Novel & Cerita Short Stories To Read To Your Girlfriend

“Because it looks exactly like my boyfriend fucking his secretary in the office I helped him build.” “Baby, listen to me—” “Don’t call me that!” The entire office fell silent. My chest burned violently as tears filled my eyes. I looked around the office slowly. The expensive furniture. The luxury decorations. Everything my money had helped create. Everything I sacrificed for. For him. “You said you loved me,” I whispered. Stephen moved closer desperately. “I do love you.” I looked at him in disbelief. “You love me?” I repeated softly. “You love me while sleeping with another woman?”

My voice failed me. Nora pulled me into an embrace, holding me tightly, protectively. “I know. I know,” she murmured, fingers threading through my hair. “You’re not alone. Alexa, I’m here.” “ Fuck, this is bullshit, what will happen to us now?” Nora said releasing me and roaming around the kitchen to calm her nerves. She’s my girlfriend, and i love her. Whatever this marriage is, no matter how important it is, i won’t let it come between us.

My heart swells with pride as I say it. “And I have the most stunning and amazing girlfriend,” he replies earnestly, taking my hand in his and pressing a small kiss to each of my fingers. “And I don’t need any other females to drool over me.” His gaze is unwavering, and I feel a rush of affection wash over me, wrapping us in our own little world amid the bustling café. As we enjoy our treats, the laughter of the nearby patrons and the gentle flow of the river create a perfect backdrop for this moment, one that feels timeless and sweet. I can’t help but think how lucky I am to have this incredible guy by my side, making an ordinary day feel extraordinary.

Lisa said, arranging her hair behind her ears. "She's my girlfriend." I said out from behind and my mum hugged her. "Yay!!! Finally, you brought your girlfriend to see me" my mum said, holding Lisa's hand and dragging her away. She turns to look at me with her face surprised and I wave at her pointing upstairs. Soon I was now in my room, reading a werewolf story on a book reading application called Moon mates by a very kind-hearted writer that seemed determined to me. I loved all his books too, then something damned into my mind.

His stories made her so aroused she'd begun masturbating nightly, imagining herself in half of what she'd read. On an impulse, she'd sent him an email, confessing how much she enjoyed his stories about younger girls and mature men, asking what provided the stimulus - if he'd really had those kinds of experiences. He'd answered back two days later, thanking her for her compliments, and saying how nice it was to get positive feedback from readers.

They do not believe him, that he desperately calling them, several times, on his radio transceiver, until it runs out of battery. He even told them, that they have seen them, passing by, near the hut, he called them, but they never heard him, nor seen him, as if, he was completely invisible to them. They got hard time explaining each other, what have happened in those faithful time, he was lost, and they come back looking for him. His story, remain strange to them, that he was save by a lovely young lady, who takes good care of him, for five days in the forest. Most especially, when he told them, that they become lovers, and that Shayne, the lady in the forest, own a beautiful castle, there.

The love of husband and family, is my smile now. (Novel Finished) Silvi Budiyanti_Friends And My Love Story_End.

Chloe asked with a concerned look. “Yeah..yeah am fine” I half smiled. “Okay...So” Chloe looked at me. “Well..it..uhm..you see...” I stuttered and Annie slammed her palm on her forehead. “Let me save you the stress” Annie said and I heaved a sigh of relief. Annie faced Chloe. “So here’s it. Will tell you a story.” “Okay...” Chloe replied leaning on her chair. “Well..There’s this Lady married to her college boyfriend.. he loves her and is good to her..You know, how early marriages is. Well, all of sudden, he changed and well...he started hitting her”

she warned me. "Fine. Let's start with the sillier stuff then. What are your guilty pleasures?" Her cheeks flushed pink and she looked away, fiddling with her fingers. "You're going to laugh at me." I crossed my heart. "I won't. I'm intrigued now. Tell me." "Well," she cleared her throat, "I like watching and reading boy love stories." I suppressed a laugh, nodding instead. "Any reason for it?" She shrugged and I reached forward and placed my hand on hers, giving it a comforting squeeze.

She said. This is not good. My mum is an avid reader and when I mean reader, I mean romance novels and she is really big on romance movies too. I remember the last Christmas I spent in Paris. I had to turn my phone off and leave the house to friends for two days. She kept introducing different girls to me. Her excuse was that she is getting old and will soon die and need to hold her grandchildren before she dies and all those crap. "Tell mum I have a girlfriend." I blurted before I could process what I was about to say.