Romance Novel Hero Cheats With Best Friends Novels & Stories

“He was a total prince, like you said. Seriously. He was good with Jersey and my parents loved him. I think they’re ready to sign the adoption papers, actually.” “Fuck me. He’s usurped me as favorite friend of Quin, hasn’t he?” “Good word,” I say, smiling. “I got that app you told me about. That was the word-of-the-day today. I told myself I’d drink a shot of Southern Comfort if I could work it into a sentence before midnight.” “Cha-ching. Where’d you get the money to pay for said shot?” “Paycheck.” She’s smiling like a fool when she pulls away from the light. “Sleeping with the boss. Nice.”

“I want to know everything. How did you all fall in love with your partners?” “Oh God,” Ivy groaned, but she was smiling. “Do you really want to hear about how I fell for my brother’s best friend?” “Yes!” Emma said immediately. “All the details.” And soon I was gasping and clutching my glass of water with each of their stories. Mia’s forbidden attraction to her dad’s best friend. Emma falling for her protective and scary-looking bodyguard. Chelsea’s romance with the older lawyer who took care of her monetarily before becoming obsessive. Katie fell for her best-friend’s younger brother, who apparently had a crush on her since they were kids.

"Why?" "Because I don't want foolish feelings to ruin our friendship. You and Lana are the only close friends I have. I can't afford to lose any of you. You've helped me through this whole divorce drama. I don't know what I would do without the two of you." "People can be friends and lovers at the same time, you know?" He smiles. "And I think it's the best type of love. In books they call it, the friends-to-lovers trope. It's actually my favourite trope."

He chuckled again, but this time it was softer, like he thought I was being adorable instead of annoying, which made me want to throw something at him but also maybe pull him into bed and bite his shoulder at the same time. “Yes,” he said, stepping closer, his palm sliding around my waist like he hadn’t just been on the phone with a woman threatening murder five seconds ago. “He cheated on her with a blondie. A random girl from the club. She was just ranting to me about what she’d do to the girl if she ever saw her again. Nothing to worry about. Dramatic wives, you know how it is.” His fingers skimmed the curve of my hip through his shirt and his mouth tilted in that stupidly sexy way that m

She let out a whimper as she went through the comments that were flooding in faster than she could read: I knew she was too good to be true. So the rumors were true all along. Just that it's the two men, not just one. Using a tragedy to hide her filth. Poor Hayden. He gets paralyzed, and his wife brings her lovers into his bed. Being a gold digger isn’t enough. She had to be a cheater, too. Disgusting whore Her breath caught. “They’re…” she swallowed. “They’re saying…” She could not even finish it.

Could it be possible that he had someone and I was merely the convenient girl warming his sheets till we get back to Philly? No. I shook my head, trying to silence the storm. No, Roman wouldn’t do that to me. He was my best friend. My anchor. Besides, he didn’t date. He didn’t believe in it. He had flings, sure—casual, transactional little flames that never lasted long enough to cast a shadow. That was different. That wasn’t… this. And yet the thought wouldn’t go away. It burrowed deeper, leaving a sting in my chest.

The type that stirs your stomach. "Let me give you a ride," He offered. "Go fuck yourself," I blasted him, yanking myself away from his grip. "Or better still, go fuck Esthel. That works better for you, right?" Esthel was my best friend and the girl he cheated on me with. They both did me so dirty, and I feel so stupid for ever trusting them. "It's not that simple, Alex!" He said with a hiss, heatedly coming after me. "So what if I fucked her? That doesn't mean I love her!"

"You had a different opinion when you decided to sleep with Natalie. However, I do have to thank you for cheating on me. I never would have known how small, short, and useless you were if you didn't!" Alarmed by my words, Justin exclaimed anxiously, "Stop spouting nonsense, Anne!" I wasn't bothered at all by his warning and continued to provoke him. "How dare you involve me in your messed-up bet? How dare you try to get me to beg you not to break up with me? You're the worst! "Why can't Chase and I get together? He's bigger than you, and he can last longer than you. He's the type of man that I would actually cry over if he broke up with me. I would actually beg him to take me back."

It was Flynn Darcy, a guy I knew back in college, who was one year older than me. In the end, I stayed in Salvania to keep my professor company, and Flynn let me rent the top floor of his house. Slowly, we became close. One night, we both drank too much and accidentally slept together. I felt embarrassed and awkward, so I planned to move out. However, Flynn dropped to his knees and proposed to me. As it turned out, he had been secretly in love with me since we were in college. Unfortunately, I was already dating Harry at the time. I had fallen head over heels for him and spared no attention to anybody else. Heartbroken, Flynn had no choice but to stay silent and give up.

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?