Super Shared Boyfriend System Novels & Stories

His attention shifts briefly to the entrance, where Alaric and Davina stand, smug and triumphant. Soren leans closer, his voice a quiet anchor in my storm. “Remember when I used to pretend to be your boyfriend to keep the guys at bay for you in college?” I nod, too broken to speak. He smirks, the gesture both comforting and dangerous. “Let’s do it again. Only this time, I don’t need a lunch for repaying me for my kindness.” My shattered heart aches, torn between despair and the flicker of something else. Something I haven’t felt in years.

He looked annoyed hearing me but he got uttering being normal the very next moment, "Yeah but my family got that for her. I want to choose something for my beloved by myself." He really loved Evana. It was visible in his eyes. But_ I cut off my thoughts and spoke up smilingly, "Then you should have brought Evana or done it by yourself. Why are you asking for my help in this case?" He uttered with a pout, "I want to surprise her but I am getting confused." "Okay. Let's go." I uttered silencing my heart and followed him. Sometimes I wondered how did I fall for Cannon, the guy who was my sister's boyfriend.

They were too focussed on getting the next punch in. Just as she was about to get in the middle of them, Jake and Ben came out and pulled the two teenagers apart. Savannah was close on their heels. “What’s going on?!” She demanded. The two boys were still panting and glaring at each other. Tyler spat on the floor, and a grimace appeared on his face. “Your boyfriend didn’t like me coming onto Mia. He wants her all for himself.” Savannah’s jaw dropped. She turned to Ryan, who still had his eyes fixed on Tyler. Mia wondered why he hadn’t argued against what he’d said. Did that mean it was true?

It read: #CONTRACT_DEED_FOR_DATING #MRS_JOHNSON_AISHA I,.............accept the contract deal to be the boyfriend for Mrs Johnson Aisha for four weeks. During these four weeks, I agree to abide by the rules and regulations bond to me by signing this contract. These rules including: 1. No sex with Mrs Johnson till the four weeks of the contract has been concluded. 2. No sex with any outsider, be it male or female. As a boyfriend to Mrs Johnson Aisha, I promise to remain faithful to her alone and never to go out of character to cheat on her for any reasons whatsoever.

“Hey baby.” Sophie blinks being kissed on her cheek, looking up from her notes to see her boyfriend. “Hi mason.” She speaks with a soft smile looking up at him with utmost adoration, she didn't believe this man could do any wrong. Her boyfriend is Mason Brady, he’s kind of popular and less of a nerd however he’s very smart. Mason and her have been dating for a year or two. He has been such a sweetheart, yes they have their days when they fight but Mason always makes sure they never go to sleep angry at each other. Sophie feels like he’ll be the one she stays with even after they graduate, but she definitely fears that maybe she’ll be wrong and things won’t go as she pictured. Still she has h

He laughed crazily. But I think he already know, but that robot is so dumb and maybe didn’t realized that he already know that I am a robot. I researched about this and found out that Master Klayton has his new secret business about this: a robot boyfriend. But now, weird happenings came and the robot forgot about that commoner girl, and switched to another girl. Then I found out that only a kiss will restart our system. But not me, because I am 99% human.

I thought about the kiss in the rain and the way his skin felt against mine. "Yes," I said. I looked right into the lens. "He’s just my brother. I want him to get better so he can leave us alone and live his own life. He needs help that I can't give him." "There you have it," Marcus said. He patted my hand. "Family first. Always." "And the merger?" Sarah asked. "On track," Marcus said. "The Reeds are stronger than ever." The man with the headset waved his hands. "And we’re clear! Great job, everyone."

When we finally parted, breathless and dizzy, he rested his forehead against mine, his eyes dark with emotion. “I will not push you further tonight,” he said, repeating the promise he had made before. “I respect you too much to rush this. But I want you to know—from this moment on, you are not alone anymore. Whatever you need, whenever you need it, I am only a call away. Ethan may be your boyfriend, but I will be the one who actually sees you.”

That contrast had made me think this engineering boy was cold on the outside and warm underneath, sweetly and charmingly innocent. But now, in the cold backend of that program, I was looking at where those words really came from: one of three confession templates the system offered for the scene tag "Confession." And Noah had simply picked the first one, Sincere, over Poetic and Funny. The logic underneath was clean and cruel. The program had dense tags for every kind of conversation. Daily check-in. Period care. Apology after a fight. Date planning. Every time I sent a message, the system helpfully popped up three optimal replies for Noah.

The moment we returned to Jonah's place and the door closed, he pinned me against it and kissed me deeply. I tried to push him away, but he firmly held my hands in place. It wasn't until I was almost out of breath that he finally pulled back and gently held me. "Don't push me away. I'm your boyfriend. Even if you have lost your memory for now, we'll get close again, little by little." I looked up at him, stunned. I came from a pretty average background, worlds apart from these trust fund babies. Jonah used to seem like he couldn't stand me, so I did my best to stay out of his way.