Super Shared Boyfriend System Novels & Stories

This is called "heteropaternal superfecundation." "Heteropaternal super... what? Damn, I'm not that good at math, I promise." I said. I immediately left my phone and looked online to see what Damon had discussed. "Mom told me that she used to have a boyfriend. A werewolf likes us, but he isn't her imprint. "You know the rules about imprinting, don't you?" asked Damon. "She is engraved to my dad, but she loves her boyfriend of several years. But dad found out that mom gave herself to her boyfriend, and that's why he raped mom."

What shocked me the most was the fact that the woman was Ivy Lewis, my good friend. My hands clenched around my shopping bags until my nails dug into my palms. It was Valentine's Day. I'd specifically gone to the mall to buy some gifts for him, that bastard! I wanted to break up with him! At that very moment, a robotic voice rang out in my head. "The system has detected a prospective host, Rowena Hurst. You have met the conditions for the Infidelity Cashback System. Would you like to activate it? If you do, whenever your partner spends money on his infidelity partner, twice the amount will be transferred to your bank account."

"But in eight years—" "Don't. Don't even think that way." "Why not? You married Jamie eventually. Your boyfriend's father. If forbidden relationships can work out—" "They don't work out. They explode. And everyone gets hurt." I stood. "Promise me you'll stay away from Adrian." "I can't promise that. He'll find me. We both know it." "Then promise me you'll be careful. Smart. That you won't let him manipulate you." "I'll try." It wasn't enough. But it was all I was going to get.

Your emotions are yours to handle. [From now on, I won't respond to any more discussion about this. My life is moving forward.] After I posted it, I set my phone on the table and took a shower. When I got back, it had buzzed more times than I could count. Zoe had sent over a dozen messages. The last one said: [You're a total badass!!!] Someone in my high school group chat shared a screenshot. [So that's what happened. Henry's a complete jerk.]

"Everything about this is complicated." "Speak for yourself, you're the one actually engaged now, to a woman who might be carrying your baby." "Fair point." The corner of his mouth moved, the almost-smile making its long overdue return. "At least you have that going for you. Comparatively normal problems." "My problems are extremely normal, thank you." "Boyfriend home for exactly one week, best friend forced into an engagement to avoid a family scandal. Very normal." "Best friend," I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Upgrade from sister, I see."