Your Boyfriend Peter Novels & Stories

He’s purposely holding himself back for many reasons, a few of which disappear from his mind when Alex pulls him back, lips brushing over his forehead. Boyfriendbots are apparently really, really good at what they do, Shantal observes.

When I look up she's looking at me for a reaction. I force a smile and nod, pretending to be interested. Tamrin glances at me, her eyes filled with curiosity. I guess I'm not masking my feelings well. Sadie sits up, her curiosity piqued. "That sounds fun," Sadie says, her tone genuine. "He seems to be into you now. You guys are going out a lot?" Presley beams. "Can you believe it? And you said he's not my boyfriend" Presley says looking at Tamrin

He is my boyfriend and we will get married" I said pausing. Suddenly, all my memories invaded my mind when Bennett rejected me for being a weak wolf. "Walter doesn't want me as a lover, but he will give me what my mate never wanted to give me. Not only will he give me the title of moon, but he will give me a real relationship where he won't hide me with his pack. Also, he will make me forget the man I once loved...". My words left Bennett completely frozen. Without saying anything, he created a time bomb inside my chest.

I didn't even flinch. "So what? I'm divorcing you." Then Peter grabbed me from behind, arms tight like he thought that'd fix things. Voice all cracked and raw. "I haven't signed the papers. It's been forever. Aren't you done being mad? I gave up everything at the firm to find you. Just come home with me." I yanked myself free, heart hammering. "Don't touch me. You're just some guy to me now." Peter froze, eyes full of that sad puppy look. "You don't mean that. I can't be a stranger. Yeah, I screwed up, but Cindy meant nothing. It was a stupid fling. She came on to me—I said no at first. I was drunk—"

They kissed like no one else existed, Tracey's hands sliding under Peter's suit jacket, shameless. The smug confidence she'd always flaunted dissolved in an instant. Panic took its place. She lunged, slapping the tablet out of my hands mid-livestream. Then, as if possessed, she screamed, "You're insane! Don't you get it? Peter stopped loving you a long time ago! "He's mine—he's always been mine! We were each other's first love, and we never got over it! "We've been together for ages!" Peter's face turned pale. "That's not true!" he shouted, his voice cracking. "Freya, listen to me! I was drunk that night—I don't even remember what happened!"

Hell no. "What?" Chloe asks, blinking and looking away for a second, trying to remember everything in my office, "There's only like three or four guys in your floor. Is it the old one, the crazy one or the emo one? I'm pretty sure the emo one is gay. And we don't need another gay boyfriend in the family." "Fuck you," Celeste growls at her, since her first ever boyfriend turned out to be into boys too. They're really good friends now, "Who is it?"

Before I can turn around to go, Peter grabs my arms and pulls me towards him. "Nicole?" He inches his face closer to me with his hand wrapping around my waist. For a moment I feel my legs glued to the ground as I stand being frozen at my place "He isn't the right guy for you. He may hurt you. Try to understand." He sighs, brushing his thumb against my chin as I stare at his face. " And I can't stand seeing someone hurt you because...I like you." His lips graze against mine. "I know you like me too." He says and I look at him in pure astonishment hearing his confession. What did I just hear? Does Peter like me? I don't know what to say? I don't know what to do? Isn't this what you wanted from

“Miss Chen, the announcement is locked in. Contracts are waiting at the house. Smile for the crowd. This is blowing up online.” “Blowing up my life, you mean,” I fired back. “For what? Your ratings?” Nate’s hand brushed my waist as he turned us toward the cameras. His fingers spread warm through my shirt. “Mine’s blowing up too. Yelling only makes the clips worse. Breathe with me.” “Breathe with you?” I faced him, our bodies too close in the crush. His eyes held mine, dark and intense. “You’re my brother’s best friend and suddenly my fake boyfriend? This is insane.”

"You’ve always been too nice, Arabella Leovough." I chuckle and drop my head. When I lift my gaze, Peter is staring at me with a look I’d rather not decipher and I clear my throat, keeping my stare blank as I speak. "And Peter?" He responds with a hum and I continue. "Don’t do that to any other girl. Until you’ve gotten better or found one who’s willing to embrace that side of you. Don’t do what you did with me." "I won’t. Thank you, Arabella." He mumbles, and I nod. Peter looks around me before his gaze falls on me again. "Where’s your boyfriend? I don’t see him around."

Althea cried. Peter’s face turned white. “I like you!” He almost shouted. It was meant to console Althea. That the kiss did not come from a random person, but so someone who likes her. Althea stopped crying. She pouted her lips and sniffed. “You liked me? Are you my boyfriend now?” Her eyes were wide when she asked Peter the question. When he realized that he had declared his feelings in front of us, his face turned crimson in embarrassment. But then he nodded shyly and bravely faced her.