My Best Friends Daughter Novels & Stories

My phone dinged. ‘Anything for you, Aria. How’s your first day in school?’ He texted back. ‘Great, I met some old friends and my professor are really nice.’ That was not true of course, but I don’t want him to worry about me. ‘Joyce was talking about you just now, I guess she missed you a lot.’ Joyce was his daughter, she was also my best friend. We grew up together and her brother Jamie. I smiled when I thought about them.

**Alexander Kingsley. The oldest friend of her father. The billionaire to be admired by everyone. The guy she had known since she was a little girl. Richard was hesitant to reply. "...Alex." Aurora was unable to hear the other person's voice. However she saw her father's face change. "...You already know?" Silence. Richard closed his eyes. "No." I have no choice but to do this. Another pause. Aurora frowned. Her dad looked her direction. His face went as white as a sheet of paper.

"You're fucking my father and you never meant to hurt me?" "Don't talk to her like that," I said automatically. "Don't defend her!" Eudora whirled on me. "Don't you dare defend her right now. She's my best friend, she's known me since we were kids, and you—" She jabbed a finger at my chest. "You're my father. You're supposed to protect me, not seduce my friends the second I leave town." "It wasn't like that." "Then what was it like?" She was shouting now, drawing the attention of neighbors. "Please explain to me how you accidentally started fucking someone half your age who happens to be my best friend."

“Wear this instead. Mom and Dad must be waiting downstairs already.” Since Siobhan and I became friends her parents became mine and mine hers. She had instead of vacations together so during summer and spring breaks we were either going on exotic trips with her parents or toughing it out in the yard behind my parents' house. My mom never lets Siobhan work when she’s around because you know her dad is my dad’s boss but Siobhan still does her bit around the house. She may be rich and spoiled rotten but she’s great. That’s why she’s my best friend.

*Scarlet* On Christmas Eve 26 years ago, I came into this world, a healthy, baby girl; but I wasn't the only one born on that day. Enter, Cole Caldwell; the other baby in my neighborhood, born Christmas Eve, 26 years ago. Also known as my best friend. His brother Johnny is one of my best friends too, but Cole and I have been attached at the hip since we entered this world. Years and years of sexual tension between us, yet, we NEVER have crossed that line. It's not like I haven't wanted to, the same goes for Cole; we just didn't want to ruin our friendship. Friends having sex, usually, never turns out good. I don't want to lose my best friend over something as simple as SEX. We both just rece

I utter, swallowing hard. “I don't keep female friends,” Aiden blurts out. My eyelids flutter as I struggle to keep my cool. Of course, he has no female friends, only flings. My sister is the only girl he is close to, and he calls her his best friend. The room falls into a tense silence. After what feels like an eternity, I look up to meet Aiden's eyes. Seeing him lean against my desk stirs up all the anger I was trying to push down.

I roll her over so I can see her, wiping the tears from her face. "Why are you crying?" I ask her and her tortured eyes meet mine. "They left me. They left me there suffering alone to go to a party." She says and my heart nearly breaks in two for this sweet, kind, generous woman who picked the worst fucking friends. "They looked like strippers in their outfits." I say, trying to make her feel better. She lets out a mix of a sob and a laugh and I hold her until her tears dry and she falls into a troubled sleep.

Victoria greeted looking down at Bradley with an adoring smile. “Hello ma’am.” Bradley greeted shyly. “How old are you?” Victoria asked. “Six years old.” Came Bradley’s reply as he raised his shoulders high as if to increase his age. “Such a big boy!” Victoria commented earning a smile from Bradley. “You know I have a daughter. She is a year younger than you. She should be playing around.” Victoria’s eyes searched around for Isabella. “Really?! I have a daughter too. She is a year younger than Bradley too!” Sandra said excited just as Victoria sighted Isabella hiding.

Me, Adrian, and our daughter forever. Skylar. That’s what she would be called. The End

I was pissed , sitting here listening to her vomit all of this trash from her mouth really broke me considering that I knew that I would have never done something like this to her but she did it to me and that only means that she didn’t care about what I think or what I do . She hates me so much and it took me this long to realize it. I have been friends with my enemy all along . You might have gotten my father to do your bidding but I just wanted time to tell you that you enjoy it while it lasts , because I am not sure that it is going to last for that long . If you are forgetting that man is my father and to him you will always be the daughter's friend that wants someone to love her and th