Romance Novel Hero Cheats With Best Friends Novels & Stories

But as fast as it came, it turned into a frown, "No. Tell me your problem, I'm going to be your future brother -not by blood- soon, Vanchel." With eyes widened, I blinked a lot of times before clearing my throat. "Okay." "Thank you." He nodded, "Go on." "Let's just say that I read a book where the main character loves her best friend. But her best friend loves another girl and asked help from his best friend and his best friend helped him and they got together and his best friend got sad and yet every time the best friend got a rocky relationship with the person he loves, he seeks help to his best friend and his best friend is always there for him and it's unfair." I rambled, trying to keep

"Let her make it about betrayal and victimhood. I didn’t destroy her. I just destroyed the illusion she married into." He looked at me for a long beat. "You're not going to stop, are you?" "No," I said simply, kissing his jaw. "Alejandro still hasn’t paid." He stroked my lower back, eyes burning into mine. "And what happens when he starts playing dirty too?" I smiled. "Then I get dirtier." We stayed there, tangled together on the couch, sipping wine and watching the empire burn. “Why do you talk like a fairlytale vilian” he asked, dragging a finger along my thigh.

The warrior lunged, and Liam sidestepped smoothly, grabbed the man’s arm, and flipped him to the ground in a single fluid motion. The watching warriors erupted in cheers. I bit back a smile. It was impossible not to stare. His chest rose and fell steadily as he extended a hand to help the fallen warrior back up. His hair was damp with sweat, falling slightly across his forehead. And under the morning sun, he looked…Ridiculously attractive. My eyes traced the muscles along his shoulders again. Strong, powerful and confident. Everything a woman could want in a man. And somehow, he was mine. I felt heat creep into my cheeks as my thoughts wandered.

"You care about my feelings but you're still—you're still going to date him. Going to—to be mates publicly while I—while I what? Watch? Pretend I'm happy for you? Be supportive best friend while you get everything I wanted?" "We're not trying to hurt you—" "But you are hurting me!" The anger broke through. Raw. Painful. "Hope, you're my best friend! You're supposed to—to be on my side! Support me when I'm hurting! Not—not steal the guy I like and call it fate!"

“One thing, to write a romance novel.” “Me too. Never liked those types of novels.” “There is one more type that I don't like.” “What type is that?” “Where the husband cheats his wife, and she faithfully prays that he will return to her and that they will live happily ever after.” “Just, look at our Lady Vertina.” “What's with her?” “The last time, I heard about her, she had three lovers and two husbands.” “Three lovers and two husbands? ” “Yes. Do you know, what's the best part?”

Instead, I bring out my phone and shoot a quick text to my best friend, asking her to come pick me up immediately. “I have no idea what she wants. Mason Lachlan is gorgeous, rich and sexy as hell. He’s Every woman’s dream. Despite the millions of women in New York, he just had to settle for the trash.” This comes from the first girl. My heartbeat gradually slows. All I feel now is annoyance…and a bit of hurt. Yeah, they’re right. Mason would never settle for the trash, which is why he cheated on the trash with his best friend who is high class and suits his high profile image to a goddamn T.

I'd wanted to know what a normal life felt like, so I'd kept that part of myself buried. When I met Samantha, struggling to get by but pushing through school anyway, I made her my best friend. When she couldn't afford the hot meals in the cafeteria, I'd pile extra food onto my tray every day and pretend I couldn't finish it, sliding it over to her. When she couldn't pay for school materials, I'd made up a story about winning a scratch-off and covered it for her. When guys from outside school started giving her trouble, I'd scared them off myself.

I wanted to wipe the cocky smirk off his face so bad. Wren wanted to be my friend and he didn't like that at all. Well, I could be Wren's best friend just to toy with Kai. I was going to be the devil in their stupid love story. I'll make Wren rethink her love interests.

, Irene chuckled; best friend? “ What kind of best friend sleeps with her friend's fiancé?” she yelled at the top of her lungs. Alex was lost for words at the moment. Her alcohol intake was a torture to his mindset. It'll be hard to win her over. Does she even feel a spark for him at all?.

“I’m saying. I don’t want to be in your past. Elle, I don’t want to be water under the bridge. I could have chosen you over two years ago, but I didn’t want to. The truth is, I didn’t want to betray my best friend’s trust, but what I did to you was worse than breaking his trust. I hurt his daughter, and there’s nothing crueller I could have done to him.” She stayed silent with her eyes fixed on her fingernails while she listened to him. “I love you, and I know it might be too late for it, but I do love you, and if given a chance, I would do better and be a better man.” She glanced up at him, but the emotion he longed to see was void, and all she had was the look of desire and lust. She raise