Protective Boyfriends Novels & Stories

He stopped and sighed heavily. "Mr. Adrian, my mummy doesn't have a boyfriend and she's beautiful and hard-working. That's why I want you to be her boyfriend and protect her anytime someone tries to bully her." The little boy explained, his voice gradually fading as he closed his teary eyes to force the tears back. “Hey. Don't cry little boy. I'm all here for you.” Adrian said softly, gently patting the little boy in his back. He rolled his gaze between the little boy and the resume in his hands, now he's already getting upset that of all the tools to use to get close to him, it's so disgusting that some women can go as far as using innocent children to achieve their aims!

The guys were getting restless, they had probably gotten out through my window, i could feel their presence through the thin walls, their energy pressing in, waiting for any sign that I needed them. She looked towards the door, then back at me. “Those three boys…are they really your mates?” “Yes.” I lifted my chin. “And they didn't run when my heart became intense. They didn't use me and leave, they stayed and protected me, they are put there right now because they don't want me facing this alone.” Something like regret flickered across her face. “I told you once that you would be used and dumped, looks like I was wrong about that part.”

When pack members tried to touch him or carry him, he would cry out in discomfort looking for his mother's scent. The Alpha's friends, Andre and Adam had playfully concluded the boy was just as snobby and arrogant as his father but you see the twin sister, she was the very opposite of him. The twins had a dyadic relationship as one was gentle and the other was wary. Even at such a very tender age, the boy child was very protective of his sister. His little fingers would wrap around her chubby ones as they slept. Caia didn't mind, in fact, she basked in her brother's protection letting out small giggling sounds anytime he was near.

Haruto asks. "I'm okay." "She didn't break you?" Julian asks. "She tried. I didn't let her." Marcus wraps his arm around me. "That's my girl." "No," I say. "That's our girl." He looks at me. At Haruto. At Julian. "Yeah," he says. "That's our girl."

Jay said. I turned around. "Scared of what?" "Of losing you." His eyes were wet. Tears streamed down his face. He wasn't even trying to hide them. "You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Maya. Both of us. We didn't want to hurt you." "Then why did you?" Neither of them answered. Because there was no answer. There was no excuse good enough. No explanation that would make it okay. I looked at my brother. The boy who taught me how to ride a bike. Who held my hand at Mom's funeral. Who promised to always protect me. Who promised to never let anyone hurt me.

I'm presuming this is the asshole boyfriend! I'm desperate to get rid of the smirk on the attractive boy's face. He has the audacity to touch what is mine. Because of the change in my manner, I can see Kyle on full alert as well. He knows I'm going to unleash my wrath on this jerk any minute now. "Elliot, this is Matt, my boyfriend. Matt, this is Elliot, my dearest best friend, who I'm telling you about." And fuck if I don't see red right now. I'm the best friend. The fucking best friend only, while the asshole is the boyfriend. I so badly want to kill the person who invented the word best friend! When can I ever get out of this best friend zone?

He'd chased me for three months, waiting outside my dorm every morning with a breakfast burrito and a latte from the campus café. Back then, I thought he was the one. Then, little by little, things changed. He said I was too controlling. Paranoid. Going out with girls from his club was work. Lunch with female classmates was him looking out for younger friends. Liking girls' posts was basic etiquette. Looking at pretty women on the street was just instinct. "You can't expect my eyes to be on you all the time." He really said that. He always told me I was overthinking. Now I knew better.

Yet she seemed to find it ever so amusing. “I have a huge group of friends for that too.” I reminded them of the large group of children from their friends, many of which were the boys I had assumed my Dad was referring to. All of whom were overly protective of each and every girl within the group. It was crazy. It was a good thing we were blessed with a fated mate or else none of us girls would stand a chance of a guy getting within an inch of us with our personal bodyguards!

interesting like something worth exploring. I observed them calmly. The guy seemed frightened, jealous. He was making expressions and clenching his jaw as if he could scare me away. She, on the other hand, had a smile on, though by the looks of things, she did seem confused. Oh, shit, was she really in love with this nerdy guy? "Ray, this is Elliot, my—" "Boyfriend," he interrupted before she could continue. I have heard that nerds can be protective of their women. "A question," he asked, stepping forward just as I reached for my cigarette. "No smoking here," he said, sternly.

,” shouted Allyssa. The boys gather around her and locked Allyssa inside of them. “Don’t be. We are here to protect you with our lives!”, everybody nodded their heads in unison. “Simply because one of us might be your mate in the near future”