Novel Friends Novels & Stories

, Anjali asked. " Yeah!! Sure but grandma I want to ask you for something ", Alex asked with puppy eyes. " Anything for my precious grandson ", Anjali pulled his cheeks. " Grandma, could you please allow my friend's new friend to live with us, I promise he will not create trouble, I want his company because I am bored of being alone in this big villa ", Alex asked. " Ok!! But who is your new friend?? ", Anjali asked with a curious face. " Brandon!! Bring my friend ", Alex asked his butler whom he ordered to bring his new buddy to his home.

They were all that I have ever known. I paused for a moment, considering a small photo frame on my nightstand. It was a picture of me, Lillie, and Elena during one of our adventures. It was the last one that we took together with our families, knowing about our friendship. I never understood what changed so much with all our families. They used to be fine with us being friends when we were kids, but the older we got, the more they kept us apart, telling us that we were too different and our kinds should never mix. I remember the first time they tried to keep us apart. I was only 12, and I was so excited to be going to see them, but as I walked out into the dining room to tell my parents wher

I can not get what I want, I can not like others who in an instant can get many readers. On this path that is not bright enough, I think I would like to go to the world of my novel. I want to enjoy my life, and be able to chat with a good vampire king. Yes, I created the main character in a novel and then made him a friend in my life. Yes, this is my life. I do not have many friends, even the word 'friend' as very heavy in my life.

I had completely forgotten that I was going to facetime with Faye and Anne, until they popped up on my screen. "Long time no see!" Anne grinned at me. "Hey, guys." I greeted them, struggling not to seem homesick, even though I could feel it washing over me again. "This is Tessa, she's my number one enemy." Tessa sat down next to me and smiled at my two idiot friends. "Nice to meet you girls." "We know that you two are friends dummy." Faye rolled her eyes at us. "Your every move is all over the news. Your friendship is even in politics."

I pulled my hands back. "What are you doing to me?" I mumbled to myself. "I just want to-" the bell interrupted him. "It's time to go, Noah. C'mon!" He spoke, trying to pull me up. I freed myself because I didn’t feel like going. "I never had friends before. Yeah I have Keith, Isaac, Jessica and Anna but you, you are something else. We are close in different way. Are we friends?" I turned my head towards him, wishing I could see.

Friends: 23 (Mainly At University) Close Friends: 2 (Andrea Roman, Rory Jameson) Relationships: None Known at Present. Sexual Orientation: Not Known

On my wedding day, I had just stepped onto the aisle when a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd. "Take it all off, and she's got a body on her! Look at her face, like she's enjoying it!" I turned toward the voices and saw my ex-husband's photos of me blown up across the giant screen. They kept changing, one after another, explicit and impossible to ignore. All around the room, phones were already coming up as people started taking pictures. My hands began to shake. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mother collapse. Behind Leon Coleman, Allison Fleming slapped her thigh and raised her voice, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Oh, wow. Leon showed these to the guys yesterda

Augustus' P.O.V. I couldn't get away fast enough from Nova. She had me feeling all kinds of ways that I was not used to. It threw me for a loop. This is Nova we are talking about. Pulled on my hair to annoy me when we were young, Nova. Carried around a raggedy teddy bear to fight off nightmares, Nova. She's my childhood friend. I need to get my d*ck to contain itself. We cannot have Nova. We can never mess that up. Nova is the only real friend I have, aside from Andy. So I'll make my way to the redhead beauty in the distance to distract myself.

Beside her were her two equally obnoxious friends, wearing matching neon green headbands. Lucille stopped short while a sneer spreading across her face as she saw us. "Well, well, well," she scorned. "Look who it is! The school loser and… the new school loser? Did you find a new dungeon to play house in, Nimue?" Her gaze flicked to Nadia. "And who might your new… friend… be?" She emphasized the word "friend" as if it were a foreign concept. Her two friends, Tiffany and Sarah let out synchronized snickers. I gritted my teeth, feeling my anger simmering inside of me.

The answer made everyone smile. Then she hesitated. Interesting. Very interesting. “I think I made real friends.” The room became quieter. Because somehow that mattered enormously. More than grades. More than awards. More than achievements. Real friends. The kind who stayed. The kind who remembered things. The kind who became part of your life story. “Tell us about them,” Eleanor said. Nova smiled. “Emma explains astronomy even when nobody asks.” Reasonable. “Sophie pretends not to care about people but secretly cares about everyone.”