Protective Girlfriend Novels & Stories

She pressed her fingers to her mouth for a second, her eyes searching mine like she was memorizing every line of my face. “I’ve spent so long protecting myself,” she said finally, her voice thick. “Building walls. Keeping score. Telling myself love was just another way to lose. But you… you walked through every defense I had and never once made me feel small for having them. You stayed. Even when I pushed. Even when I didn’t know how to let you in. You made me believe I could be loved without conditions. Without an expiration date.” She took one trembling breath. “So yes.” Her voice cracked on the word, then steadied. “Yes, Lucian. I’ll be your girlfriend. For real. No games. No safety nets.

The look in his eyes was pure cold, ruthless, and ready to ruin anyone who dared to touch what was his. "I am scared," I whispered, reaching out to touch his hand on the gear shift. He caught my hand for a brief second, squeezing it so tight it almost hurt. "Don't be. You aren't just the girl from the diner anymore, Ivory. You are my girlfriend. And I protect what’s mine."

I know how the people in this school worship their friend group. No one’s bothered me yet, but I don’t think it will be long before anyone starts targeting me just by being David’s girlfriend. I might just end up dead if they incorrectly surmise that I’m with Brad, too. I’ve been in a lot of fights. But even I know that jealous, vicious high school girls are forces to be reckoned with. “What do you need?” I ask Brad. “A bodyguard,” Brad replies. I knotted my forehead in confusion. “I need a bodyguard for a day.” Brad continues, “And in return, I will protect you. I talked to Kier about it, and he will protect you, too. David, of course, will have your back no matter what.”

She was my princess, and I knew she will rule my heart like a queen when we will grow old. I am smart, brave, and very over-protective of the person whom I love. I love the concept of saving the damsel in distress. But then everything went down the hill when I discovered who my girlfriend is. My Girlfriend had kept one of the biggest truths of her life from me. My Girlfriend was never a damsel in distress. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen!

"I know I shouldn't have meddled in, you must have had your plan. I'm really sorry about that but... But I know that right now, you are being pressurized to get married forcibly. So, I... I want to suggest something." "What is it?" "If you have a partner now, nobody can force you to marry someone so you can be free from the pressure and these women will stop coming to you. So... So, I was saying that I can pretend to be your girlfriend." "What do you want in exchange?" "In exchange, I want you to protect me from any harm or any threat. What I mean is... As you know, my ex..." "I can give you the protection you want but right now, I don't need a fake girlfriend."

the caption reads: “Aiden kincaid spotted shielding his mystery girlfriend last night romance is in the air? #AidenMysteryGirlfriend #ProtectiveAiden #NewPowerCouple” i scroll further my pulse picking up speed.every major gossip site entertainment page,and fan account has picked it up.My feed is flooded—photos, slowed-down clips, endless theories. Some have drawn red circles and arrows like it’s a crime scene, speculating who the girl might be. In each picture, Aiden looks effortlessly composed, like the chaos doesn’t touch him. His arm is still around me in every frame, that same stance—protective, deliberate. The angle hides my face perfectly, but somehow it doesn’t matter. The mystery mak

I didn't realize she'd be at the party too. "What?" Ryder looks at me with surprise. "Your girlfriend is staring me down," I whisper. Ryder looks even more confused. "What are you talking about?" "That girl, Cassandra or whatever, she is staring at us," I say. Ryder grins. "Cassie? She is not my girlfriend." I raise an eyebrow in disbelief. "Really? She warned me about you when we first met, and now she's giving me the evil eye." Ryder shakes his head. "Cassie is just a friend. She's a bit overprotective, but she means well. She's been looking out for me since we were kids."

The girl said. I recognized the voice. It was the same person who bad mouthed me during the last combat training session we had. I heard them quite alright but I couldn’t react. I needed to focus on my training,plus, arguing with them wouldn’t do me any good, only my getting stronger and proving them wrong would silence them. “Does she think she’s stronger now after fighting alpha Aiden?” She asked with a hiss. “I heard she’s his girlfriend.” Her partner in gossip replied

As I am about to speak, I hear a voice I recognise behind me. “Aimee, I don’t know you guys covered hospital news now”, Kyle says, and I roll my eyes and turn around looking at him. “Hi Kyle, I’m not here for work”, I say, and he frowns as I turn my attention back to the secretary. “I am his son's girlfriend”, I say, crossing all the fingers and toes that I can, hoping that she will believe my lie. Well, technically it’s not a lie, or is it? What are we? We are not even engaged yet, “I’m a friend of the family”, I say straight after, and she frowns, asking my name again.

I waited until she settled not letting her sniffles get to me. "Jace if I'd stayed we would've all been hurt." Just as I thought! "No, because I would've been there and I wouldn't have let anything happen to you. The fact remains you didn't listen." She was scared as shit not knowing what to expect and had I not continued rubbing her back she would've tightened up again. I kissed her neck wondering what the fuck she'd done to me. I've had girlfriends since the age of fourteen, or maybe younger, and not once have I ever felt this overwhelming need to protect, to own, to possess.