Two Faced Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I cleaned up the kitchen and went to bed as fast as I could, specifically so I would not have to see Lucas again before sleep. However, sometime in the middle of the night I was too thirsty to keep my eyes closed. I got up to go to the kitchen for water. I thought Lucas was out cold. The second I came around the couch, his hand shot up and caught my wrist and pulled me into him. Most women who marry a twin have thought about it at least once. What it would feel like with the brother. What it would be like to be touched by the same face, different hands. A small, stupid fantasy everyone has.

He turned to face the audience, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Maya, who stood there with anticipation. "That lady," Master Veen began, his voice filled with curiosity, "is she your girlfriend?" Eric's mind raced, caught off guard by the unexpected question. He stumbled over his words, trying to find the right response. "Uhhh, she... ugh, no. Yes, my friend," he finally managed to say, his confusion evident. Maya's expression momentarily dropped, disappointment flickering across her face upon hearing the mention of the friend zone. However, she quickly composed herself, not wanting to let her true feelings show.

she teased, almost making me laugh out loud. “Don’t blame me. You do the same thing too, always running around with different girls.” She slid her fingers through her hair while her shoulders drooped slightly. “What’s the problem?” I asked because her mood shifted. “I don’t know, Bianca. My girlfriend... scratch that, two of my girlfriends left me for a dick. Imagine that. Wasn’t I good enough?” she asked softly, making the words lodge inside my throat. What exactly was I supposed to say to that?

At age twenty nine, all she had was the job at the big company and a boyfriend twice her age who was a hooligan and always got into money trouble. She was jealous of the fact that she never got to dress up as much. “What's going on there?” They heard a masculine voice and lined side by side as a guy and his girlfriend walked into the scene. They were a well recognized couple on that floor although the guy was a new member of the company, but his girlfriend and him were inseparable. Gift, at the sight of the two, froze on the spot as she glared at Trisia and Ken. “Babe, ignore them and let's just go have lunch at that new restaurant,” Trisia hugged him and planned to make him ignore the commo

But I can't tell you that I really need to know more about him. " Who is she? Is she a vampire?" I eagerly asked to know about her. " She's a banshee. She's been my girlfriend for more than two years. Lately, we had many fights and she dumped me and within some weeks she found a new boyfriend. I think she did it on purpose by already having a crush on another one and got rid of me easily to go after him." Jacen frustrated said and threw the blood bag on the ground. Iam not sure of saying anything. That girl seems to be a bad girlfriend. But I can't advise or encourage Jacen. I have never been in a relationship. Now I need to say something to get up out of his frustrated mood.

She beamed at me. “Would you like me to stay with you for the entire weekend, pretty boy?” That irritated the shit out of me. Those phrases used to make me feel good, but right now, my wife, Camila Grayston, is the only person in my head, mind, body, and soul! “I want you to pretend to be my girlfriend, and then act as if you and I slept together the next morning. $2000. Are you game?” “Is that all there is to it?” I gave a nod. Tina and Mark were making their way to the session that I had selected, or the one I ran to.

I can make my own choices. “Then make the right one.” His tone hardened again. “Choose me. Not Henry. Not the ghosts of your father. Me.” My chest shook with quiet sobs. My heart was torn in two… between the man I had once loved and the man I was beginning to fall for, even though I tried to deny it. Later that night, I lay curled on my bed, looking at the ceiling. The disagreement replayed in my mind like a broken record. I hated myself for crying in front of him. I hated the fear that still clung to my skin.

Then, I snickered, "It's fake." "What?" Everyone turned to me. I turned the phone around to face them and pointed at the corner of the image. "Look, there's light reflected on the eyeball. It looks way too smooth, like glass. It was probably photoshopped." The moment I finished my sentence, Leah Cooper, another roommate who had been silent all this time, suddenly grabbed my arm tightly. "Julia," she whispered. Her body was trembling all over. "It's not fake... It's real."

Before he could speak, the strange girl came into my view with a menacing look. “Look bitch!! I do not know who you are or what you think you are doing, but this is my man, and trust me, what you had last night was just a one-time thing. Don’t think for any second that he was going to make it official, I’m his girlfriend, and you are the slut he just played with because I was out. You-“