My Best Friends Husband Is My Boyfriend Novels & Stories

He stood straighter, a faint line forming between his brows. “Amelia?” I shook my head, trying to say something, but the words got stuck in my throat. Instead, a sob broke free. My head fell against his sturdy chest as I cried my eyes out. My best friend. My hands clutched his shirt. From way back.

Hayden replied, calm but tense, staying controlled. “Then tell me—what are you going to do now?” Mr. Heather asked. Hayden stayed quiet. “Deny the child,” Mr. Heather said unflinchingly. “What? She’s my best friend!” I burst out. “You can’t just pretend the child doesn’t exist!” Mr. Heather looked straight at me. “And Hayden is your husband. That makes her a mistress. If you don’t care about our reputation, then stop arguing.” I stared at Hayden in disbelief — confused, disappointed, and angry–then strode out with heavy steps toward my room.

“ Okay. ” “ I was first your friend, then best friend, boyfriend and now husband. I don't want you to keep anything from me, Bestie. We are eternal besties, remember? ” “ Okay, Bess. ” “ I will also do the same. ” “ Also we'll learn to put God first in our marriage. ” “ Exactly. That's the most important factor. The God factor. ” She grinned. “ I love you, Mira. ” he pulled her closer to himself. “ Bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh. ” The emotion his words carried were deep and intense.

she jokingly told her friend. "Haist! I don't care even if she gives me a dirty look. With my confidence, I don't mind. I won't leave you just because of that. You're different from your husband. Even if we have a fight, you're still my best friend. Give me a hug." She naturally moved closer to her, and they hugged. "I'm here for you, my best friend. Even if your husband shoots me, we'll still be best friends," he added, making her very touched. Yza closed her eyes as tears welled up and leaned on Tiffany's shoulder while hugging her best friend tightly.

about long hours and different ambitions. I scrolled further, my finger pausing on a photo. There it was — a picture of her husband and Asher at some event years ago, the two men smiling, arms around each other’s shoulders. Both in suits, both young, both looking like they owned the world. The caption called them “old friends.” My stomach twisted. The connection was there, the history I had sensed but hadn’t wanted to face. It wasn’t just that she’d dated Asher. She’d been part of his circle. His _best friend’s wife_.

ELLE Rule number one: Best friends don't keep secrets from each other. Rule number two: Best friends come first before anyone else. Rule number three: Best friends must always have each other’s backs. Rule number four: Best friends must attend important events together. Rule number five: Best friends will not ditch each other for popularity. Rule number six: Your best friend's brother is your brother, not your lover. Rule number seven: Best friends must celebrate birthdays together — always. Rule number eight: You must support your best friend's dreams and ambitions. Rule number nine: No lies - no matter what.

he only saw me as his best friend, he never saw me as more than a friend, Heck! I wanted more, I was only on his side because of the love I had for him and not because I wanted to be his stupid best friend, but the idiot left me at the end of the day, he left me for his mate, I was in pain all my life seeing them together, the bitch took my place even when she saw how close we were, even when she can see how much I loved him, It was so much torture for me to see the both of them together, after they became husband and wife, my best friend began to distance himself from me, we were no longer that close, I had to do the unthinkable just to have a memory of us,

Was I the problem here? "Gina, we’ve been friends since childhood," I told her carefully. "Exactly! That makes it even more romantic!" she chirped. "Gina, he’s Asher’s best friend. Doesn’t that strike you as… weird?" "Ma'am, are you from the 80s or something?" she asked bluntly, folding her arms. "I’m sorry, but your ex husband doesn’t deserve that kind of loyalty from either of you. If his best friend wants you, that's his loss, not yours."

"Nothing is more real than my feelings for you." I scoff. "I know I have been a shitty husband and I have made some terrible, terrible choices. But you are my best friend. You have been for ten years. You are the best thing that ever happened in my life and I never, ever want you to doubt that." The tears sting my eyes and I have no choice but to let them go. "I doubt everything you say now." He looks like he's been punched in the gut, which basically mirrors how I feel right now.

"Nothing is more real than my feelings for you." I scoff. "I know I have been a shitty husband and I have made some terrible, terrible choices. But you are my best friend. You have been for ten years. You are the best thing that ever happened in my life and I never, ever want you to doubt that." The tears sting my eyes and I have no choice but to let them go. "I doubt everything you say now." He looks like he's been punched in the gut, which basically mirrors how I feel right now.