What Makes A Great Boyfriend Novels & Stories

Hayden screamed, his scream resounding in the hall. "I'll be your boyfriend, Zen. I'll be yours till the end of time." Hayden confessed and hugged Zenos tightly due to his intense joy. Hayden reached out his right hand to stroke Zenos' calm face; he was handsome, wealthy, hardworking, meticulous, and knew how to plan.... The more Hayden counted the traits of his boyfriend, the more sweetness crept into his heart. Hayden knew that there would never be a man like Zenos who truly cared for him, so he'd make sure never to let go. Even if his behind had to suffer in the future.

"Well what are you waiting for? Go say hi!" "Uh..." I trailed off needing a moment. None of the guys I have met before today have been anywhere close to as good looking as he was. Some weren't ugly by any means but if the side view of this guy was good enough to be a model I can't imagine seeing his full face is like. You can do this Aubrey. Its just a business transaction. You are paying him to be your fake boyfriend, that is all. Be professional and go say hi. I nodded to my inner voice, probably looking like a lunatic to anyone watching me.

"I had two girlfriend before. Why?" "Two?!" I felt a sudden disappoinment. "That was nothing. But you, you can't have a boyfriend until you are not finishing college." I pouted. "That is too long..." "Your first boyfriend should loves you, of course. You should love him too. Make sure that he is going to treat you like a queen. Do not be swept away by sweet words because guys are like that. They will show you beautiful things in the beginning, Nathrelya. And you should give him a hard time. Do not make him your boyfriend just because of his physical appearance. There are a lot of handsome men out there but not all of them have a heart."

"But he's not my boyfriend. He's just someone who I'm in love with." "You're in love with him?" she asked, her tone softer now. I nodded. "Does he love you back?" she asked again. My fingers nervously played with the edge of my sleeve. "I don't know. But it feels like he does. He said he's ready to kill a thousand people for me. He's not like every normal guy, but he's been good to me." I said, a smile curving around my lips. "That's impressive. Then why is he not your boyfriend?"

She was, after all, his hummingbird. The man in front of him was half naked with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist, he was muscular and well built, his face was also quite chiseled, yes, he was more on the paler side lately in comparison to the past but it should not make him any less desirable. He had everything a woman could possibly desire, he was handsome and fit, intelligent and wealthy, he would also consider himself romantic and for Vian he was a loyal and devoted man. He had never cheated when he was dating her, in fact he always made sure all her needs were fulfilled in so many different ways. Even when she thought she did not want it, he knew she did and gave it to her.

I’ve been saving to open my restaurant. But it is no reason not to splurge on a beer gift for my boyfriend. This is a perfect opportunity to spend on him. Boyfriend. Thinking of him that way still gives me berries. Never in a million years would I have imagined a man as handsome and sexy as him even looking at me twice. But not only do I not feel inadequate or self-conscious when I’m with him, the section and desire he has for me is not just evident, but grows more and more every day.

Second, the bastard thug had just called himself my boyfriend and they must have found me disgusting for dating a thug. “Jordan…” Damien made to move closer to me but I backed away. The donut box dropping from my hand. “I said ‘act like my boyfriend’ for just five minutes, not ‘act like my fucking husband’ for the rest of your life!” I half-yelled, my fingers curled into a tight fist as I glared hard at Damien. Damien blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of my expression into his damn memory, as if he hadn’t expected me to get mad at him for beating a defenseless man to a musk.

The day I posted about him on social media, the mutual friend who had once pleaded Damian's case came to me again. "Elara, this guy isn't as handsome as Damian and he's not as capable either. Why are your boyfriends getting worse and worse?” "I still think Damian is your best choice." I smiled without saying anything and blocked that idiot. Maybe to outsiders, my new boyfriend was not as perfect as Damian. However, he loved every outfit I wore and encouraged me not to obsess over my body, to boldly wear whatever I wanted. He read my novels carefully and praised how well I wrote.

A friend of mine sent me an Instagram video. I clicked on it and watched as a couple playfully doted on each other. The guy fed the girl a strawberry with his mouth, then embraced her lovingly. I was about to exit the video out of boredom when the guy turned his head, and I froze. He looked just like my boyfriend, Julian Lawrence. Julian had been dabbling in social media ever since he graduated, though he was far from famous. His content mostly consisted of selfies, and I'd never seen him post any videos.

Alexandra blew her a kiss and sang, "Loving you is a one-sided thing; I don't know what your smile means…" Phoebe was lost for words. Still worried, she waited until Alexandra's boyfriend showed up so she could look him over. He had the looks of a movie star and a body that could outshine a model's. He was easy on the eyes, and he was clearly attentive to Alexandra. Alexandra had a checklist for boyfriends. They had to be handsome, have a great physique, have no bad habits, be obedient, and be caring. Well, it seemed like she'd nailed it with this guy. Phoebe was happy for her.