Stefano My Brilliant Friend Novels & Stories

He stepped in line with Matteo matching the long strides the man took, he was a little bit taller than Matteo, so he could almost see the middle of his head, he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say And Stefano always had something to say, but it seemed everytime he was around the blonde, he always lost words to say. "Ever been to italy"? He asked, regretting it almost immediately, of course Matteo had been to italy, he was literally answering the name Matteo. Stefano almost face palmed himself. God he sounded so stupid and he even felt more stupid when Matteo had totally ignored him and just made his way up the stairs of the plane, Stefano followed him until they entered i

“I was never with anyone else! I love you so much, you know that! She’s just making up these awful stories because she knows how much I mean to you. She wants to ruin us, Damon! She wants to drag my name down into the dirt so she doesn't have to look like the only cheap, classless girl on this campus! Please don’t believe her... please!” She wept openly now, her shoulders shaking violently as she put on the performance of a lifetime, looking like a tragic, slandered saint. Damon looked at her pale, tear-stained face, and any slight doubt he had instantly vanished. His expression hardened into something truly monstrous as he looked back at me. He didn't see his best friend of three years anym

“ It's my pleasure, Mira. I'd never cease being grateful to the creator for giving me an Angel, who's super beautiful and unique. I love you more, Babe. ” “ Gold is good, diamonds are much more preferred but I'll choose you over and over again rather than them! ” “ Jose, you and you alone are my Best friend and definitely the only one I have and need! ” “ So is that a book title revealed? ” He chuckled at the realization. “ Yeah. My newest novel is titled, My Best Friend : He's the one I have. ” “ Oh wow. I bet it's all about me. ” “ You don't have to be so smug. ”

"Did anything go wrong?" Stefan scratched his head, he didn't appreciate the fact that, his own friend Joey would call people he regarded as his nemesis and ask them about him, “ not at all, my car only got faulty and my phone was just switched of,” Stefan said, staring straight at her, “it is okay, I just thought to ask, I should retire.” Noelle said, a smile creeping to her face, she strode off, her long gown touching the tide of the floor. Stefan kept staring at her, till she was out of sight, “Joey must be stupid!” He said, his hand clinching into a fist.

I was stunned, I have never seen Stefano stand up for me like that, let alone yell at his best friend and warn her not to lay a hand on me. Something is definitely wrong here.

Stefano's Perspective: "Stefano?" I carefully placed my glass of whisky on the illuminated crystal counter and released a sigh, pivoting around to confront the individual intending to test my patience tonight. "I thought it was you," he chuckled, moving to stand beside me. "And you are...?" "I'm a bit offended you've forgotten," he retorted playfully. "Julius Smith", he introduced, extending a hand for me to shake. "Stefano Castro", I replied, giving his hand a firm shake.

Bridget asked first. Stefani blushed upon recalling it, still a bit hesitant if she was doing the right thing of sharing something private with her friends. But then again, these friends of hers were people who had stayed by her side for a long time, even when Jonathan left her to study abroad. They had stuck to her through and through, like a real family. So Stefani bit her lip and answered in a soft whisper, "a...mm.. a.. z...ng.."

“Just the shipment, boss. They know nothing of our location... yet. Just like Fibonacci here.” “Hmmm.” Stefano exhaled deeply, squating before Fibonacci. “I trusted you. I believed in you. You had only one job… handle my shipments, just for a day… and this is what you do? What a rat.” He spat, the disgust evident in his tone. Fibonacci's smile only deepened, as if proud of his betrayal. Stefano turned cold. “You won't die gently, I promise you.” His grey eyes pierced through Fibonacci's brave shields, boring into his soul and his lunatic smiles disappeared.

Leaving Galen and Sophia in the living room, under the pretense of making more coffee, Rachel and Stefano found themselves seated opposite each other in the kitchen. From his initial brooding demeanor, he seemed more relaxed now, and Rachel found herself warming towards him. He seemed nice enough and she could tell how protective he was of Sophia. Could they be more than friends? Stefano smirked mischievously. “I will tell you the same thing I told Galen when I met him earlier today. I have the gift of reading minds. Please shield your thoughts from me. And no, Sophia and I are not lovers.”

“Because there is no way my crazy dad, who has been suffocating me for the past year, who forces me to take his silly driver/bodyguard everywhere I go, is suddenly cool with me hanging out with a stranger and spending the night with him. You are a liar.” Stefan’s expression darkens, he definitely doesn’t like to be called out on his lies. I am not being intimidated by him this time, I am in the right here. His phone suddenly starts ringing, breaking the tension between us. Stefan walks to the nightstand where his phone and laptop are. He picks up the phone and looks at the screen. His face lights up. “Oh, look at that, what a coincidence!” he says as he turns the screen towards me. I see the