Son Best Friend Novels & Stories

Maria: "Zen you need to know that Soren is my best friend, we've been together since childhood, and moreover he's like a brother to me". After Soren's discharged from the pack hospital, Zen has been eating my mind. he's been so suspicious, it's anger me.

“Just come.” I hung up and put the phone face down. It didn’t stay quiet, another buzz came in. Damien. “You can still stop this.” I stared at it and dropped my phone, I didn’t answer. Then another one. “If Vale keeps you there, I will make sure every board member knows what kind of man he is.” I typed before I could talk myself out of it. “You were thrusting in on my best friend in our matrimonial bed. Don’t talk to me about what kind of man anybody is.”

~Zara~ After the huge argument with George that night and he’s promised to be my best friend, I felt a lot better and you want to know who else is my best friend in every thing that is happening to me right now? John . Judas and George , they have a job and they cannot just be sitting around with jobless old me all the time to keep me company but Kel is exactly like me and has no job so I guess he can sit around just like me and get away with it.

Candi blushes! It's so dang adorable. "Candi, these are my best friends in the world," I state as I point to each of my friends. "Calliope and her mate Trey. Nadia and her mate Knox. This is Phoebe and her mate Levi, and last but definitely not the least, Selene and Jaxx. Guys, this is Candi and if Fox does something to mess this up I'm gonna smack him upside the head!" I promise.

His loud voice inches from my ear made my eyes shot open. They connected with foresty green and a crooked smile. Bryson Taylor. My best friend and future alpha of the Silver Moon pack. The one who have been haunting my restless steamy dreams at night. He was kneeled down beside my bed so he'd be same height as me. But he still had to lean down so we could be leveled. With his elbows pushing down on my mattress, Bryson chuckled. " Did I interrupt your little session?" His eyes twinkled with amusement when my cheeks reared an ugly red embarrassed flush. I nearly choked on my saliva.

A lot. Reid and Nolan, my two best friends, are also almost more like brothers to me. We’ve all known each other since we were born, and the four of us (Reid, Nolan, Sebastian, and me) spend pretty much all of our time together, outside of school at least, since Nolan and Sebastian are in different grades than Reid and I.

"That's an understatement." "What do you mean?" I asked nervously. "What do you know about Ben Turner?" Detective Upton asked. "Ben is Adam's best friend, and they've known each other since high school." "How close would you say Adam and Ben are?" "They're like brothers." "Do you think Adam would ever turn on Ben?" "No. Never." "Well, you might want to think again," Detective Halstead put a file in front of me. I stared at it, not making a move.

He doesn’t have someone whom he trusts with his heart that they had just piled up one after the other. I know Phil was Ambrose’s best friend. Everybody obviously knows that, however, now that I’ve had a bit of information, that might not be the case anymore. I can only guess if Ambrose had outgrown Phil that they don’t share secrets anymore. Ambrose doesn’t even talk that much about Phil or even the people who’s in his gang.

She giggles a lot now, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen her as happy as I see her now. “I don’t…” I begin but I let the words trail off because the door opens and next to Timothy stands complete perfection. From his dark hair to a beard that would put a king in Ancient Greece to shame, to his amazing, fit frame, he’s the very picture of what a man should be. A real man, “know how I could refuse,” I say softly and thankfully, Brittney doesn’t giggle so I don’t have to smack her. “Sydney,” Timothy says, “I’d like you to meet my best friend and my best man. This is Jonas.”

She raises her boney arms and starts her low groans. "He's the offspring of a close friend, very dark within but bright on the outside and you keep him level-headed with your blood bond," she had mumbled with a croak. The image of Abby's son flashed within my mind's eye and I shuddered. He was my mom's best friend's son. Noah Brinx was also my best male friend. We had grown up together and he still sported the scar on his chest where I stabbed him with a fork when we were little. We swam naked together, he rode my wolf through the Siberian forests. He lightened my hair, I trimmed his, and we had even double-dated, both of us losing our v cards to others on the same night.