Online Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Amanda pov My name is Amanda Dawn and I am part of the lightshade pack. Every year our alpha throws a finding your mate party and all unmated she wolfs must attend. Males from all over come to see if they can find their mate. I hate this cause ever since sixteen I haven't found my mate. I have in fact given up cause now I'm nineteen and still alone. This is so fucking boring but I comply with my mom who orders I go with her cause if not she makes my life hell.

, Irene chuckled; best friend? “ What kind of best friend sleeps with her friend's fiancé?” she yelled at the top of her lungs. Alex was lost for words at the moment. Her alcohol intake was a torture to his mindset. It'll be hard to win her over. Does she even feel a spark for him at all?.

Olivia joined her, feigning coincidence. “Looks like we’re partners,” Olivia said with a wide grin. Angelie returned a polite smile. “Seems so.” “I’m Olivia West. Does the name sound familiar?” Angelie shook her head. “No, I’m afraid it doesn’t.” “Hmm, must be new to this world,” Olivia mused, doing a fake laugh. “Too bad. You should know me by now. I came with my soon-to-be fiancé. His name is Jeff Lu. That name rings a bell, right?”

I said, then groaned a bit as Hela was now licking the full length of my thick flesh like a lollipop. I don't know what's wrong with the bitch. I am sure she knows it is her boyfriend I am facetiming but instead of feeling guilty it's as if that was making her act even naughtier and wilder. Crazy to think that moments ago before we even started anything she was acting all doubtful about the whole thing. Women!! They are like chameleons. You can never know their true colors “Liam. You should really get a girlfriend. You can't keep sleeping around with different girls every day, forever. That's not right."

The 3 PM all-hands meeting was already underway when Audrey Mitchell, the CEO's wife, shoved the door open, her expression cold as ice. She marched straight at me and slammed a photograph onto my laptop keyboard. It was taken in a luxury hotel lobby. A young woman was trying to wrap her arm around Benjamin Mitchell, our CEO, while he held his hands up in a gesture of resistance. "Dylan, is this your girlfriend?" More than a hundred people packed into the conference room, collectively holding their breath. The room went dead silent. Beside me, my intern, Zoe Brooks, slowly pushed back her chair and stood up. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were red. "Dylan, last month in the break r

"How about you tell me how some random woman walked herself in here?" Her friends got up too, looking me over. A girl with bleached hair sneered. "Viv, is this the freeloader you were talking about? She's back?" "God knows why." Vivienne folded her arms. "Mooched a meal off my boyfriend at the restaurant, got kicked out. Now she's trying to mooch a house." "Listen, lady. Stay away from my boyfriend. Don't think a few years on him gives you any leverage. He's not going to fall for some old trick."

I asked her as I took a sip out of my gin cocktail. “No and I am sure you are Gideon Patton” she laughed, she took her hand away from me. “Yeah…” I stared down at my phone again, the woman leaned on the counter and my gaze fell on her. Then to her exposed cleavage, if I wasn't in a fake relationship. She is the type of woman I do hook up with. “Is your girlfriend with you?” She asked, my eyes snapped to her face. “No, she is not” I answered her,

I spent years loving Cole Lannister, my best friend and the hockey star who never saw me as anything more than a girl who would always be there. Until he slept with my female best friend and turned my confession into the biggest joke on campus. Homeless, humiliated, and desperate to prove I could live without him, I made a deal with the one man Cole hated most: his cousin, Hakeem Lannister, the rival hockey captain who offered me a free apartment in exchange for pretending to be his girlfriend. Making Cole jealous was supposed to be easy. Falling for Hakeem wasn't part of the plan.Because the more I pretended to be his, the harder it became to remember I wasn't. And when both cousin

Another pause. Then he burst out laughing. I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it in disbelief. “Are you finished?” I demanded when he finally stopped. “Not even close.” I could hear him struggling to catch his breath. “Alaric Wynn, the man who looks like he'd rather swallow broken glass than speak to me, wants me to pretend to date him?” “It's one dinner.” “Are you sure you called the right person?” “I know exactly who I'm calling.”

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