Ryan Destiny Boyfriend Novels & Stories

When Jax saw Ryan, he froze for a moment. Ryan frowned when he saw Jax. Why was this guy everywhere? Then it hit him—Jax was now Naomi’s boyfriend. Ryan gave him a once-over. The guy was wearing a white tank top and casual pants, with a faint shadow of stubble on his chin. It was clear he’d spent the night here. An inexplicable irritation surged up from the bottom of his heart. This guy had once had thoughts about Seraphina, and now he was all over his sister? What a player.

This was supposed to be over. "Carson Adair?" A man in a brown suit with a badge hanging around his neck ambled toward him. He was older, with gray hair and a bit of a belly on him. It was the eyes that made her shiver. This wasn't a man that gave her a good feeling. "This is Carson. I'm Ryan. Her boyfriend." He pushed up and offered the man his hand. Boyfriend? She stared up at his broad shoulders. Not that long ago he'd looked at her as if he wanted to strangle her, and now he was claiming her? Was there a reason behind this? Or did it mean something?

“You really want me to?” “Yes,” I whispered. “Ask me. You can’t take it back after.” That made him smile real this time, warm and teasing. He scooted closer, resting his elbows on the edge of the bed. “Alright,” he said softly. “Ethan, will you be my boyfriend?” I didn’t hesitate. “Yes.” Ryan laughed quietly, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe what was happening. “You’re unbelievable,” he murmured. “Yeah, well,” I mumbled, my lips curving into a grin. “You’re stuck with me now.”

JASMIN “Was that your boyfriend?” Ryan asked softly, his voice low and steady, almost too gentle for the storm still raging inside me. We sat on the curb near the cracked edge of the parking lot, the streetlamps humming above us. Jack knelt a few feet away, pushing his little toy car over the uneven pavement, making engine noises with his lips, utterly unfazed that his scream had just saved me. I stared down at my trembling hands, at the faint smear of blood on my knuckles from scratching Max. My voice came out flat. “No. He’s not my boyfriend. And there’s no way I’d ever be involved with a bastard—”

Adrien, still comfortably stretched on the couch, said, “Not tonight. Chris nodded slowly, then turned to Ryan. “Just let me know when to bring housewarming gifts. For both of you. Ryan shoved him toward the door, red faced. “Goodnight, Chris. Chris saluted them. “Night, lovebirds. When the door shut, Ryan turned around to find Adrien smirking at him. “What? Adrien stood, walked over, and pulled Ryan close. “So… I’m your live in boyfriend now? “You’re not living here,” Ryan mumbled into his chest. Adrien brushed a kiss over his hair. “That’s not what your best friend thinks.

“I want to surprise her. Can you please tell her to meet me before the restaurant opens? I’m Ryan.” “Ryan?” The staff raised her eyebrows, hoping to get his last name. “Yeah, Aya’s boyfriend,” he said.

Although she thought Chester was good-looking just now, Ryan had the steadiness of a mature man and a brightness that Shaun and Chester did not. Having him as her boyfriend gave her the confidence to be proud. “Sorry for being late.” Ryan smiled. He naturally walked to Freya’s side and held her hand. Everyone was taken aback, especially Chester. He did not know about Freya and Ryan, so he was surprised. “Although you guys might already know, I’ll still formally introduce him to you…” Freya cleared her throat. She held Ryan’s hand, feeling slightly embarrassed. “This is my boyfriend.” “Congratulations.”

James hesitated for a moment, and then spoke first, "You two, Do you know each other?" Alden's expression was extremely cold as he spoke, "I know." After seeing Alden sitting beside, leaning on Dennis's embrace, Ryan was in a very bad mood and he was in no mood to wear the gentle mask at this moment as he also spoke but in a grudge tone, "Alden Richards , why are you here?" Listening to Ryan's questionable tone, Alden curled her lips with a cold expression and said in a taunting tone, "I am here with and because my boyfriend, why? can't I?"

“Good day, young man. What should I call you?” Ryle shakes her hand, making me more anxious. “I’m Ryle. Ryle Andreyev, Miss Carson. I’m pleased to finally meet you,” he says with such confidence. This man is a god. He doesn't seem to have any fears or weaknesses. He's good at almost everything. How can he be so calm? If I were a guy meeting my girlfriend’s family, I’d be totally in dither. After Ryle goes back beside me, I face Mom before dropping the bomb. “Ryle is my boyfriend, Mom,” I say, closing my eyes as Ryle holds my hand firmly.

All this because she’s said to be the so-called future daughter-in-law of Ryder Hawthorne? I glanced at Zoey beside me, and the two of us couldn’t help but laugh. Helene is such a fool. Little did they know that the same Ryder Hawthorne is my boyfriend. Boyfriend? Wait. I just called Ryder my boyfriend? The thought of it made my cheeks flush red, a warm, fluttery heat spreading across my face and down my neck. Between the girlfriend and the daughter-in-law, who holds a higher status? I could easily also tell them Ryder is my boyfriend too, but I won’t. I’m not ready to let that out. Let Helene continue making a fool of herself.