My Two Best Friends Novels & Stories

In a way, I was glad I didn’t have to do it alone; my best friend was with me. Unsure of what we were after that day, I almost cried when he called me his best friend. I held back the tears because he was the crybaby, not me. Though there wasn’t a single trace of the crybaby I knew in him. I guess we all changed over the years – the three inseparable best friends – Flynn, Carson, and I. Even when Flynn and I were dating, the three of us still hang out, almost every day. Three troublemakers we once were.

What has Liam done to my best friends? . . ..*

“Guards died searching for you in the deep woods, having to fight rogues which were none of their business, but because of you, they fought until they died!” “I didn't ask for their help or anyone else, especially not yours.” “This is precisely what I'm talking about. Selfish entitled bitch is what you are, and you are never going to change your name, I can't believe my parents really thought you could be the Luna of this pack.” “Why didn't you tell me everything? I thought we were best friends” “Best friend? You are better off as an enemy than just a friend, I would have killed you if it weren't for Theo.”

Mia I shudder, spur my eyes open and then exhaled softly. Racing was the past but for Cole, I was willing to break my promise. My fingers had turned cold as I couldn't move. I didn't even know the race had began until a call came through which I subconsciously answered. "You can back down Cole if you can't do this, I gat you man" miles muffled but I terminated the call immediately, not ready to listen to anything. They were best friends and stick to each other like leeches that sometimes they're mistaken to be gays.

He doesn't have to. I already know he does. With one last glance over my shoulder, I head toward my drunk, out-of-control friends, certain he'll keep his word—and that I'll see him again soon.

BOOK TITLE: My Best Friend and I Both Had Super-Male Babies AUTHOR: Marionette When my best friend and I went for prenatal checkups, we both found out we were carrying babies with the super-male gene. The doctor advised us to terminate the pregnancies. I immediately went through with it, but my best friend was hesitant. I kindly advised her, "This child will ruin your life someday." She reluctantly agreed. Later, her husband cheated on her and tried to justify it.

He says and I try to rein them in. "I'm not crying over him. I'm crying over the fact that one of my best friends went behind my back, fucked my boyfriend and neither one of them said anything. That was weeks ago, Quinn!" I cry and he shooshes me gently, running his fingers through my hair as I calm down. "You deserve better, sweetheart. A better man and better friends." He says and his words soothe my shattered heart. I hold him tighter thinking maybe, just maybe I've found both in the same person.

When I got home, Tristan was in the kitchen cooking. He looked up when I walked in and smiled. “You’re back? How was the trip?” “It went well.” I changed my shoes, set my suitcase aside, and walked over to him, glancing into the pot. It was my favorite pork ribs. “What’s the occasion?” I asked with a smile. “I missed you.” He turned and kissed my forehead. The second his lips touched my skin, my stomach lurched. The same hands that had killed my best friend were cooking for me.

Under the twinkling stars, our friendship deepened, and I couldn't help but feel that no matter what the future held, as long as we had each other, we would find our way through the infinite mysteries of life. "You see that constellation right there? I think it looks like a giant ice cream cone." Crislynn giggled, her voice carrying a note of mischief. "And that one over there? Definitely a celestial pizza slice." We burst into laughter, our voices filling the quiet night air once more. Crislynn turned to me, her expression more serious. "We have been through so much together. High school is ending soon, and we will be going our separate ways. But I want you to remember that no matter where

I blurted out suddenly, tears stinging my eyes. Dam reached for my hand immediately. “Don’t say that,” he said softly. “Shh.” I turned toward him and pressed my index finger against his lips. “Let me finish.” He nodded. “I had two best friends,” I began quietly. “We’d been inseparable since we were five. Same schools, same birthdays, same everything. We were like sisters. But everything changed when we got to the university.” My voice trembled, but I continued. *** Five years ago