No Boyfriend Problem Novels & Stories

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.

"What?" "I've been thinking about it since last night." He looked at me, calm and direct, the same way he'd looked at me in class — like I was something to be solved. "It turns out I need a wolf girlfriend. The rumors about my friends, the bullying stories — they're becoming a problem for my father. A vampire dating a shifter fixes it." He shrugged one shoulder. "And you need a boyfriend who actually exists. So we should make this real." I stared at him.

There was a brief silence between us, "So, It's valentine's day today. You didn't go out with your val…. I mean your boyfriend." "That's because I don't have one." "Nah, I'm not buying that. I don't believe it when beautiful girls like you tell me they're single." "Believe it or not, that's what it is." "Wow!" Hector exclaimed. "So, why don't you have a boyfriend?" "Because I can't stay put with one guy. I like to f**k around." Hector laughed in astonishment, "woah, you don't mean that, do you?"

"Yeah, I do. Lennox, you've had four other boyfriends before me, and I'm probably the worst one, without a doubt. But when it comes to sex—I'm number one, sure." "Sure," he responded, a slight quirk on his lips. Unfazed, I continued without missing a beat, "But being your boyfriend, it's just not my forte. I've been contemplating this for a while now. You deserve someone who can give you a real relationship, and I'm not that person." He shook his head once, still maintaining his calm and cool composure as he crossed his arms over his chest. "How long have you been agonizing over this?" he asked.

That’s all he’s ever supposed to be. It’s never happened before, not like this. I was too aware of him, too distracted. And I hated how it made me feel. Maybe I’m just not well. Maybe it’s a momentary lapse, something that will pass if I just throw myself back into my work and keep my head down. Or maybe… my mother is right. Maybe I do need to start seeing people again. The truth is, I’ve never had a real boyfriend. Just one brief relationship that fizzled out after six or seven months. He got bored with me, I got bored with him. It wasn’t love. It wasn’t anything, really.

“I’ve tried not to think about it, at least until Harken and I get a little further in our relationship. Who knows, maybe we aren’t meant for each other, and this will fizzle out before the end of the year anyway.” Priscilla rolls her eyes and scoffs. “The guy admitted to being in love with you for years. I don’t think it’s fizzling on his side anytime soon, so unless you’re worried about yourself, what is there to be so afraid of?” “Maybe it is myself I’m concerned about. I’ve never really had a boyfriend before, and from my experience dealing with Harken so far, he has some major anger problems and isn’t good at controlling his temper. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to live with that, or if

But it was my choice to make. Nathan asked me one night why I didn't have a boyfriend. "All my friends' moms have boyfriends or husbands" he said. "Why don't you Mommy." "Because I haven't met the right person" I said. "And I'm happy with just you and me right now." "What about Daddy" Nathan asked. "He doesn't have a girlfriend either. Maybe you and Daddy could be boyfriend and girlfriend." "It's more complicated than that sweetie" I said. "Daddy and I are friends but we can't be boyfriend and girlfriend."

Why was my love life a mess? Right from high school. All the guys that dated me always had one problem after another. Some were just too short, too ugly with non-satisfying dicks. While Joan always got the perfect boyfriends, the perfect male best friends and now a perfect husband. Perfect is an understatement. I looked up to the sky, trying not to let my tears drop. For days… weeks, if not months, I haven't had hot, mind-blowing sex because: 1. My boyfriend was always busy with work.

he said with a laugh. I frowned at that. I had girlfriends, didn’t I? I mean, I had a few work friends but I wasn’t close to many of them. Not close enough to talk about my relationship issues. “Oh, my God,” I breathed and looked at Wren. “I have no girlfriends. You are literally the only best friend that I have.” “Ouch.” “No!” I said sympathetically with a laugh. “I’m sorry. You know I didn’t mean it like that. Besides, it doesn’t change anything. This is weird. I can’t bitch to you about my boyfriend because he’s your brother.”

Approaching one of the colossal bouncers, I stated my intent, "I'm here to see Noah ." "Who?" he snarled, casting a cold gaze at me from behind his dark glasses. "EN. EN Taylor . He's... he's my boyfriend." The second bouncer sneered skeptically. "Yeah, sure. Do you have any idea how many women show up here every single night, claiming to be Dom's girlfriend or his baby mama?" "I suggest you move along and spare yourself the embarrassment," says the first bouncer. Exasperated, I asked, "What can I do to prove that I'm not lying?"