روايات وقصص ضمن Laughing With A Friend

After returning from a three-month business trip, I rushed to meet my fiancé and resolve our dispute over my best friend, Elena. Elena’s ex-husband left her penniless and broken. I offered her my apartment, helped her "find herself" and accompanied her through nights of tequila-soaked sobbing. My fiance, Julian, hated it. Or so he said. "She’s a leech, Clara," he’d snap, watching her try on my designer coats. "She doesn't even know how to make toast without calling for help. Are you her best friend or her maid? People like her don't want to heal; they just want a free ride." She's lost everything, Julian," I argued."Without her, I wouldn't have survived my mother’s death. Please, just be patient for me." I let myself in quietly. The house was still, the air smelling of expensive candles and something else—something sweet and floral that wasn't mine. I walked toward the master suite, expecting to find Julian asleep. Instead, the door was ajar. The wine bottle I had brought to surprise Julian slipped from my hand, leaving me paralyzed for a moment. Elena was draped across my silk sheets. Julian was hovering over her, expertly shucking oysters—my favorite—and feeding them to her with a look of doting, soft-eyed tenderness he hadn't shown me in months. "You're so much better at this than she is," Julian purred. "Because she’s cold, Julian," Elena whispered, brushing a stray hair from his forehead. "She’s all business. She doesn't know how to satisfy men in bed." I stood in the doorway, my whole self trembling, not in cold but in pure rage and disgust. "I hope the oysters are fresh," I said, my voice cutting through the room like a blade.

In my previous life, Timothy Yance's female best friend, Selina Sunther, provoked me during my and Timothy's anniversary dinner. "Rosalie, Timothy got super drunk two days ago, and I was the one who helped him change his underwear. But we're really close buddies, so don't think too much about it." I completely lost my composure at that time, resulting in me hurling my wedding ring away and tearing the marriage certificate into pieces. Later on, I gave up on all of our joint assets just so I could stay away from the shameless pair. In the end, I died in a rehabilitation center located in another country. No one bothered to reach out to me at all. After I got buried, Timothy and Selina worked together to build their business empire. Everyone sang praises about their ethereal love for each other. While people were envious of them for being such a perfect couple, they showed nothing but disdain and mockery toward me when I was mentioned. "Timothy's ex-wife never knew how to appreciate him. No wonder she wasn't worthy of him." When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the night of the anniversary dinner. This time, I just smile serenely at Selina instead of breaking down. Then, I turn to link arms with my male best friend, Calvin Solt, whom I've specifically invited to dinner. I even rest my cheek on his chest. Timothy's expression changes drastically, whereas Selina's smile freezes on her face. Calvin merely smiles faintly before he raises his glass to Timothy as a toast. "Don't misunderstand our relationship, Timothy. Rosalie and I have known each other for 20 years, so we're used to taking care of each other. "Heck, I was also the one taking care of Rosalie the whole time on our first night together, be it in bed or the aftercare."

On my way to the interview, my best friend—who had always warned me not to meddle in other people’s business—suddenly rushed toward the crashed luxury car without hesitation. That was when I knew she had been reborn too. In our previous life, she and I were known as the two top aces of the Finance Department. After graduation, we both made it to the final interview at one of the world’s top five hundred companies. On the day of that interview, we encountered a terrible car accident. The company’s president was inside the wreck. I gave up the interview to save him, while my friend ran straight to the interview without looking back. In the end, she got the offer, and I lost my chance at the prestigious firm. Everyone pitied me. However, the president held a grand wedding to repay me. I became the wife of my friend’s boss. I was admired and envied by all. She, on the other hand, struggled under endless performance targets. She got buried by work. At the company’s annual gala, I stood beside the president, dazzling under the lights, while she faded into the crowd—exhausted and invisible. Jealousy drove her mad. She grabbed a knife and stabbed me right there at the gala. When I opened my eyes again, she and I had both returned to the day of the president’s car accident.

“ Let's break up, Miranda. ” His words were likened to fiery knives, piercing through her already wounded heart. “ No, Joseph…. Please don't say this. I — ” Her words became cut up in her throat, seeing the look in his eyes. For a moment, she couldn't recognize the guy in front of her. Where was her caring and compassionate best friend, who never ceased to dote endlessly on her? “ Okay. ” She said, swallowing the lump in her throat. She didn't miss the relief in his eyes. “ Goodbye, Miranda. ” He stared at her one more time, taking several steps backwards until he was out of her sight. Miranda broke down in tears when he was out of her sight, she found it completely difficult to believe what had just happened. “ When did we get here? ” she wondered as the pain in her heart intensified. …. Miranda and Joseph had been best friends since forever until Joseph fell in love with the Queen Bee. Their relationship deteriorated as a result. Despite how devastated she was by the news, Mira still felt happy for him, until she accidentally found out about the evil scheme the Queen Bee had against him. In the end, she became torn between taking a risk on their friendship by telling him about it, or keeping quiet and watching him get ruined. What will she do? Read this book to find out.

