My Girlfriend Is Not Human Novels & Stories

the second guy couldn't keep quiet. "He must know how we can get rid of that thing" the first guy shouted excitedly. He seemed to have shared and understood the second guy's view. "She is not a thing, she is my girlfriend" Raymond groaned weakly. He was still feeling the pains from the way he was rough handled. "Was. She was your girlfriend. I'm sure you didn't ask her out looking like this" the second guy laughed. "Maybe he turned him into that to protect himself" the first guy said slowly and looked back briefly. It seemed he wanted to catch a glimpse of Raymond's face and see how he would react.

She was tired of being a normal human. "I will ruined your life by being your girlfriend!" She whispered. After seeing him for an hour, Clara thought it was enough for today. She felt satisfied that she returned home without knowing that Jonathan was staring intently at her. When Jonathan looks at her joyful face, he felt happy too. He did not get what he felt like this. He is a grown man and what thats mean. Jonathan knew that Clara had been following him for an hour. But he acted like nothing happened l to see what she wanted to do. He didn't want to touch women or have sensual energy with someone. His intuition is strong. Sometimes, he thinks he's not human at all.

How would they cope if a female human made their body react like that? "Have you ever lusted after a female human?" I asked. Colbert stared at me like I had just asked him to kill himself. "Why would you even ask me that?" "Between us, brother. I did not say you broke the rules. I just want to know... you show human feelings sometimes." "I am not attracted to any human. I have a vampire girlfriend, remember? And I love her." I nodded. "Right." A knock came at the door, interrupting us. I asked whoever was there to come in, and a vampire strode in.

“I wouldn’t dream of telling anyone that my girlfriend is the goddess that determines when our lives end.” “Girlfriend? What? Since when?” “Since today. This very moment. You are MY GODDESS. My stubborn and sweet woman that I won’t let go for anything in the world.” Andi eyes looked wild at his assertion. “… You’re a weird human.”

Sometimes, I really want to punch him hard. "I am wasting my time dealing with you," I murmured, massaging my nape. "And it was fun to watch a person having a hard time dealing with me," he laughed. I surrender. "Talking about 'fun', I suddenly miss my girlfriend. She went to the comfort room a moment ago. Why is she not coming back?" "Correction. Celine is not your girlfriend. She is your FAKE GIRLFRIEND." "Getting jealous?" he teased. "Yes," I answered.

I always hate being with the female gender except I just want to f*ck and get away with you. The only person I and my wolf feel comfortable with calling my girlfriend after I lost my mate was Ella I don't know the reason and the third person now is Clara and I hate it when she is proving hard to get or have anything to do with another guy. It takes me great effort not to lose it and f*ck the smell of the crazy guy off her. Our relationship might be fake but I own her until the contract between us is over. But she fails to understand the fact that I own her f*cking body.

another suggested with a leering grin. Just as the uncomfortable situation escalated, one of them noticed Stuart and recoiled in fear. "Who's this?" he stammered, eyeing Stuart with trepidation. "Pardon the intrusion, but my boyfriend's been shot. He's dying. Please, you have to help us," Christi implored desperately. "Help you? Do we appear benevolent to you?" they retorted, inching closer. Regret laced her words as she appealed, "I understand, but I'm left with no alternatives."

"How about you tell me how some random woman walked herself in here?" Her friends got up too, looking me over. A girl with bleached hair sneered. "Viv, is this the freeloader you were talking about? She's back?" "God knows why." Vivienne folded her arms. "Mooched a meal off my boyfriend at the restaurant, got kicked out. Now she's trying to mooch a house." "Listen, lady. Stay away from my boyfriend. Don't think a few years on him gives you any leverage. He's not going to fall for some old trick."

She settled beside me without asking for permission, fingertips cold and trembling with power brushing my forehead. A whispered spell slipped from her lips, strange, foreign words that pulled memories screaming to the surface. Diana’s smile. Her voice, like music in my mind. The brush of her tiny tender fingers. The warmth of her skin against mine. Bianca gasped, pulling back sharply. “You’ve bonded with a human,” she whispered, eyes wide with fear. “Yeah. Diana.” I rasped. “She’s not just any human, she’s my girlfriend.” Bianca paled, lips thinning.

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r