The Expert Boyfriend Snatcher Novels & Stories

Humiliation burns hot across my skin. Tears stream down my face. This is degrading. Dehumanising. And all I can think is that if Zanthe wasn’t caged behind the block I’m holding, she’d take control and bite his dick clean off. The thought almost makes me choke. But I can’t. He’s, my boyfriend. I’m supposed to do this for him. I have to. “You’re so good at this,” he groans, thrusting harder. “Goddess, Zahra, your mouth is so fuckable.”

Mike snapped at them while he held Tristan's hand and pulled him closer to his body. The media knows that he doesn't give a shit like Nicholas. Mike snaked his hand to Tristan's waist, making the boy's eyes go wide in his socket. “This is Tristan Bailey, my boyfriend. I love him so much that when I heard that bastard have been stalking him for a while now, I couldn't take it and think of giving him my piece of shit. I just warned him to stay away and not to appear in front of my boyfriend again because I fucking hate it.

Knox dropped my hand bringing his own up to hold the side of my jaw, tilting my head back to look at him. "I only agreed to be your fake boyfriend so Olivia could have a great Christmas with our parents gone. That is why I accepted doing this. But," his green eyes locked with mine and never looked away. "after being around you and learning who you are, I don't want your money....I want you. " I took a shaky breath. "You do?" "Yes I do." He let out a small chuckle. "I want you and your sassy comebacks, your no-shit attitude, your crazy and loud family. Somehow in a matter of a week you have bewitched me Aubrey Lynn."

"My problem, funny you ask that you old boyfriend snatcher!" Boyfriend what? "I think you've got the wrong person, lady. Who the heck is your boyfriend?!" "My boyfriend is Sebastian Evans and you took him from me, you freaking stole him from me, you thief!" She clamored, wanting to charge at me but the other lady held her back.

"Does Miss Snow want to know who my boyfriend is?" Nicole raised an eyebrow, deliberately playing along. "I’m quite curious, Miss Evans. Do you dare to tell me who he is?” Feeling displeased, Lisa nearly blurted out, "My boyfriend is Tristan—" "That’s enough." Tristan’s face darkened as his gaze landed on the necklace Lisa was wearing. "Miss Evans, today is my wife’s birthday. We’re not interested in who your boyfriend is." "Mr. Ford, I was just wondering who’s more devoted—my boyfriend to me, or you to Miss Snow?" Lisa said, unwilling to back down but not daring to say more outright.

His grip was firm, and it made my hand ache. When we got downstairs, I jerked my hand away. "Ouch! Stop!" I rubbed my wrist and snapped, "Say what you need to say already!" Suddenly, Jason pulled me close, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Winter, I've figured it out. That day when you woke up, you asked me who I was, right? Let me introduce myself properly. I'm Jason Patel, and I'm your boyfriend." At that instant, our heartbeats thudded violently, echoing between us. In the depths of his bloodshot eyes, all I could see was me.

I'm presuming this is the asshole boyfriend! I'm desperate to get rid of the smirk on the attractive boy's face. He has the audacity to touch what is mine. Because of the change in my manner, I can see Kyle on full alert as well. He knows I'm going to unleash my wrath on this jerk any minute now. "Elliot, this is Matt, my boyfriend. Matt, this is Elliot, my dearest best friend, who I'm telling you about." And fuck if I don't see red right now. I'm the best friend. The fucking best friend only, while the asshole is the boyfriend. I so badly want to kill the person who invented the word best friend! When can I ever get out of this best friend zone?

Sebastian asked coldly, his hand snaking around my waist. Zac took the other side and did the same. "This shameless man you are pertaining to is our boyfriend." Oh, boy, I'm cooked.

He teased. "Oh my gosh." I gasped. "Are you a stalker?" He chuckled, "then I guess I will make a very good and handsome stalker," he said, playing along with my joke. "Excuse me, Mr handsome stalker but I have a boyfriend and he knows karate." "I see. Who is your boyfriend? I need to tell him that I have fallen in love with his lady." "I thought you were a stalker, you should have known I have a boyfriend. I mean isn't that what stalkers do? Nice try."

I snake my arms into Hunter's, turning to face my ex-boyfriend with a firm look. “No, Chris. This is Hunter Steele. My boyfriend.”