Protective Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"I am social. I have friends both male and female. The difference between you and my friends is that you are my lover. I don't get intimate with the girls except you. My friends are your friends too. Join us and be a witness to all that we do. "The way you were holding the tall girl yesterday, one would think both of you are in love," Jane said. "That girl is like a younger sister to me. I want to protect her from bad boys. I told you what her sister did for me when she was in her final year. It would be very bad of me to turn my back on her sister. Jane, I want both of you to be friends. See her as a sister and offer help in any way you can." "Introduce me to her as your girlfriend and watc

he said and I figured he thought I wanted to keep the girlfriend part secret, so I shook my head. "That is far from it Gavin." I said and he composed himself. "She is my girlfriend and I want her to be able to defend herself from supernatural beings if they ever attack her," I explained. "Why would anyone want to attack your girlfriend?" he asked, confused. Gavin had started drinking the orange juice he was served. I took a deep breath and stared at him for a bit, then I told him. "My girlfriend is John Hunter's daughter." Gavin spat out his juice, almost choking on it.

I complained and scratched the part she pinched. "It's your fault! Who said you can harass me?" She said, frowning. I threw my other hand to her shoulder and looked up again at Haruka's ride. My girlfriend is enjoying herself and screaming from her seat. "Well, that Saint Peter's agent is really different, isn't she? Look. She brought out the really clingy but sweet Natalia." "Stop patronizing me," she said. But I knew it was a hoax. "So don't worry there. I'm sure she can defend herself." I was trying to ease her worries. She nodded. "So, you two are really mates, huh?"

I felt cold and provoked. "I am not your boyfriend," I stated, my voice low, flat, and utterly final. "You are not my girlfriend. Stop saying that." Without another word, I turned my back on her sputtered protests. The world narrowed to a single point—Rory, standing there with Chad Anderson. Every protective instinct I possessed screamed at me to intervene, to put myself between them, to remind everyone—especially Chad—that she was under my protection.

I said softly. “We both know we wouldn’t have sex with each other if you are with someone. And I know you are the kind of person who will feel awkward acting out as a girlfriend to someone even if you’re paid to do it when you’re with someone else. You’re not an actress. You’re… specifically what I need for this. It meant the boyfriend would not understand and would get jealous. I’d feel the same if I was him.” I nodded. “You’re right. I will, too... vice versa.”

Yes, I know exactly what she wants me to explain. I called her my girlfriend. It was the heat of the moment, and I just said the first thing that came to mind. I didn’t like how the old asshole was talking to her. Though I mean shit, Cassidy didn’t need me to stand up for her. She didn’t need my protection from his harsh words. No. If anyone needed protection from harsh, cutting words, it was Mister Shiraishi. Because fuck, my girl has the sharpest tongue in the world. Her words are her blade, and it is always razor-sharp.

"Back off, Sarah. You've already done enough damage." "Oh, look," Maya says with a cruel laugh. "Luna's little bodyguard is here to protect her." "I'm not her bodyguard," Cassie says firmly. "I'm her friend. And friends protect each other from bullies."

No side distraction, just school. “ZOEY!” I jumped as I heard that infamous squeal which was my best friend Julie. I didn’t expect her to speak to me after the breakup I wasn’t really close to her after I started dating Orion. I did try to make our friendship work but Orion was jealous. He always wanted me to himself. It was pretty terrible balancing a possessive boyfriend and energetic friend and trust me I did a terrible job. My eyes swept over Julie and I noticed she was wearing her usual artsy style: big denim overalls covered in paint splatters, a white crop top underneath, and platform sneakers that made her almost as tall as me.

“You think I’d involve your sister in our agreement? We’re friends, Kevin. I plan on being your friend for a long time. The girlfriend bit is something we’re both working on, right?” He sighs, running a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry. I’m just really protective of her.” He nods toward Brianna, bouncing on the trampoline. “She’s grown attached to you quickly, and I don’t want her to get hurt.” I nod, understanding. “I get you. My life and screw-ups are mine. Not yours or Bri’s, okay?” “That’s still not what I mean. I’ll always be here for you.” He pulls me into a soft hug. His chest is warm against mine, and I lean in slightly, letting the scent of him fill me. I whisper, “You’re actually

Who should protect themselves by cutting all ties. Instead they were pulling her closer. Promising protection. Promising love. "I love you," she said. The words falling out. Raw. Honest. "All of you. So much. And I'm terrified I'm going to hurt you." "You won't," Alaric said. "We won't let you. We'll be careful. We'll develop protocols. We'll make sure everyone stays safe." "Including you," Aiden added. "Including protecting you from the people who want to use you."