Isn't It Bromantic Novels & Stories

Neil really seemed happy to see Adonis. To think I was busy having fantasies about fucking his brother. Oh, what kind of fiancée am I? “So.” Brooke's voice broke into my pondering. “You never mentioned that your fiancé had such an attractive brother.” I twirled my wine thoughtfully, slowly bringing it to my lips. Brooke never really talked about men or relationships. We never really talked to each other about our relationships but I was sure she’s single. The type of single where you don’t have sex for a long, long time. I mean, she never even bought any of the lingerie. And they are very naughty lingerie.

“You have a unique beauty, what can we do?” “Great, soon they’ll strip and devour each other right here,” Damon says sarcastically. Two forks slam onto the table, and we have two wolves staring at us: “Is there a chance of that happening?” Jaden asks. “Do you two have... any interest, like, sexual or romantic or... anything like that in each other?” Bruno asked, frowning. “Of course not, Damon is an idiot,” I rolled my eyes. “Great, great,” Jaden breathed a sigh of relief.

“How about I serve your white meat ass on a platter?” Raphael joshed, punching Samael in the arm. Samael smirked. “I doubt anyone would want it…” Gabriel stuck out his tongue in revulsion. He turned to me, whispering. I’d rather slow dance with Cerberus than get a taste of Boniface. Raphael probably has, though, considering their close companionship. What do humans call that again? “Bromance, Gabriel,” I whispered, watching in disbelief as Samael and Raphael duked it out over the phoenix wing. “So much for brotherly love.”

“Seeing my little brother smitten.” “Smitten?” It seems like I’ve heard that recently. “What kind of word is that?” Duncan shrugs. “It’s what Kimbra calls it. I like it. It means—” “Bro, I’m the one with the master’s degree. I know what it means.”

He said tracing his thumb on my cheek making my ears burn. "Do you have to?" I groaned under my breath pinching him secretly. "Ow." He chuckled into my ear as if the pinch hurt. "So are we still swimming tonight?" Donne asked intertwining his fingers with Lucy's. "Oh definitely. You guys are coming too right?" Mefisto asked us. "Hmm..maybe.." Bruce said placing his arm over my stomach and interlocking his fingers with mine making me smile. "What's maybe?" I asked looking up at him. "Well, it's used to show uncertainty." He whispered bringing his face near mine.

"Lucas, you are such a jerk. How can you ask me to marry you here?" I became confused. "What?". "You couldn't even go on your knees". She frowned facing me. "And I see no ring, and no flowers or candlelights at all". She huffed angrily and walked past me pushing aside. Okay, now I've the definition of crazy. How did I fall in love with a psycho? . . . . . TBC Brianna and Liam😍😍. Girl like Chloe😂😂😂😂. . . Kamara B. Blake Love all my active readers💋💋

My trust fund pisses that amount daily. Why did I do it? Because I'm fucked up. Because I get off on this shit. Watching people break. Being the one who breaks them. It's the only thing that makes me feel anything anymore. And honestly? Making out with Sloane Carter was nothing like I thought it would be. It was supposed to be boring. Forgettable.

Shane said, frowning slightly. "He came up to me and started saying a lot of rubbish about how he knew I wanted him and I was sending mixed signals, I told him I wasn't interested a couple of times" Athena explained, her face pale "Even after I said no, he still tried to force himself on me; somewhere along the line during our struggle, I managed to push him away, and that's when he became angry and began acting crazy," "I really want to kill this Adam guy, how the fuck will he try that in your uncle's house?" Austin asked, his tone confused, as if he was trying to figure out why he would do such a thing to Athena.

Libra and I sat patiently in the taxi ride to Libra's place as Brooke bitched endlessly. I think what impressed Libra the most was my ability to engage Brooke successfully while she spat venom over the entire spectrum of all things 'Trent'. Men, college, Carnegie-Mellon, fraternities...Brooke heatedly ask if I was a frat-boy. I inquired if Beer Drinking Clubs counted and she chuckled. She jumped right back to the 'bitchy', but we'd crested the wave.

Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 19: A Wild Night . Truth or Dare was the kind of game that took advantage of others' weaknesses and exposed hidden secrets. Blake didn't know much about August Hemsworth, a first year who he'd met just the day before, so he didn't have much to work with. But there was one thing he knew for sure, the kid was terrified of Ryder Shelton. Well, maybe not flat out terrified but at least a little bit scared.