One Year Anniversary With Boyfriend Novels & Stories

"I'm your boyfriend." After years of putting my best into it. Larissa is permanently mine.

We’d been friends for almost eight years now, roommates for the last two. We met during grade school, went to the same university, graduated together, and stayed together while we both worked. I love that girl. She’s my other half. I call her Hubby and she calls me Wifey. Corny, right? I know, but it’s our thing. We’re inseparable. Still smiling, I opened my messages—half expecting Ethan to have sent me a cute anniversary paragraph, or even a voice note. But… nothing. No message. No missed call.

"You think you can hide the pregnancy from them?" That's about three months from now. My pregnancy won't start protruding but how long before everyone finds out? I breathe out. "I'll tell them and get it over with. What's the worst that could happen?" "I'll always have your back. I'll be there to support you." He smiles to himself. "What's tricking your fancy?" I lift my leg and hook it around his waist. He smiles at my leg hanging over his waist with a smile then start stroking. "Our one year relationship anniversary will be on your birthday."

Understand and understand each other, if Marcus can't seem to because every relationship Marcus always wants to spend time every day with his girlfriend. "What an expensive item and how much money you give her until she can understand you." The frown line was clearly imprinted on Arjeno's forehead when he heard what Marcus was asking, "You mean? I never gave my girlfriend any money, but if stuff... I once gave her a pendant as a gift for the anniversary of my relationship and my girlfriend's one-year-old relationship." "ONE YEAR?" Marcus asked in a loud voice, attracting the attention of the other friends. "Yes, next month is the anniversary of my relationship and my girlfriend's two years."

“So? What’s going on between you and my brother? Spill! I’m so excited!” She smiled shyly, put down her spoon, and I eagerly waited for her response. “Well, uhm… Vince is my boyfriend. We’ve been together for a while now. Actually, we’ll be celebrating our first anniversary next month.” I almost choked on my food. My eyes widened as I stared at her in shock. Oh my god. I had suspected that they were getting close and might even be in a relationship, but hearing it from her—plus the fact that they’ve been together for almost a year—was completely different! What the heck?!

"You—you're not my boyfriend!" He let out a low chuckle. "We've already started. Might as well finish?" "No… no thanks." Mortified, I wanted to disappear into the floor. I fumbled for my scattered clothes, threw them on, scrambled off the bunk, turned on my phone's flashlight, and bolted back to my own bed. My name was Anna Fletcher. I'd been with my boyfriend for three years, and he was taking me home to meet his parents for the New Year.

Sophia’s POV The cake box burned against my palms as I shifted my weight from one leg to the other. I’d been standing here for minutes, wondering if coming unannounced to my boyfriend’s place was a good idea. The last week had been rocky—he was always busy, always with an excuse, cancelled dates at the last minute and showed up late when he did come. It felt like we were slowly drifting apart, so I came here to mend what we once had. Jean and I had been together for more than a year.

"Do you know what today is?" George raised a brow. "Our anniversary?" I laughed. "No." He grinned. "Then I have no idea." I leaned closer, my forehead brushing against his. "It’s been exactly one year since you took back your Alpha title." George’s smile softened. "It feels longer." "Do you regret it?" "Never." His hands slid down to my back. "Not when you’re by my side." We sat like that for a moment, the quiet settling comfortably between us. Then George’s hand slipped to my stomach. His eyes darkened slightly. "How are you feeling?"

I tease, smirking. He frowns. “Don’t believe everything that idiot tells you.” “Mhmm, I wouldn’t have if you didn’t react the way you did. But it would be surprising if you didn’t move on. I mean, it’s been seven years.” “Of course, just as I assume you have,” he counters. I nod, my stomach sinking as I remember Phantom, my on-and-off boyfriend, if you can even call him that. Sometimes we don’t see one another for months.

================================ A year quickly passes by in a blink of an eye. At a certain French-Italian Restaurant. Dana checked her face at her compact mirror. Once she made sure that everything looks great, she excitedly steps out from her car, as she is walking her way to meet a special person in her life, none other than her boyfriend, Grant Montecarlo. They are going to celebrate their first year anniversary as a couple, and they are going to have a romantic dinner at this restaurant. It has been a year since they became a couple. Grant did everything and anything to show his love for her and to let her know of his clean intentions towards her. And she fell in love with her, and the