No Boyfriend Problem Novels & Stories

“What’s it to you, huh? Why do you want me to have a girlfriend so bad?” Amelia hesitated. “I just don’t think it’s normal not to have anyone. I am literally your only friend! Don’t you want to have someone else you can talk to and share your feelings with?” “No. I don’t. I can barely tolerate you, so I am not interested in having friends. I enjoy being alone,” Nate said, his eyes turned dark. “I don’t believe that,” Amelia said, suddenly sounding tired. “That sounds pathetic. Stop being a loser, Nate Wolf!”

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.

‘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.

For the past three years, I had been sponsoring a low-income student until he got into a top-tier university. To ensure that he could focus on his studies, I agreed to continue providing 1,500 dollars monthly to cover his cost of living. Less than a month after he started university, he texted me requesting to pay the rent for an apartment next to the university. I thought there was something wrong with my eyes. The text was quickly followed by a voice note. "My girlfriend doesn't like the fact that there are no private bathrooms in the dormitory. I've already found the perfect apartment. Help us pay the rent. It's only 1,200 dollars a month." When I did not reply, he said, "My girlfrien

“You know I don’t have the budget for that. And I don’t accept free stuff, Heather Falcon. I already owe you so much.” “Who’s asking you to pay it back?” she rolled her eyes at me. I pouted and leaned against her like a kid, wrapping my arms around. “Are you brokenhearted?” Heather stroked my hair gently. “Did you and that boyfriend Sevi keep talking about, broke up?” I frowned. “I don’t have a boyfriend.” “Then what’s the problem? If it’s about money, you know I can always lend you—” “It’s about Sebastian.”

Shane said and Layla nodded. " Yeah.. " Layla muttered sadly. " Come on.. we got a solution already " Mirah said but Layla shook her head. " That's just the least problem being solved. They still wanna know who my boyfriend is. I obviously can't tell them Shane's one rich millionaire. What do I do? " She asked frustratedly. T B C

"Probably a good idea. Otherwise it might get weird." "Weird how?" "Olly, I'm pretty wound up after this chat. Really, really, wound up. I think you can imagine the rest." "Aching?" "You simply cannot imagine," I moaned. "Yep. You need a boyfriend." "I don't need a fucking boyfriend," I retorted. "Boyfriends come with drama." "A girlfriend then?" "Same same but different." "Robo-lover 9001 Sport Edition?" "Does it come with a vibrating dick? Because otherwise I'm sure it will be a great door-stop."

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.

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.