me so hard that I was left speechless and angry.

She complained and drifted off to sleep. Ever since her phone was stolen, the only person she does contact with was her best friend, Bethany. Bethany has always wanted to know what happened that night but Stacy had always avoided the story, she didn't want to put her friend in trouble and she sure knows Bethany ain't happy with her. Well, for the records, seems like Bethany had forgotten about that and they are good now. For Stacy's part, she couldn't seem to forget about everything that happened that night, how she was kidnapped and nearly raped, but...miraculously saved by a masked knight in shining armour.

"My problem, funny you ask that you old boyfriend snatcher!" Boyfriend what? "I think you've got the wrong person, lady. Who the heck is your boyfriend?!" "My boyfriend is Sebastian Evans and you took him from me, you freaking stole him from me, you thief!" She clamored, wanting to charge at me but the other lady held her back.

She read calmly for a second as Pedro’s mind fell to the ground in pieces like crystals. And as she looked up, the smiling young woman reached out her hand and took some of her, showing them with a smile, she said. “These are the ones you need! Your girlfriend is very lucky to have a handsome boyfriend who buys this for her!” Pedro shook his head and let his anger escape a little when he said. “She is not my girlfriend, and she is my hostage!” The girl from the store looked at him and, smiling, said. “Oh, ok! Good luck with your kidnapping!”

She is a little older than me, but I am okay with that. We went out on a date , and she told me about her past, how her boyfriend dumped her for her friend and how she suffered from that. The boyfriend was a dick and a friend. How could she do that to her best friend? With friends like that, you don’t need enemies. She told me everything about Alice and how she used Karen to get to Harry. She wanted to have money and fame, and she got it. Only to disappear when she took everything she wanted from Karen. Such a bitch.

I set the bag on the kitchen counter and stared at it longer than necessary. This was not about betrayal, I told myself. This was about control. Later, Chris arrived, distracted as always. He ate dinner without comment, checked his phone, and announced another late night of work. I nodded. When he disappeared into his study, I carried the bag upstairs and placed it in my cupboard, under the jewellery section. Hidden. Private. Mine. I sat on the edge of the mattress afterward, hands folded in my lap, breathing slowly. I felt exposed, not physically, but emotionally, as if I had crossed a line I could not uncross.

"I cannot tell yet if it is real or if he is someone who is genuinely kind in private and I am reading into it because I am tired and it is easier than staying suspicious." "What does your gut say." "My gut is not reliable right now. My gut also thought signing a contract with the school quarterback was a workable plan." She wraps both hands around her mug. "What do you actually know about him. Not the Westbrook version. The real one." "His mother is sick. His father controls his life through money and arrangements. There is more going on underneath than what this school sees." "And the girl. Cassidy Hale." I look at her. "How do you know about Cassidy Hale."

"Yes. We got the news." "My mate... not clearly my mate. My girlfriend. She went missing right after. So it's a fair deal. The rogues have captured her, collaborating with Ren, Blue Crystal Pack's next-in-line alpha. Long story short, I met them four days ago. And they want a freaking trade." I said. "What kind of trade?" "My girlfriend for my pack territory," I said. Felice looked at me for a good minute and started laughing. That came out of nowhere. She slammed her hands a few times on the small desk that lay between us and continued laughing. Kavin and I shared a look.

Back then, my pride couldn't handle even the smallest bruise, so I shot back, "I'm just playing with her." Selena sighed in relief upon hearing that. Then, she added, "I asked that deaf-o for answers on the last test, but she pretended not to hear. Since she wants to act deaf, let's make sure she can't hear at all. Jon, if you take her cochlear implants, then I'll believe you're not serious about her." Looking back, I realized just how foolish I was. I actually stole Madeline's cochlear implants and threw them away. Regret washed over me when I saw the confusion in her eyes and the desperation on her parents' faces as they knelt before everyone. But I didn't know how to confess my wrongdoing

He spoke calmly, with a gaze that was never really friendly. Mafia? The thought pierced my brain like a dagger. Aaric Bernardi, my ex-boyfriend, was a Mafia. The hand that had held mine that had gently caressed my cheek was the same hand that had probably spilled blood. I shuddered, trembling despite the heat of the room. Did I ever really know him? The thought brought me back to the past, to the moments I thought I had buried deep. Five years ago, he broke my heart when he possessed me. Still, he was the one playing around with Caitlyn, the woman who hated me so much, and the condom marks in his expensive apartment.