Romans & histoires The Fill-in Boyfriend Book

In the days that followed, that man continued to visit, caring for me and bringing plenty of nutritious food. He persistently fed me, his actions gentle and tender, without a hint of impatience. He truly seemed to be my boyfriend; he knew all my preferences, even bringing me the genres of books I liked to read. He also knew I enjoyed cherries. He made me feel incredibly comfortable, never showing any haste or annoyance when I could not recall my memories.

From now on, I just want to focus on my study and career. After noticing how resolute I was, Mr. Levine didn't try to persuade me any further. "The transport to the base leaves in three days. You should use this time to say goodbye to your boyfriend. After all, you two are engaged." I nodded and looked down at the ring on my finger. Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought to myself, "Yeah… We are engaged." While I was lost in thought, my phone buzzed. I received a message from my boyfriend, Zayne Jefferson. "Why aren't you replying? Come out and hang with me." The address he sent was the same bar I had just been to.

My eyes locked onto Jemima's, and I plastered a fake smile filled with resentment onto my face. I said, "Jemima, it looks like we have the same ideal type. Fortunately, I've already found a boyfriend, and his name is Elijah Sanders." My voice grew colder as I continued, "Why don't I talk to Elijah about this later? If any of us happens to meet someone who fits your criteria, we can introduce him to you." This provocation successfully angered someone, but it wasn't Jemima. Like a protective mother hen, Hannah grabbed a box of chalk and hurled it at me.

Looking at the watch on his wrists, he adds, “Are you free tonight around, let’s say, seven?” I pretend I am thinking. “I might be busy with Nick around that hour.” Safia lets me know Caleb is looking at me dumbfounded, pain shining in his eyes. “Who is Nick?” Maybe I should not have said that. No mate wants to hear his other half is spending time with another person. “He is the main male character from a book Viki gave me,” I try to explain. After a few silent moments, Caleb starts to laugh, “Nick, huh? Is that your new book boyfriend? How about you spend some time with your real boyfriend?”

Eden’s Point of View In most absolute relationships, a man, or a lover, claiming you as ‘mine’ is usually termed ‘romantic’ or ‘hot’ I wasn’t really into romantic books or novels as an adult, but when I was a teenager, I used to be in an online group, filled with fans obsessed with men being possessive and obsessive over their women. That was where I learned the term ‘book boyfriend’ and most delusional teenagers would even claim the most possessive book boyfriend and make try to make their boyfriend like them, or even fantasize about their book boyfriends and not find any man romantically enough for them.

he gently pushed me away, and stood firmly on the ground. “I can be you friend, no, best friend, no, boyfriend…” his lips slowly curled up into a smile and I followed. “What’s a boyfriend?” we flinched on a voice and saw Elinor standing right before us. Has she forever been there? Did she see us k---kiss? I gulped in fear and turned back to Azrael, I'm sure she wasn’t here when I turned around. When did she manage to sneak in? “Elinor… a boyfriend is the man who loves your mama!!” Azrael rushed in her direction. “I knew you loved mama!!” she giggled in her sweet voice.

Maxine’s POV I never had a boyfriend. Instead of using my time to date in spring or to find a partner whom I can exchange with countless ‘I love you’, I focused on my study and finding part-time job while waiting for opportunity to come in my way. However, the bachelorette like me dared to lie to my college classmates, saying that I have a rich boyfriend named Chandler Wayne. ‘Pride is the trap of ego pleasure.’ I read that line in a book of Kevin Everett FitzMaurice. And I thin he is right.

Tessa lied effortlessly, and the woman - her mom - placed her book down beside her without a bookmark. "Did you finish your schoolwork?" Her mother asked, and her gaze fell upon me after Tessa answered. "Hi, Abby. I'm Etta." Her voice was friendlier than I would have expected, from the book beside her. "Thank you for having me." I said politely, and Tessa ducked out of the doorway, and I took it as our cue to go. I could hear her mother laugh, assumedly thinking her daughter was as crazy as I thought she was. I mean, how insane did you have to be to befriend your boyfriend's girlfriend?

“Miss Vien! Gosh! I almost missed the chance to have my boyfriend's favorite book get signed. You know what miss? He constantly mentions that the story was so familiar to him, like every word in each page tells a story of his past, I just laugh at him as if he's telling a story of his past life.” I stared at the ladies stern eyes then bitterly smiled, I was about to grab the book she's holding, when suddenly, a familiar silhouette across the hall started to make its way to me, I think my heart skipped a beat. A tear wants to escape from my eyes, I fought hard to stop it. “Oh, miss Vien! I want you to meet my boyfriend, Brylle. Your main character in the book also got Brylle as his name. Your

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