My Online Boyfriend Novels & Stories

And then, he landed himself behind me. He placed his hands on my shoulders and his touch gave me the chills running through my spines but I enjoyed it. “Make yourself comfortable. We are now different from what we were yesterday,” he said. “So, that means you…you are my …,” I stuttered. “Boyfriend! Yes, I am your boyfriend and you are my rightful girlfriend here,” he said as he rubbed his hands on my shoulders. I had never bath even with my friends together. Not even with my best friend. But washing ourself together was making both of us so much comfortable with each other.

I "Dummy." Nikita said for no good reason. "How are you spending time with your boyfriend over there?" She winked. "Boyfriend? What Boyfriend?" "Your boss, Hames. You're viral on the internet, baby. Let your followers know I'm your best friend so they can follow me too to check out my cool ass." She smiled smugly. Lila rolled her eyes. "Is it true? Are you dating him now? So soon?" "Ew, no way!" I furrowed my forehead.

That was why it was no surprise to them when Jodi turned up to be one of those who gave in to the recent fad of buying robotic boyfriend online. She named it Arvin, and since then Jodi had been very open with her romantic affair of shacking it up with tin cans. "For crying out loud, Shantal. We're adults now! This is the perfect time for us to explore new things. You love buying stuff anyway so might as well put it into good use." Jodi insisted as she deliberately browsed the catalogue beside Shantal. "And when you said putting it into good use, do you mean buying an Android Partner? Nah... Not my thing."

I guess I’ll just have to bring my plan one step forward. Right after I tap onto the Add Friend button, I tap on Message and start typing. >HotGuy InTheBed: Hi. >HotGuy InTheBed: What a lovely evening. Once I’m done, I see his status turned online. I giggle at my phone as I wait for his reply. >JL Peyton: Who the hell are you? Woah. Is he this rude to a stranger online? But I am a hot guy in bed! With white hair he likes!

I replied, rolling my eyes. "Oh yeah right," He agreed with a frown. "But I do have an imaginary boyfriend," I added, trying hard to make out what I was saying. Words were just flowing out of my mouth without even asking for my permission. "Who's that?" He asked, looking amused. "Ian Somerhalder," I giggled. "I love him!" "Vampire, huh. Tough competition," He laughed and it was a very refreshing sound. "Now let's dance!" -----------------------------------------------------------------

It read: #CONTRACT_DEED_FOR_DATING #MRS_JOHNSON_AISHA I,.............accept the contract deal to be the boyfriend for Mrs Johnson Aisha for four weeks. During these four weeks, I agree to abide by the rules and regulations bond to me by signing this contract. These rules including: 1. No sex with Mrs Johnson till the four weeks of the contract has been concluded. 2. No sex with any outsider, be it male or female. As a boyfriend to Mrs Johnson Aisha, I promise to remain faithful to her alone and never to go out of character to cheat on her for any reasons whatsoever.

, I ask and she blushes on the spot. "I knew it." Elijah is the boyfriend she met online two weeks ago, but she claims that it's 'love at first text' "Oh come on, it's not that, I'm just really curious to know what he looks like in real life", she says as we reach the front door. "Yeah yeah whatever. Don't worry you can meet him whenever, I'll cover for you." "Really, bestie?" "Yes really", I tell her with a smile as she jumps and hugs me.

Finally, I sent a message to Rican. “Are you sleep?” He immediately replied. “No.” After thinking for a while, I replied, “Tomorrow, I am going to meet a net friend. Do you have a time to go with me?” He replied: “Alright!” Did he agree? I thought, ‘Ricky, as my boyfriend, would ask me if my net friend was a man or woman. He should mind me seeing that friend, shouldn’t he?’ But he didn’t do anything but agree to go with me to meet my friend online. I felt a little unsatisfied with him.

Less than ten minutes later, we sat across from each other with two greasy paper plates heaped with chicken wings and two sides of dip. “So, I did a little digging…” Bree began with no preamble. " I mean, rich guy from New York, there's sure to be something about him online. Social media pages and what not.” " Not sure I'm ok with you stalking my boyfriend but fine. And?” I waited while she tore into a piece and chewed. “And nothing. I found nothing." She replied finally. “What do you mean you found nothing?" “Exactly what I said. I found a handful of Zayne Blackwoods, none of them him. Your boyfriend doesn't exist on social media.”

My skin had been looking worse, too. To be honest, I felt like I was probably the only one who knew the real reason behind his bad mood, but I couldn't tell anyone. The boss had had his heart broken. And unfortunately, the one who broke his heart... was me. He didn't know that, though. It all started when my online boyfriend of two years wanted to meet up in person. We met on social media. He had posted something asking for advice. [Why can't I find a girlfriend?]