What Is An Emo Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Watch what you say to my girlfriend.” Emma's heart did a little dance that he was defending her, even without knowing Clyde's true identity. She was over the moon that someone was addressing her as a girlfriend. “Girlfriend? She is my mate, and you know that she has been marked. Did Daddy put you up for this bullshit?” “I'm not sure if you've noticed, he doesn't understand your supernatural terms. Around here, the human words are boyfriend and girlfriend,” Emma proudly said. “Is that what he told you? The kids and pretense you bought? Oh, boy.”

But if she had the free will to get married to a mafia don, why don’t I have the free will to get married to a lady just two years older than I am? I set my mug down, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees. “It’s about Gianna.” Emilia’s brows furrowed. “Gianna? Who’s Gianna?” “My girlfriend,” I said, watching her reaction closely. Her eyes widened, and she sat up straighter. “Wait, what? You have a girlfriend?” “Is that so hard to believe?” I asked, feigning offense. “A little,” she said, laughing. “You’ve never mentioned her before.”

EMBER'S POV Rayana swoops in and kisses Knox's cheek, holding it just long enough to make a point, then pivots to me with eyes like polished amethyst. "Knox, darling," she purrs, ignoring me completely. "You look absolutely devastating tonight. Have you been working out? You seem even more..." She trails her fingers down his shoulder. "Sexy." Knox removes her hand. "Rayana, this is Ember Aragon. My girlfriend." The word girlfriend stills the air.

Then again, he had never, ever seen his girlfriend so turned on in her life, and no doubt that had been the reason he had been so willing to watch her get fucked. This was a one time thing, an incredible, unbelievable fuck the three of them shared, sparking a wonderful fetish his girlfriend had always had, and more. "Have fun?" Bob broke the silence, still perving over the sight of his utterly changed girlfriend. Emma didn't respond straight away. The realisation of what had happened was starting to sink in, and while she didn't regret a single pleasurable second of it, she couldn't tell what would be going through her boyfriend's head right now.

“You gave it your so called girlfriend when she asked but you can’t give it to me? Fine, I want to take a selfie with you too. I am your mate not her” Emily shouted in anger, her voice laced with jealousy and possessiveness. At that moment, Edmund wanted to kiss her so badly but he controlled himself. “She is not my girlfriend, Emily. She is my sister, for God’s sake!” Edmund replied in his defense and Zara chuckled while choosing the pictures to post.

I gestured lazily at the phone, “That’s my girlfriend. Your sister should know that, should she not? After all, she knows that I have someone I'm dating.” The silence that followed was thick, almost suffocating. Morrison froze like he hadn’t expected me to admit it so bluntly. Amaya’s eyes widened, her lips parting in disbelief. “Your what?” He demanded, his voice sharp, high-pitched with outrage. I smirked wider, my tone mocking just a little, “Girlfriend. Do you want me to spell it out for you?” I sat back in my chair again, crossing one leg over the other, completely unbothered, “Emelia is mine. Is that clear enough?”

She had met my boss, SPENDING, saying she was looking for a young man who can make her feel like a woman. SPENDING had hooked me up with her and ever since our first night together, I had been her one and only lover. My name is Kevin. Cute name, I Know but that's the sort of name that attracts women to me like a magnet. When asked what I do for a living, I'd say I render services to rich women, whether married or single so long as money was involved. I took pride in my job and I do it like a pro. If you ain't talking money then I got no business hanging out with you. Broke girls are not my type no matter how pretty or sexually packaged you are. Who wants a broke girlfriend when you can earn

He was looking at his screen when Brian walked in holding two cups of coffee. “What’s up, man?” Brian said, walking over to the desk. “Nothing much,” Ace replied. Brian raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean by ‘nothing much’? Are you kidding me?” Ace smiled a little. “We’re official now. She’s my girlfriend.” Brian blinked. “You and Emma?” he said. “It’s real?” “Yeah,” Ace said, leaning back in his chair. Brian handed him a cup. “No wonder you seem calmer lately.”

"Ever since your crazy ass travelled out of the country and left things here for only me to handle. But I’m fine though,” From the way they talked their body language and how relaxed Jettison look I could tell they were not strangers more like acquaintance. Rodger shifted his gaze to me. “So who’s the chick we’ve got here?” he asked raising a brow at Jettison. “My girlfriend, Emilia. Just wanna show her around,” Jettison replied as he pulled me close by the waist, resting his head lightly against the side of mine.

She was fresh out of college. After a moment's hesitation, I said, "People only feel remorse once they lose someone. She knows what I like now, but she didn't care back then. Doing it now means it's already too late. I don't want her love anymore, and I don't want a woman I have to settle for. You shouldn't settle for a man like that either." Jenna kept waiting downstairs, as if sheer persistence would eventually move me. In the end, I went down and asked her to follow me to a nearby cafe.