No Boyfriend Since Birth Novels & Stories

I secretly envy the people who got to spend their lives next to her. "You probably know my father is in the cells, so he's around. He's one of the founders of the Alliance, so no one will let him go. Unfortunately, it's taken me years to understand that I've been on the wrong side all this time, but I'll do my best to prove to everyone that I know my place now. My mother died when I was an infant, so I can't tell any stories about her. I wish I could, but the only thing I know is that she was a gorgeous woman. I don't know where her grave is or anything about her past. It was always just my father and me, so no siblings either. And the children topic- you're right, I don't have any. Alpha is

She never had a boyfriend till she was out of highschool so we came to that assumption. " Ever since you stop talking to me, I didn't really get much admirers, I also broke up with Jack, my boyfriend and since then I'm yet to get into another serious relationship. Now that we're back to being friends, I think it's time for me to get back in the game". " Marina..." " It's just that, I see the way you and your Ethan talk to each other on the phone and I want something like that for myself, I've been single for way too long. "

A guy's voice suddenly said from behind me, cold and firm, slightly familiar but I didn't turn back to look. “Y-you think I'm pathetic?” I sniffled, my nose thick with snot. “I-I don't blame you. But try falling in love, summoning courage to confess, and then get rejected, maybe then you'd feel pity for me.” Using the back of my palm to clean off the tears that kept coming, I continued. “I-its been eighteen years, eighteen long years and I've never had a male friend, least of all a boyfriend.”

“No. Besides, you’re not my boyfriend.” “Even so.” She didn’t even have any poise while eating. “Ah, I don’t know. I’ll do what I’m comfortable with. Besides, I don’t have a boyfriend, so it’s okay.” “You don’t have a boyfriend or have never had one?” She stopped eating and stared at him for a moment. He bit his lower lip. It was too late to take back his question. “N-no...,” she said in a soft voice. “Since birth.”

We were happy for nearly five years until her life was cut short. Unfortunately, she was not my true soul mate. However, we never let that come between us. I had lived for thousands of years without a soul mate. Marael was the closest I came. After she died, I was so alone. I pledged to never fall in love or be intimate with anyone again. Eventually, I slipped-up. I was having a low moment in my life, which resulted in a one-night stand. Which, I found out a few days ago, resulted in the procreation of my daughter Nevaeh. At first, I was surprised by her existence. However, now, I’m contented to know that I was given such a precious gift. I no longer feel alone.

That photo has followed me like a ghost for eighteen years, his little-boy grin watching me grow into the woman I am now, still waiting, still wondering. I’m twenty-six years old. I’ve never been with a man. Not once. Not even a kiss… until last night. And the irony? I’m not single, yet I’ve been single since birth. My parents own the rights to my heart, and my life has been curated like a museum exhibit, homeschooling instead of high school, no real friends except those my parents vetted, and a silent countdown to a wedding with a man I have never met. Well, technically, I met him on paper, in pixels, as an eight-year-old boy trapped in a photograph.

"If I hadn't been a coward and backed off, you'd never have ended up with him. You'd never have spent three years getting hurt." As he spoke, his wet eyes turned to me, and his hands reached out, testing, like he wanted to pull me in. I smacked his hands away and straightened him back up. "Just talk. What happened then?" He sat back down, looking wounded, his back slumping a little, his voice smaller than before. "Noah said he didn't know how to win a girl over. He was scared he'd say the wrong thing." "So he asked me to build him a Boyfriend Assistant, something to teach him what to say and how to reply to you."

I took a slow breath, choosing my words carefully. “He was my boyfriend. My first real boyfriend. We were together in high school. Then one day he just… disappeared. No explanation. His family wouldn’t tell me anything, and he never reached out. Today was the first time I’ve seen him in six years.” Dante nodded once, his thumb stroking the back of my hand in slow, deliberate circles. The gesture was soothing, but his eyes remained dark. “He’s the past then. He should remain there. And he better not cross any boundaries, or I will cripple him.”

Two of my crackhead friends already had, and it would fuck me up if another one did too. "It’s a no-one," I chuckled, scooping Baby off his lap. "Come on, let’s go to bed." "You’re not seeing anyone and you’re hiding it from me, right?" Carlos sneered, reluctantly standing up from the couch. "Don’t be ridiculous. I told you I won’t be seeing anyone until I have my life figured out," I said, making Carlos smile a little. When he did, I almost wished—for a second—that the thing with Damien was real. I hadn’t dated anyone since high school, and I missed having someone I could call my boyfriend.

Am I right? Back inside the My Dream Boyfriend app, I’ve always been a high-maintenance, nearly vain BF. But, as you can imagine, I’ve had to do away with most creature comforts since I was banished to the Dark Ages. Just to give you an idea, I have absolutely no wi-fi, no Nextflix, no digital running water, no penicillin or tetanus shots. OK. I think you get the point and stopped at wi-fi.