Short Stories For Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Lucas, not here. People are watching!” He glances around, totally unfazed by the gawking partygoers…or the death stares from his fangirls in the corner. “Let them watch. You’re my girlfriend. I want them to know.” “But it’s crazy! I haven’t even told my friends we... you know, marked each other.” “Are you shy?” He looks genuinely surprised. “Aria, we literally fucked more than once just hours ago. My tongue was everywhere, exploring every single inch of you. And you weren’t exactly shy when you sucked my cock like it was a popsicle.”

“I don’t even think Liam would care about something like that.” I scoff, shaking my head. “He cares more than you think.” Nathan watches me for a moment, his expression softening. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on with you and Liam,” he says carefully, “but it wasn't me who told him.” I bite my lip, feeling a tear slip down my cheek. “I guess it was his girlfriend.” I say and he stares at me confused. Nathan nods slowly, his eyes understanding. “Liam has a girlfriend?” He asks and I nod half confused and half intrigued. "Good for him" He adds and I shrug.

“You are too.” His eyes traveled down the length of my body. “Are you here alone?” “No. I am with my cousin. She is here...somewhere.” The stranger’s eyes followed my hand as I ran it through my hair, nervously. “And your husband?” Shit. Amid everything, I has forgotten to take off her ring. “He’s...not here,” was all that she could say. The young man’s hand reached out and stroked my arm. Goosebumps immediately rushed my skin and my nipples stiffened through the yellow fabric of my bra.

“Aren’t you Drew’s girlfriend?” Hannah glanced at me sarcastically. “You actually dare to bring your own father here? Aren’t you afraid of giving him a heart attack?” Then, she walked smugly over to Damon. “Don’t get it wrong. I don’t have a materialistic boyfriend like him. I’m Damon’s fiancee. “Only a poor student keeps chasing after things that don’t belong to him. He bothered me for six years. Now it’s time to teach him a lesson. “By the way, he must’ve taken out a lot of loans over the years, right? You must have worked so hard to pay them off. But I’m not going to be such a fool.”

Narratives change and stories most times lose their facts from being retold so many times within these walls that I don't even bother with them, so yeah, no surprise there at all. "I'm serious....." She continues. "Let's just eat," I say interrupt, ignoring her disappointment at my lack of enthusiasm to carry on the story and wear my badge as Caden's girlfriend proudly. "You're the one who owes me juicy details now don't you think?" I ask her, wiggling my brows suggestively, noticing the exact moment she realised what I'm talking about . "No I don't." She says shyly, her cheeks covering in an adorable flush that's hard to hide.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

Telling my girlfriend I was fucking around with her brother behind her back wasn't part of the Best Friend Birthday Party Plan. We managed to get out of the house without being stopped by any chatty friends, hit by any drunks trying to dance with everyone whether they were dancing or not, or threading our fingers together to hold hands through the mix. Who knew it would be so tempting to hold another dude's hand? I'd never even liked holding hands before. There was just something about the idea of feeling Jacob's thick fingers intertwined with mine that really turned me on. Not a huge surprise since I was beginning to realize everything about Jacob really turned me on.

I furrowed my brows at her, "I remember telling you that I have a girlfriend right... Susan this is just work... I'll kiss Bree, but not Susan..." She smiled, "where is your girlfriend?" I kept quiet and looked at her dead in the eyes. She asked again, "where is your girlfriend Thandy?" "In South Africa..." She leaned in and I looked on my right side making her lips brush on my cheek, then she whispered on my ear "when she's there and you're here... how do you do this?" She then kissed my neck. I pushed her away, "Susan what are you doing?" "Come on, don't tell me you wait that long to actually be touched..." She said laughing and I laughed too, "you should try it.. it's called being faithfu

"Please babe... let's talk and trash this thing ones and for all ... come open and let me in please ... you know I truly love you, right ... ? " In anger, Shane stood up again and went back to the door, saying ... " What is your problem ... ? Please leave me alone ... go meet your boyfriend for I know he is your boyfriend ! " Mira then replied ... "Believe me please... he is not my boyfriend Shane... you are the only man in my life, trust me ! "

, "No, no, let me guess. Did she trip and 'accidentally' fall into your arms today? Or did she conveniently forget how to play the chords just so you could hold her hands and 'teach' her?" "She's just a friend, Kiyara." "Oh, of course. Just a friend.Just a friend who stares at you like a starving hyena looking at a fresh piece of meat., Raghav, sweetheart, have you seen the way she looks at me? If looks could kill, I'd be six feet under by now." "She's not that bad." "Oh really? So it's completely normal for a 'friend' to throw death glares at your girlfriend? To pretend I don't exist? To laugh a little too hard at your dad jokes and touch your arm every five seconds?"