My Best Friend Has One Rule Novels & Stories

Stopping meant that my mind would have to work and that would mean thinking about Isabella and my family that I had left back in Fort Haven, Los Angeles. “You’ve been more of a distraction for the past fifteen minutes. You’re the one who’s going to get me killed, because with your yapping, I might drop the barbell on myself.” I said breathlessly. “That means I’ll be doing you a favor and helping you get there faster.” Phil said with a shrug. Phil is my closest friend and teammate here and he’s the only one who knows that I haven’t left the private gym room since my arrival. He’s the only one who knows that I’m having a hard time even though he doesn’t know what exactly is wrong.

I knew that this day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. “Bridget, you need to calm…” “No, I will not come down! Don't tell me to calm down. How fucking dare you tell me to calm down when you've been sleeping with my best friend! How long has it been? A week? A month? A goddamn year?!"

“We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.” I blinked several times. One part of me was happy that I would get to do the things I've always dreamt to do with him but the other part was skeptical about the result. I would just feel like his one-night stands; we do the deed and that's all. “I think these rules will do for now. I need to go to bed and think over this,” I said, feeling tired all of a sudden. I opened the door and was about to leave when he got out of the car before me

Paloma teased. I chuckled, the sound coming out lighter than I expected, and somehow it reduced the uneasiness that had been sitting in my chest like a weight. "No, that's not it. It's actually worse than that. I have a very possessive best friend. She'd go absolutely insane if she knew I went clubbing with someone else. It's a rule breaker in our friendship code. She's honestly worse than Zane."

All too familiar. I placed both hands on her shoulders. “Listen, little boss,” I said softly. “Today, try not to—” I lifted a finger, “—manage your friends.” “I’m just giving them rules!” “The rule is you’re not allowed to make your friends cry,” I added. “Or make Miss Lila show up at my house this afternoon wanting to ‘talk for a moment.’” Poppy rolled her tiny eyes. “Mommy always drama.” Hazel laughed under her breath. Rhea fake-coughed to hide her choke.

And it makes me ache in places I don't even want to admit—like the parts of me that swore last night I was done with his ass. It shouldn't feel this good. I hate that a single promise from him can still crack me wide open after all the times I told myself I was stronger than this. But I can't lie. Not to him. Not to myself. Because the truth is? I want to believe him. Desperately. "Okay then," I lean in, close enough he can feel every word against his lips. "If you're serious, we need to lay down some rules. First one's simple—text me when you're gonna be busy all day. I need to know you're safe."

“Okay. Six, Never miss his match and always there in every inter or intra school games. She must not be shy She must smile and hold hands She must put effort to make him the best player with her photography club team and feature him in magazine and school activities She must support his team and She must do everything to bring down Elliot's team by opening an anonymous account to bring Elliot down after he manipulated her.” My eyes widened and I wanted to feel pity but I remembered all he had done so I clenched my jaws. “I like that one.” Now, reading the ‘Rules we mustn't break. “We don't have to make love anywhere that isn't school unless it's in front of both our parents. Must not develop

His hand grabbed her waist bare inches from his c*ck. His f*ngers tangle in her hair as his warm breath filled her neck. “ Drake..” Rosa moans, as his massive c*ck fills her p*ssy. “ F*ck!!!” — When a late-night plumbing disaster destroys Rosa’s apartment, she has nowhere to go except her best friend Chloe's house. Unfortunately, her twin brother Drake is home. He's RavenBrook's dangerously attractive hockey captain, a notorious playboy, a chronic womanizer and the last man she should ever want. But before Rosa can unpack, Drake gives her three rules: Stay out of my room. Don't touch me. And never break the third rule.

I asked, a smile curling on my lips as I lifted my gaze to him. The Alpha tilted his head down and looked at me, his brows hiking up. "Are you flirting with me?" "Aren’t girlfriends supposed to flirt with their boyfriends?" "Maybe. Fine. Anyway, I only have one rule…" "Not to talk about sex or getting naked with anyone?" I cut him off before he could add the rule. I was proud of myself because I remembered it. "Hmmm… technically part of the rule." "Should I be scared of the ultimate rule?" I asked, emphasizing the word ultimate.

"Would be soon. I guess in the next few months." "C'mon, Lita. He's just a year older than you. You sounded like he was the same age as your uncle," said jokingly and we laughed. "Please just follow me. It's a BFF's request," she said. "Um…" "Friendship rule no. 7…never turn down a BFF request, remember?" I nodded. I was now regretting a bit while I agreed and created 'friendship rules' with Lita ten years ago. We've been friends for over ten years now and she's taking advantage of the rules we both signed to more than me.