Goth From Boyfriends Novels & Stories

the hoodie said. “I need a nice respectable girl to take home to the parents.. someone to show off to the teachers.. all of the brothers here have a ‘girlfriend’ “. Garrett replied while putting the word girlfriend in quotations. Was that all she was to him? A showpiece? Some arm candy for the professors and his father?? A growl escaped me then. My wolf wasn’t as far off as I had thought. But all three of the guys turned to her and then busted out laughing.

“Dante?” “Yeah,” she says with a small laugh. “We usually see him a lot, but he’s been… missing. They’re curious.” I sigh, shaking my head. “He’s found a friend.” She laughs again, the sound light and teasing. “He has friends, Callum. There’s that Justin guy. And you.” I smirk. “Wrong type of friend,” I say, kissing her forehead. “He’s trying to win her over. If he’s needed, he’ll be here.”

I frowned, munching like a hamster with puffed cheeks. "The O'Reillys. They told me everything about you." "I knew they were up to something! What kind of people in their right minds would want to hang out with someone like me?!" I whispered and gobbled down some juice. "Wait a minute..." I stared at Lucas with an incredible look on my face and asked. "Are Leah and Jackie... werewolves as well?!" Lucas nodded slightly. I was taken aback. "Seriously?! My best friends are all werewolves! I know I can't make any human friends! I met the O'Reillys two years ago. You didn't know that I'm your mate at that time. Why did you send them to spy on me?!"

“Why don’t you?” Brooklyn frowned. “What?” “Your boyfriend is his friend, isn’t he?” Indianna observed. “B-boyfriend? What? No!” Brooklyn spluttered, and Indianna smiled ever so slightly. “Harry, that’s what they said his name was, wasn’t it?” “Observant.” Indianna jumped when Greyson appeared behind her and he leaned back against the cupboard, crossing his arms over his chest. She stared at him, suddenly going silent.

"I thought it was pretty obvious Timmy! I mean, what else would I like be doing here?!" My heart clench painfully hearing her address Theós and Aries as her boyfriends. I'm not surprised by this. Just look at her. Compare to her, I look like a fat walrus. There's no way they would want someone like me as their girlfriend. I don't know why I keep getting my hopes up. Something always set me back in my place. Hopeless and alone. "I don't know how many times that we have to tell you this Crystal but they're not your boyfriends! And don't call me Timmy!"

“Good. I’ll take you to Mom’s grave when I get some time off. For now, let’s go back to the guys. Hades’ girlfriend is coming over tonight.” I felt my entire body stiffen as my heart slowly but surely, shattered into a thousand pieces. Hades has a girlfriend?

"Becky, my old friend, we'll be seeing each other soon at your party." "Party? Who invited you? How do you know about it? Who told you?" I bombarded her with questions. "Calm down, Becky," I could hear her laughing. "Seriously, who invited you?" I raised my voice. "Who else but your boyfriend?" "My boyfriend? Do you know him?" Before I could continue, she ended the call. Just hearing her voice made my heart race. The fear from our past encounters resurfaced, she had the power to ruin someone's life at school with a single online post, turning them into a laughing stock due to her large number of followers. I took a deep breath and quickly composed myself, then turned to face Sebastian.

Joshua POV Today is my best friend engagement party, and I still can’t believe that the idiot is marrying Leticia. I wouldn't say I like her guts. She’s a gold digger, and I am the only one that can see it. Even his family is all in love with her. Especially his mother and father. They were the ones that introduced her to him at one of their big parties to find Archie, a wife.

Three days after my boyfriend’s adopted sister died a tragic death, I clutched a so-called "hush money" check in my hand and became an accomplice in everyone’s eyes. My boyfriend once knelt in the pouring rain to beg me, and his sister's five-year-old daughter cried and begged me to testify, but I refused them both. Ten years later, when I was dying of cancer, my boyfriend Keal Simpson had become a billionaire. He founded a brain-computer interface tech company and developed a memory extraction device intended for the dead. If used on the living, it causes immense pain.

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.