My Boyfriend Called Me A Stranger On Livestream Novels & Stories

He put both of his hands in his pocket, as I noticed. The only thing that comes out of my mouth is "Oh." "Yes," he pressed a thin line on his lips and looked away. "I understand. My deepest apologies." I took a step backward, biting my lower lip as I chuckled gently. "You look like my boyfriend." “Yeah, I always get that phrase every time. But I’m not related to Damien,” he answered with a devilish grin. I cleared my throat, scrunching my nose in confusion and disbelief. Heaving a deep sigh, I felt my forehead crease with worry. “B-But... but we're mates. Did you feel the mate bond, too? This is ridiculous!" The realization of being mated to this stranger began to sink in, unsettling me deep

Although he was quite older than me, I couldn’t deny a strange, magnetic pull I felt towards him. “Leave her. She isn’t going anywhere with you.” His voice was a low, vibrating growl, powerful and menacing. It broke right through my senses and the goosebumps were back! Nick left my hand instantly, and I moved instinctively towards the stranger. I had no wish to be Nick’s one-night stand tonight. I had realized my mistake and would want to go back home before my uncle discovered my absence. “Who the hell are you? Oh, I get it. You’re the f*cking boyfriend, right?” My eyes widened, and I opened and closed my mouth like a fish out of water! I was left dumbfounded. What could I say?

It had been far too long since her last broadcast, and her followers who had been nervously camping on her profile practically exploded with relief. They had been terrified that she might suddenly quit streaming altogether. Thankfully, she hadn't let them down. As always, she dove straight into the joint streams after a short opening ment. The first person to join the stream was using an alternative account. The profile picture and username were both the system default. The moment this person opened their mouth, they dropped a massive revelation. "Madam, I've secretly been seeing my brother-in-law. My sister can't have children, so he has been keeping mistresses outside. I want him to provid

as just an empty threat. But what if more people saw my “shameless” side? Late at night, I got up and opened the live-streaming platform. I quickly typed the titles. [Give me back my husband! [To save my cousin’s boyfriend, I lost both my legs. I hope he’ll marry me. [I’m not pretending anymore. I want to be together my cousin’s boyfriend.] With bold titles like these, viewers quickly filled my livestream channel. I smiled and eagerly waited for the drama to begin!

“I missed you today.” The stranger quirks a smile, his eyes twinkling a little. He’s very handsome, actually, but Addison is hardly concerned with that right now. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” the man asks expectantly, glancing at Joshua with some sort of smirk on his face that makes Addison confused. “Of course,” Addison says, turning to face Joshua. “How rude of me. Joshua, this is my boyfriend.” The corners of his mouth twitch. “What?”. “Yes,” Addison repeats. “My boyfriend. His name is...”

asked Luna confused when she saw her two best friends acting strangely. As Luna looked towards the door, she froze in a cold sweat. Luna immediately fell on the sofa seeing Sam's presence. "I still can't understand why you can trust a photo that you got from a stranger so easily," Sam muttered with tears in his eyes. Luna didn't answer, she was too confused about how to react. Anger, pain, and disappointment returned to creep into her heart. "You didn't even bother asking me if the photo was real or not. If you loved me, instead of running away, you should have come to see me make sure!" Sam said again softly.

He continues to stand there, silent and still like a statue. I glance up at him, wiping my smudged fingers on my cloak. “What?” I growl, sniffling again, feeling utterly pathetic. “Why are you crying?” I sigh, then laugh bitterly. “Because I just found my boyfriend, one of your brethren, fucking someone in your creepy, underground lair.” More tears spill over my lashes, further smudging my makeup. It was a waterproof mascara night, for sure. “And now–” I laugh, tears spilling down my cheeks. “Now I’m asking a total stranger to fuck me just to feel something other than how I feel right now.”

The voice said, annoying Asher. "Just tell what the fuck you want. " He thundered, getting more disapproving stares from the parents, but he was way past caring. "If you want to see the kids you care so much about, come to the address I'll give you and be willing to do whatever I ask you to do." The stranger said and cut the call. Asher groaned and turned to Anne who wasn't saying anything. "What is the problem?" He asked, when he saw she looked even whiter than before. "I know that voice… It's Trevor... My boyfriend."

I looked at Siena as my stomach lurches and told her, "It's Alpha Liam." Her eyes bugged out and gestured to my phone, "It's time to ask!" I closed my eyes and swallowed. Tension washes all over me. This is the first call from Alpha Liam that I feel not thrill but fear. I swiped the phone screen and pressed it to my ear, "H-Hello, Alpha."

They exchanged quick looks and dashed in front of her, blocking her path. Above, a drone camera blinked its red eye, and Helma's muscles coiled tight. Were they bold enough to pull something during a livestream? The ringleader of the boys met her guarded look and slowly dropped to one knee, his hands cradling—a love letter. "Miss King, I'm a huge fan. I've been smitten since your live streams!" The boy's cheeks flamed red. "Remember me? I'm 'Enduring Love.'" Helma was speechless.