Sonic Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Before I could stop myself, I tapped the message. It opened to a group chat filled with Fred Thompson's usual circle of friends. My hands shook as I scrolled up. [Everyone else is out. There are just Hannah and Ayla left. One's your official girlfriend, while the other's your new favorite secretary. Final round, man.] [I'm betting on Hannah. She's been with you five years; she's sweet, obedient, and yeah, she's got a great body. Perfect wife material.]

I smiled and nodded. " I will be your girlfriend." He smiled and kissed my shoulder before kissing my lips. I accepted his kiss. My new boyfriend pushed me against the wall. His hands were caressing my neck. Luis was such a good kisser. I was lost in pleasure. " Zey," a voice I recognized called softly, and I pulled away from Luis. I turned to the sound. I was surprised to see my sweet angel, Apollo. A security guard escorted him. " Oh, my goddess, darling, what are you doing here?" I asked, worried as I hugged him.

Her coy, deceitful nature repulsed me, yet she clung to me like a shadow. At our graduation party, she deliberately fell down a staircase in front of me. When everyone rushed over, her tearful accusations painted me as a cruel bully. I'd never forget the way Mitchell held her protectively that day, his gaze filled with disappointment, anger, and disdain as he looked at me. "You've let me down. I wish I didn't have a sister like you." But I didn't push her. That day, I waited at home for hours for Mitchell. He didn't come back. He didn't even answer my calls.

Of course they had. Sonia jogged ahead and planted herself right in his path, arms crossed, glossy lips curled in a sneer. Her three friends fanned out like a pack of wolves, phones already recording. The late afternoon sun made her highlight reel perfect — mean, beautiful, and untouchable. “Running away again?” Sonia tilted her head, eyes glittering with cruelty. “I saw you talking to Damian just now. Then you were all cozy with Aaron by the rink. What’s up with that? You suddenly getting close to the popular guys? That’s cute.”

I like her, and while she sees herself as my therapist, I consider her a close friend. She always speaks the truth. But this is the first time she has read a situation wrong: Gina and I don't share a deeper relationship. We are just dating. Nothing else is going on here. "Gina is not my girlfriend," I say calmly, eyeing Sonja while she sets down her coffee cup. "We are just..." Fuck, what are we to each other? Friends don't feel right, but we aren't just fuck buddies, either. "Friends?" Sonja asks.

Second, the bastard thug had just called himself my boyfriend and they must have found me disgusting for dating a thug. “Jordan…” Damien made to move closer to me but I backed away. The donut box dropping from my hand. “I said ‘act like my boyfriend’ for just five minutes, not ‘act like my fucking husband’ for the rest of your life!” I half-yelled, my fingers curled into a tight fist as I glared hard at Damien. Damien blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of my expression into his damn memory, as if he hadn’t expected me to get mad at him for beating a defenseless man to a musk.

Sally asked, concern in her voice, as she slung her drawstring purse across her body. They had just locked up and were standing outside. Sonia forced a smile and said, “Yes, I am fine.” Sally nodded and said, “Oh, alright then. Just know that if you need anything, I…” The honk of a bike close by interrupted them, and Sally immediately perked up as she said, “Oh, my ride is here. See you tomorrow.” “What was that about not having a boyfriend?” Sally wrinkled her nose with a grin as she added, “He is not my boyfriend. He is a friend who is a boy. See the difference?”

The first time, it was Lily’s moans mixed with Jareth’s low growl: “Don’t touch me! You don’t smell like her!” “Jareth~” Lily’s voice was sultry. “I’m so much better than Leina, the dead one. Does she suck on strawberries for you?” “Shut up!” A sharp sound, like a slap, “Don’t mention her!” The second recording, the background noise was hospital sounds. Lily was crying: “The doctor said if you keep hurting yourself, your arm will be useless!” “She used to bite my wrists, said it would calm me down…” Jareth’s voice was like sandpaper scraping metal. “Now no one’s biting.”

He raised a brow, not believing my words. “Eric Son”, I said with a pointed look. And he laughed and laughed. I frowned. “Eric Son? Really?” He stopped laughing and looked somewhat angry. “Yes, he is my boyfriend”, I replied. The room got a lot colder at my words. “Why would you be a partner with someone as shitty as Eric Son?” Hayden sneered with disgust written all over his face. How could I forget that they were rivals and did not like each other? “You came the wrong way, Angel” He snickered. “Are you really here for your boyfriend? For someone who has a boyfriend, you have been talking with a half-naked stranger”

She looks up at me and smiles, her beautiful green eyes sparkling. "Are you sure you've never dated before? You're way too good at this" she says suspiciously "Cross my heart. My only girlfriend was Jessica Sanchez in the third grade. Dated her for a whole week" "Was she prettier than me?" she says narrowing her eyes, but obviously joking as she tries not to laugh "Not possible." I tell her, laughing but I'm completely serious "Hmmmm" she says, but doesn't say anything else. We sit in silence for a few minutes while she makes a playlist and then she scrolls through the playlist, picking 'Bloodstream' by Stateless. I listen to the lyrics in silence, smiling when the chorus hits