Protective Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Kristina muttered softly to ian who smiled at her. "She is my girlfriend and I am sorry, I think you should leave," "What?" Michael frowned. "Yeah, what?!" Kristina face was in question. What is he doing? Why would he stand up for me when he hardly stands up for any girl. He looks down on girls and f*ck their p*ssies anytime he wishes. Why is he now being so overprotective?? "Do you want me to show you a prove that she is my girlfriend?" Ian questioned and Michael frowned deeply.

“Let me explain something to you, I’m an Alpha and I don’t need your protection. I certainly don’t want or need you to jump in front of me in a fight and protect me. Are we clear?” I watch as her eyes go from wide to narrowing in her anger. “No Richie. Let ME be clear. I’m a Guardian. Protecting the pack, protecting Alphas is what I do.” She jabs a finger into my chest. “And guess what, I don’t care if you don’t like it. It’s who I am. And if you think because I’m your girlfriend that you can suddenly…”

Upon hearing that, she pinches his arm hard. "Say that again?" "Flat." Feeling angry, she stomps her feet on his. "Mad at me?" he asked. "Why would I? I'm not going to be your girlfriend after all," she said with a plain voice. "Well, of course, you're not. I already had a girlfriend. But, you will always be my 'weak princess' that I need to protect." "Urgh..fine! I'll find someone that can protect me later! Humph!"

Ayden paused for a moment before answering, "This is Natasha Davis, my girlfriend," Ayden replied in a gentle voice. Natasha smiled at them sweetly making them smile back. Eleana who was chatting with Mrs David and another woman called Naomi Watts, felt her heart tighten hearing the word, my girlfriend. Even after such a long period, even after hearing the same word over and over she was still not used to it. Every time she heard him introduce Natasha as his girlfriend, she would feel her heart shatter and her world crumble down. It was a continuous reminder of the betrayal, heartbreak and humiliation.

“It makes me proud to call you my girlfriend.” Riana grinned sheepishly and bounced on her heels. She loved it when he called her his girlfriend and loved it more when he smiled doing it. He wasn’t placating her just to make her feel significant. She knew in his heart he actually meant it. He sobered, grabbing her bushy ponytail. “But it frightens me knowing that one day, someone might take advantage of that big beautiful heart and destroy it. I wish I could protect you from that.”

She jerked away abruptly, and I bit my lip seeing that we were surrounded by these guys, but before I could say anything, Vincent suddenly arrived. "You wouldn't even want to try with her, believe me," he replied, annoyed. "So, as a friendly advice, step away." "Is she your girlfriend?" questioned the dark-haired young man who was touching my friend. "No, but I'll protect her, and if I see you at the distance you're at now from her again, consider yourself dead," replied Vincent, making him leave our side in a matter of seconds. "Wow, you're intimidating," said Chloé, laughing, looking at him admiringly.

Then he turned to the room and announced: “Let me introduce you all—this is my girlfriend, Seraphina.” He paused for effect, then added with a chuckle, “Though sometimes she doubles as my personal assistant.” Seraphina stared at him, dumbfounded. What is this sudden public declaration? But after that initial daze, she quickly realized the reason behind it. He was protecting her. Claiming her as his girlfriend meant no one in the room would dare mess with her—not even George. The moment she realized this, a warm flush of emotion washed over her—part happiness, part heartbreak.

“Especially you Allysia” What! Girlfriend? My heart stuttered, then took off, slamming so hard I was sure he could feel it through the hand still wrapped around mine. The room went silent again, but it was a different kind of silence this time. With shock written on everyone’s face. Allysia’s mouth fell open. “No.” She shook her head fast. “No, that’s not… she can’t be your girlfriend. You’re just saying that to protect her. There’s no way she’d ever be your—”

I replied, not intending to make a drama about this matter, as there were always options. He seemed surprised, as if not expecting me to accept his ideas quickly. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "Yes, Matt. I know what you're dealing with is one of the most dangerous creatures in this world. And I clearly won't put myself in danger. So, yes, and go now. Do your job and protect your territory. And me." I purposely said the last word a bit seductively to ease the atmosphere. "Of course, I will protect you. You're my girlfriend now."

Jake said. "What? I can't do that. You're stronger than me so why can't you protect yourself?" I asked him. What was going on in that brain of his? I shuddered at the thought. "You have to pretend to be my girlfriend. Just for a while until she stops throwing herself at me." Jake begged. Now I was confused. How did I benefit form this? "Who's the girl?" I asked. "You don't need her name. Just know that she's a whole lot crazier than Elena. That girl takes grade A bitch to a whole new level." He said.