Solo Player's Friend Novels & Stories

" Elgar smiled and looked at me. "Um...I often enjoy the full moon with my best friend. We lay in the grass and drink hot chocolate." "Your best friend?" "Alden. One of those friends I told you about. He's my teammate with his brother, Kingsleigh. Also Emma and Marlon." I felt like telling him some things about me.

"I'm like here on my own even though it's my birthday, because my stupid friend couldn't make it—she had a date at Paris with her new boo—and I was just hoping I could have at least some fun--" Whatever it was that made him stop and stare, Logan didn't know. Although he thought for a while and hoped it wasn't because of her already hard nipples. Perhaps she was cold already? "Sweetheart, slow down already. It's fine. It's fine." He gently said to her, "it won't be a lonely night. I promise." ✩★✩

Instead, I grab my drink and fiddle with the straw, wishing I had the power to speed up time and make Jamie walk through the door. “So, you’re here alone,” he says more than asks. Of course I’m alone, and it’s obvious. “For now. I’m waiting for a friend.” “Yeah.” He gives me a wink. “Me too.” He inches closer. “We can wait together. Want a refill?” “No thanks. My friend is a boy. Well, no, more like a man. Not more like. He is. He’s my man- friend.” The words keep coming out of my mouth even though I want them to stop. “I’m waiting for my man-friend.”

I just want to find someone who makes me laugh. Her answer comes in incredibly fast. Weirdo25: Great, because I'm hilarious! Or maybe that's just what I think because I don't have any friends. Well, that's a lie. I have one, and it's the only friend I will ever need. She is the best. She only has one friend? I laugh at her bluntness, and that's when I realize something: I've been smiling during this entire exchange. For the first time in forever, I'm actually enjoying a conversation that I'm having with a girl. Could this be the start of something?

The shifter cocked a brow at her, making the redhead know that her friend is already aware. "Well, I don't have any friends, I'm a loner. I have just my mother but I'll love making friends. If you ever get a chance to, would you consider having a couple of friends?" Once again, the shifter closed her eyes and mulled over the question a bit before nodding. "Well then, Sapphire, say hi to your new friend and the future ones to come." _____

I stood at the back of the hall, caught in the delicate balance between presence and absence, a living statue carved from the weariness of the weeks past. On my right, Jake's familiar warmth provided a comforting anchor. On my left, Rykor's quiet presence was a testament to solidarity. Yet, it was the empty space where Lily should be that tugged at the edges of my consciousness—a reminder of friendship's fragile, irreplaceable bonds left unfulfilled.

The day was very slow with her not around, or having my mate around, I have not one but two lovers and they are both away from me, which made me feel extremely lonely, maybe Cici was right and I do need friends since I didn't have any around the pack, I decided to call my long-distance friend slash relative, he's one of my mother's long-distance relatives we don't even share any blood, but we'd call each others cousins just to make things easier, he's ten years older than me, but we're good friends, we're the only two who are near each other ages and being alphas. "What do you want?" my sweet, very sweet cousin answers the phone. "It's me," I say, we're good friends usually, good enough for

He narrowed his eyes slightly. “You okay?” he asked. I nodded, slipping my hand from his. He frowned a little but didn’t say anything. “I’m fine. You should go find Aaron. I’m sure some of your friends are around.” “I don’t have any friends,” he muttered. I huffed, patting his shoulder. “You do, Voss. Aaron’s your friend.” He pressed his lips together like that didn’t sit well with him. I chuckled. “Just go,” I muttered, and he tilted his head before walking off.

The number flashed on my new phone’s screen. Player #666661. Jax. I stared at the friend request notification, my thumb hovering. A temporary ally from a temporary hell. We’d shared a global announcement, but that didn’t make us friends. Out here, we were strangers. Next time, one of us would be dead in some godforsaken Instance. I didn’t need the weight of watching another name go dark. I tapped ‘Reject.’

His expression softened into a look of hurt, his eyes pleading as he stepped closer. "Katherine, are you seriously not going to say anything right now?" Damon asked, his voice full of disbelief. "Your friend just punched me in the face, right in front of everyone, and you're just going to stand there and keep quiet? After everything we've been through? You're my best friend, Kathy, my best friend.” He emphasized, his eyes never leaving me once. I didn't answer. I just stared at him, my face entirely blank, though my hands were shaking so hard I had to ball them into fists.