My boyfriend did not like my big chest. He gave me five hundred thousand dollars to go for a breast reduction surgery. At the same time, a mystery man suddenly transferred me five million dollars with a note telling me not to listen to my boyfriend. I gripped my phone tightly and secretly replied to my boyfriend’s best friend’s text message. [If you want me to listen to you, money is not enough.] He immediately texted back. [What are you saying? I don’t understand.] I replied. [Forget about it. I’m heading to the hospital now.] As expected, he got anxious. [What else do you want?] [Do you have 7 inches?] [I have 10 inches.] [I won’t believe you until I see it for myself.] After that, he proved it to me through his actions.

He is my protector, my guardian, my best friend, but what Nathan does not know is that he is also my crush, the love of my life. I have lived in the shadow of my older best friend for so long, the handsome, and ruthless playboy, king of the streets. I have watched him break several women's hearts, using them and dumping them like they don't matter. He calls me his sweet Angel, the only pure thing in his dark world. He does not believe he is capable of loving me the way I deserve to be loved, but I would show Nathan that deep down, he still has a beating heart. Would I find the courage to show him my heart already beats for him? I am VERA.

Sabrina devoted seven years of her life to a marriage built on hope, sacrifice, and repeated heartbreak. But just when she discovers she is pregnant again, her husband Leon shatters her world with one sentence.” She’s carrying a healthy baby, Sabrina… and she deserves to be with the father of her child.” Thrown aside for Zara—his first love, now heavily pregnant with his child—Sabrina spirals into a life-threatening tragedy the moment Leon turns his back. As she fights for her life in the hospital, the only man who runs to her side is Cole, Leon’s best friend… the man who has silently loved her for years. While Leon builds a new family with Zara, Cole bleeds, fights, and risks everything to keep Sabrina alive. Betrayed and broken, she finds unexpected solace in Cole Lander—her husband’s best friend. Will Sabrina find the strength to start over, or will her pain consume her?

Samantha was broke and desperate. Her brother had the perfect solution. Go work for his best friend. But why the hell would Sam want to work for Ares Beck after he spent his whole life bullying her? And better question, why is he so desperate to have her as his PA that he would tell Ben to have her apply in the first place?

Attention! This is a continuation of my previous book: SEDUCING MY DAD’S BEST FRIEND…. If you haven’t read it. Please do…for better understanding of this amazing part. And also, please note that the continuation of this series: Entangled With My Dad’s Best Friend. Would be continued in the first book Series; Seducing My Dad’s Best Friend. Thank you! :) ———— (Aged Gap) “God, you feel incredible,” he murmured against my lips, his breath hot and intoxicating. I moaned softly, the sound escaping before I could contain it. It was a mix of desire and longing, a plea for more. His hands explored my curves, tracing the outline of my body, igniting every nerve in me. I gasped as he pressed his body against mine, the hardness of his c*ck a reminder of just how real this was. “Mattias,” I breathed, my voice trembling. The way he looked at me, with those intense eyes, made me feel seen in a way I had never experienced. “I want you.” He smiled, a wicked grin that made my stomach flutter. “Then let’s not waste any more time.”

Harlow Vance has spent twenty four years feeling invisible. Her younger brother is the success story, the one her father brags about, the one who can do no wrong. Desperate to feel something, to feel wanted, she decides to lose herself. Not to some boy her age who will fumble and forget her by morning, but to a man. A dominant she has been chatting with online for weeks, someone who calls her a brat and makes her pulse race with every message. She agrees to meet him at Radiant, an exclusive club in Pittsburgh. She uses a fake name. She plans for one night, nothing more. But when the door opens, it is not a stranger staring down at her. It is Kael Hawthorne. Her father's best friend. Her father's business partner. The man she has been secretly aching for since she was old enough to notice the way his gaze lingered on her a moment too long. Kael should push her away. He should call Julian and tell him his daughter is in a place she does not belong. Instead, he pulls her into the room and shuts the door. But secrets have a way of slithering out. And when Julian walks into Radiant and finds his daughter on her knees for his best friend, everything Harlow has built with Kael threatens to shatter. What do you think will happen? Read to find out!