Married To My Best Friend Novels & Stories

And that makes me fall in love with him all the more. My marriage to Elliot Allister is something I never imagined would happen. It was my dream, but I never thought that I could actually make it real. I even once thought that having a romantic relationship with one of your best friends would do no good as it would just ruin the friendship, but love is always ready to overcome any obstacles in order to be fulfilled.

So, i took in a deep breath, two even, and opened my mouth to tell my best friend everything that had gone wrong with my marriage. And quietly, she listened.

"That's different. Those are strangers, and my husband doesn't know. But you—you're my best friend's husband. I came here to talk sense into you, not to do... this. If she ever found out, it'd be a disaster." I held her close, selfishly savoring her softness against me. "This is exactly how you can help," I explained patiently. "I'm going out of my mind here. You relieve me, you get what you need too, and most importantly—I won't have to force myself on Rachel anymore. It's actually good for my marriage." My words finally struck a chord. She considered it for a moment, then relented. "Fine. But you'd better make sure Rachel never finds out about this."

“I do, okay? I’m not going to lie about that.” His eyes remained locked on my angry, heavily stimulated figure. “But that doesn’t mean anything,” I added quickly, shaking my head. “It doesn’t mean I want this to continue.” He leaned back slightly, studying me. “Then why does it feel like you’re fighting yourself more than you’re fighting me?” “Because I’m married!” The words came out almost as a shout. “Liam, I’m married to your friend!” The car was filled with an intense amount of tension. At this point, the anger had begun to make me shaky. “What do you want from me?”

When my best friend died, his wife, Mia Lewis, was eight months pregnant. Mia said she didn't want her child growing up without a father. I owed my best friend my life. He saved me, literally pulled me from death's door. So, I stepped up, marrying Mia and raising their son as my own. Mia loved her career, so I quit mine. Traded my job for diapers and school runs. For seven whole years, I cooked, cleaned, folded laundry, and handled the housework. Rain or shine, sickness or health, I was there—every single day.

“ Yes, she did but do you know what makes this story more scandalous?” “ What? Tell me,” “ I heard that he married his fiancee's best friend. Talk about double-crossing, now I feel bad for his fiancee,” my chest tightened as they talked, guilt circulating through me. I grabbed my glass of beer even though I knew I had zero to no tolerance, and gulped it down my throat. I didn't want to remember any of this. “ Let's make this fun,” Mrs. Smith hoarded all the alcohol towards herself. “ Let's play a game,” she suggested.

Tell me , I wouldn’t be doing that and you know , the best I know is that , it isn’t happening , I am not mad and I am never going to be , you are my best friend and you know that I love you so much even though I know that you act crazy most times , but if it comes to your happiness , you really don’t know the things that I can put aside that is how much you mean to me . You have been the best person to me , maybe more better than I am , you are the bigger person and you know it , Noah being your husband isn’t going to change a thing and I just want you to know it , and stop rubbing the fact that you are married to him on my face , I am not mad and I don’t think I am ever going to be nag . S

AVA It's been two months since my best friend got married and oh well, it has been kinda lonely on my own part. We talk, though but not as we use to. You know as a married woman, her main focus would be on her husband and her children...and the fact she was in Ireland and I was in Canada, the timezones were not the same.

"O, no I can not expect that of you." "O, nonsense. What is the use of having a queen for a best friend, if you cannot use her power." I winked at her. She pulled me in for a hug and I couldn't help but laugh. This is truly the best day of my life. Not only do I have the love of my life as my husband, but I also have my best friend back in my life.

They are truly my best friends “Well how is married life. Speaking of vagina? Are you and the missus having a fun game of fuck in every square in of the penthouse?” Allister asks. “We are doing quite well. Thank you for asking.” I leave it vague. “Bullshit I didn’t come here for this act. It’s already weird enough how we, your best friends had to find out you up and married her. With no rhyme or reason. Now you really think you will get to be secretive. We are best friends. We are invested in this marriage too.” Allister adds ever the poet.