No Boyfriend Problem Novels & Stories

What the fuck! It was him. My boyfriend, Demonte Damelo. "Echo! Echo! What's wrong?" I heard the dull and bloated voice of Rebecca? Aish... Her drinking habits! "Nothing. I just had some nightmares," I shouted back pushing his hands out of my face. I knew that I would have more problems if I don't speak. "Should I come to your room?" she asked. No!No! She shouldn't come to my room. Not right now.

I blurted out and only when the words left my lips did I realize how irrational it sounded but the crazy thing is that, I actually Meant it. In my entire Twenty eight years, I've never had a reason to want a girlfriend but since after last night, I wasn't willing to let her go Hence my rather provocative question. It's either she suddenly didn't understand the words I just spoke or she found them so offensive that she couldn't stop the annoyed expression on her face. I mean, what's with this girl anyways? Anyone would kill to be my girlfriend and now here she is acting like I'd just sentenced her to some inhumane cruelty.

‘Is this your way of telling me you don’t want to be my girlfriend anymore? ‘Didn’t ever plan on being your girlfriend in the first place.’ A large hand shot out, gripping my chin and forcing my face towards his. The motion made the room swim. ‘What did you say?’ ‘What’s the problem? You said I could do things my way. That I didn’t have to be… responsible. About you.’ I poked a finger into the rock-hard wall of his chest. ‘Truth bomb time. I never really thought of you as a boyfriend. I’m freshly divorced, I’ve got my own money, I’m finally free. Why on earth would I volunteer for another complicated, high-maintenance mess? I’m not a masochist.’

It has been two days since I have been apart from my boyfriend, and I am reaching the limit of my patience. I never considered myself the clingy type. But then, I have never had a boyfriend whom I was actually in love with. It doesn’t help that Jester is ten times hotter than any mortal man I have ever seen (probably because he’s a god), and the fact we are currently navigating through a scandal in our relationship only makes it harder to keep my anxiety in check.

Neither did I. " So, how's your day?" he started. " Good except for one thing. My best friend has a boyfriend problem. She told me to leave her alone for sometimes. But I feel so sad for her." I told him my worries. " Oh, I see. This is why I never had a girlfriend. This types of emotions give us misery. Just give her some space, she will get better day by day." He advised me and I decided to change the topic. I need to divert my mind instead of thinking about Pearl.

“My boyfriend used to like that song once upon a time. Now, I don't even know who he is anymore. He's not the man he used to be.” My wolf was yiping with happiness inside of me. I hadn't even done much, and she was already saying what I needed to hear. Maybe the saying was true. Telling your problems to a stranger was better than telling somebody you knew very well. In the case of Alicia beside me, it had worked. “I'm sorry if I'm prying, but your boyfriend must be either crazy or mentally ill to abandon such a beautiful woman like you. Who is he?” She smiled shyly, then adjusted uneasily. I swallowed hard, waiting for her to say the words I desperately needed to hear.

not something someone with a gun should see before their morning coffee. "No, Victoria called. They need you to come in, something about Friday night rush ." poor Will, hated Cassie going into the hospital so late, despite knowing the blonde could handle herself. He still worried about his girlfriend. William had never been in a relationship this serious or even thought himself capable of it. There were times he was terrified just thinking about it. He vaguely remembered a talk his grandfather had given him about "finding the one." He could, with complete certainty, say that Cassie was his one.

I am only twenty-one and already I feel like I’m over the hill. I can’t get a serious boyfriend, I’m living in with some guy I can’t stand the sight of but turns my pussy into a hot mess of wetness, my brother has put a block on anyone seeing me. I groan. What hope do I stand? None, if I’ve got him and Brannigan on my back. Perhaps it’s just hockey players they don’t want me mixing with.

No, there’s none of that. This is the story about how I met my boyfriend’s girlfriend.

she says looking at me and putting her hand to her heart. “I would have invited you but my brother said you don’t want to be bothered.” Mina says a full look of disappointment directed at me. “Oh really?” Golden says her and Mina ganging up on me. “That’s because I know you have other friends you spend most of your time with. So I didn’t want to take you away from that.” I say smiling so that my message is received well. She has a very vocal, territorial boyfriend and I don’t want to be in the middle of all of that.