Real Friends Book Novels & Stories

The moment I stepped out, James stood up, plastering a fawning smile across his face. "Rena, are you okay? I should've taught my son better. I'm sorry you had to go through this." His wife chimed in, just as insincere. "Yes, Rena. Daniel's spoiled, but I know you're kind-hearted. Please forgive him." I looked at them, their fake smiles twisting in my mind, and a hollow laugh escaped my lips.

"I've been trying to tell you. That woman is Selena Langley. She runs half the investment world. There's no way she'd waste her time sneaking around with someone like you." I thought back to our wedding night. After Kayla left, I'd cleared everyone out. Everyone except Selena, who stayed where she was and didn't move. I'd had a little to drink, and I'd assumed she was the woman Kayla had sent. She was warm and easy to talk to, so I'd ended up sending away the actual IVF coordinator too, the older woman with streaks of gray in her hair. At some point that night Selena had said something about looking for someone. I'd told her, without an ounce of shame, that I was exactly who she was looking

"She said: I need to look at the woman who wrote this. I need to see that she is real." Adaeze felt that land somewhere. I need to see that she is real. She understood it. The book was honest in the specific way that made it feel, to some readers, almost too honest to have been written by a real person in a real life. The kind of honesty that seemed, from the outside, to require something beyond the ordinary capacity for self-exposure. The kind that made people need to see the face behind it to confirm that it was possible, that someone had actually been inside the experience she described and come out of it and was still walking around in the world.

On the day of our fifth wedding ceremony, the bride, Natalie Knight, was late yet again. A notification suddenly popped up on my phone: a trending post on the local city forum. [What's the most thrilling thing you've done after finally winning over the person you'd secretly loved for years?] The original poster answered his own question: [Becoming her husband, obviously. Then stealing her away from my childhood best friend at his weddings five times and going at it with her backstage at the ceremony until we couldn't see straight.] Amid a flood of angry comments, the poster went ahead and shared a photo taken afterward, both of them drenched in sweat. No faces were visible, but it was e

"This was written by a man who never met you. I will say so under oath." "Thank you," I said, and my voice broke, because it was the third time in a week that a stranger had stood between me and my family. "Don't thank me." He gave me a tired, crooked smile. "Eat something. You look like a ghost." The statements came in all afternoon.

I stared at her eyes for a long time. It was like meeting her past. No lies, no filters, just as she was. I woke up to the sound of my phone. "Come downstairs. I think I found something!" "This early? What are you talking about, man? What did you find?" "I think we found 'Fake Darian'!" "I’m coming," I said, getting out of bed instantly. I threw on some clothes quickly and knocked on Belinda’s door. "I’m coming." "Okay, I’m heading down. Don't be late!"

"You're disgusting! Get out of my way!" He hadn't expected me to curse him out, and his face darkened instantly. Without hesitation, I shoved him aside, took Jordan's hand, and headed straight out. Livio froze, staring as we walked away. Then he exploded. "Diane Ward, this is pathetic! You really think faking a marriage will force my hand?" "Fake marriage?" I snorted. "Whatever you say." His lips pressed into a thin line. "This has gone far enough! It was just a dumb bet. Do you have to make a fool of yourself like this?"

, Jack tells Sylvia about himself “ Sorry to hear that Mr Jack but I still request you to have a deeper look in this situation as I am damn sure that this company is hiding something from each and every one of us so please try and bring out the truth as early as possible”, Sylvia requests Jack But before I could reach on the next page I stumbled upon a fact which hits me like a shock which made me realize that the incidents about which I am reading in this book is happening to me in real life but the question before me was that how could this be real like how could a story of a book be real or it could happen in reality which almost shook the core of my mind

Dad is too powerful and influential to do those things. After changing clothes and removing my light make-up, I finished doing my night routine and lay in bed. I thought about Nathan Fuenter and his weirdness. I wonder what kind of person he is. I grabbed a book from my shelf and was about to flip its page when I heard a thud on my room’s veranda.

Feeling like you going to get married by tomorrow, it's powerful and amazing that it can't be compared to anything I guess. Well...I'm personally attracted by honesty, truthfulness, an open soul cause I'm open as hell! It runs in me, doesn't matter what it's about but I am, not going to lie about that and as soon as this book is on the market, my close people will agree on that note. Honesty makes life easier you know, very easy! Honesty can make you realize whatever you stress about that you shouldn't! Its actually a minor things, and that could make you feel better, knowing you aren't the only.one with that particular issue, it really feels great like " Oww really? I thought I was the only