Third Wheel Friends Novels & Stories

And I can say that we are doing fine. And my second circle of friends is... here. Rohanie and Niña. We are supposed to be five people. But the two boys is out of town making it just the three of us. This circle of friends, hmm... This is my hopeless circle of friends. Oh! We are not literally from mental hospital. But we are crazy bunch of girls. To make the circle of friends short, I don't hang around with people who have hidden intentions. I can count my friends with my fingers and with my finger toes.

When Rosy and Will started dating, we had gatherings between all their friends. Will’s friend Pete seems to be semi-dating Amy, so there is that. Al, Felix, and Asteria became friends as Rosy and Senior were together. Ash and Amy are working as a pair in CARE these days. They are being bosom friends now. Tris and Evelyn have been close. They work in a similar field, and I think Evelyn is switching jobs and joining the company where Tris works. Tris is our friend, and Evelyn is Will’s friend. Ultimately, we have always done this - when we befriend new people, we include them in our little click, and it grows.

I smile as my men join me and we stretch out on the custom built swing that fits four. My three mates are the best men I know and all mine. Till we meet again get fucked my friends and get fucked often. I know I will and I got three hot alphas to do me right. My three mates will always be my three of everything. The End

"Oh, yeah, I am good I said with a smile on my face. So, even she knows it's fake. But she knows she can see right through me. "Oh, okay, she said with a shake of her shoulders. “Oh, okay then, can we come in then?" she says. I looked at her like she was watching to ask the question again. Asked if I am okay. But she didn't. She didn't push me. So, that's good. But then it is nice to tell a friend how I am feeling and what is going on with my life. But I don't have any friends here. I have been here for two weeks now and have no friends. The Wright Brothers and their pals made sure.

I took my best friend to court. Because she stole three hundred thousand dollars from me, then turned around and called me cheap. Twelve years of friendship, and all it came down to was a court summons. It all started the night she called me crying for help. "Nora, please help me. I honestly can't go on." At 2:17 a.m., Rachel Holloway's call ripped me out of sleep. She was sobbing so hard she could barely breathe, her voice raw and wrecked.

Two hours later, the three friends were lying on the mattresses on the floor, the living room lights off, the vast house empty, and Dalia felt an enormous weariness, but told them: "I love you guys, thank you so much for being with me at this moment. Having you as friends, having you here, makes all the difference to me." "We're the crazy trio, the oldest in this condominium, a millionaire, a housekeeper, and a driver, the three lying in a dark room, in pain even in our ass hair. Sorry for the curse word, girls." Dalia's laughter was so loud that her friends thought it had hurt her throat, but they joined her in laughter until their stomachs hurt.

Stuck with my daydreaming, some lovebirds decided to wake me up and pull me back to reality. "Here comes thy gossip of the year!" Sandra Williams, my best friend ever since we were just in the bellies of our mothers, beamed and jumped at my back, forcing me to carry her. Her mate, Noah Evans, my other best friend, pulled her away from me and scolded her. The three of us have been best friends since birth, if it is not obvious already. They just recently discovered they were mates, and I am happy for both of them. They suit each other and are worthy of each other.

"Y-Yeah... why?" "Maybe there are clues in the notes. Is it still with you?" "I threw it away," she said, then switched the T.V. channel. She doesn't like late night shows anymore. More dramas and nonsense shows. "Oh," her friend said regretfully. "Keep the notes next time. You know... maybe one of these days he might introduce himself in a note." "His name is Third. That's always on the note, eh." "So, do you know anyone who has the same name?"

I gulped the last remaining drink left on my glass and followed her inside. Scanning the room, I looked for familiar faces or at least anyone I could talk to. Not far away, I saw a hand waving right at me. It was Theo. He smiled warmly and gestured for me to come over Theo wasn’t just a co-worker; he had been a very dear friend since our university days. We both graduated from the same school, under the same program. And had supported each other through different ups and downs. Aside from that, I had always had a crush on him.

I’ve spent a lifetime being alone. These last few months have been rougher on me, though. Aric, Poppy, Isaiah, Kaia, Aiden, Thalia, Jonah, Rory, Austin, Rebel, and other mates around me. They are so deeply in love. It’s on display all the time, like a huge megaton projector. All of them are building futures together, while I float from pack to pack. The only person feeling like a third wheel is me. ‘What about Adrian?’ Mali asked.