The Fill-in Boyfriend Book Novels & Stories

Honestly, he was the silence promoter who was catalysing our relation without making his presence known. "But it's not time to think that you see I am impatient," he said as he pressed his lips on mine. I couldn't help but smile under his kisses. I wouldn't say, my man was a gentleman. He was devil, he was monster, he was cruel but love changes everything. He was my boyfriend. A beautiful beast who cannot be resisted. My boyfriend was a beautiful beast and now he is my husband. A beautiful beast husband and I love calling him that. My boyfriend is a beautiful beast... I mean my husband is the beautiful beast.

"You were groping Raphael's—what was it again? Yeah, real virtuous." She choked, speechless. I turned to fix Raphael's wrinkled tie with a gentle smile. "Thanks, honey, for introducing me to my boyfriend. I like him a lot. His kisses are real sweet. But yours? Not even a dog would want them." Raphael was furious, practically shaking. But he'd brought shame to both families. And now, the Lindt family owed me—big time.

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.

Worse, they got it done in the very same bedroom and are on the same mattress where the legitimate girlfriend and the boyfriend devote the significant amounts of their time together. It enraged me to gain knowledge that this man had been playing tricks on his innocent victim, Athena Collins. She was an exquisite, respectable, and lovely young woman who had obviously lost her sense of identity with his boyfriend. Thus, according to my research, the prick was her first boyfriend, with whom she had conveyed every detail of her life. She surrendered everything she had for him. She had invested every thought and feelings she possessed in order to devote herself wholly and completely. Likewise, sh

His presence so close to me like this made me unable to control myself from a strange feeling that felt thrilling, but pleasant and calming. Who's he? We even only spent one night two years ago. We were both strangers, but one meeting and the next two times he had mastered all my thoughts and feelings. Messed up everything with his crazy twist. Almost broke me because of my longing for him. I know I shouldn't feel this. I should have blocked everything, including that thing. He's the one that's forbidden to me. He is Jordan's cousin, my boyfriend. He's a man who scares me so much that I can't have fun.

He refused to call Kevin back after he let him go for the day. "It was fancy. The fanciest place I'd ever been in." "Well, now you get to eat the food without dressing up." "You are the best boyfriend ever," she said. Since their kiss, something had shifted between them. Hailey had relaxed more around him. Maybe the revelation of her past had changed something between them. He liked the change. They didn't have to act like they were a couple because they were a couple. At least as far as Noah was concerned. They'd watched a movie snuggled under a blanket. They'd held hands and he'd kissed her goodbye this morning.

No trace of him could be found, nothing at all. He was unknown, yet, I knew who killed my boyfriend, that anonymous guy, and he just sent me a letter after Dravo's funeral. On the letter was a note saying: "Dear Ash, I told you no one could ever love you more than I did. No man could touch you except me. No one could marry you except me... I was the only one who can smell you, who can make you happy and I am the only one who can love you more than anything in this world, only I, Ash. ONLY ME!

I trailed off as Shayla gave me a soft smile, extending her hand that held to rose, towards me. "Will you be my boyfriend?" ________

From the shape of his mouth, it looked like he was saying, "Peh! Flirty fox. Scheming pretty boy. So he's got a bit more fur than me—what's so cute about that? Can he be cuter than my natural curls?" I pulled my gaze back and continued admiring the fox boy with my best friend. "Olivia, doesn't that fox look kind of familiar?" "Oh! I remember now! He's that chubby kid from high school who confessed to you! The one your bonehead childhood friend Marty scared off? See? Men just mess everything up! If it weren't for him, you could've had yourself a hot boyfriend ages ago! "But it's not too late! Just a few days ago, I saw someone confess to him—and he turned her down on the spot! Said he's liked

Six years apart and now we're neighbors. He pulls up to my building. The engine idles. Silence fills the car. I should get out. My hand is on the door handle. But I can't move. He's still my boyfriend. Technically. We never broke up. He just left and I just waited and now— "Paige." His voice is soft. I turn. He's closer than I expected. This is the moment. The one where I decide. Kiss him? Hug him? Wave like an idiot and run?