Loving Bestfriend

Loving Bestfriend

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Cliché story of a girl who fell in love with her best friend. The boyish Veneia Angela Samonte fell in love with her best friend since birth, Yohan Vladimir Arevalo- the player. And the player fell in love with - oh no, not her but with some evil witch of the West- Jean Lorenzo. Being the best friend she is, she chose to hide her feelings and pretended to be happy for them but she's human too. A human who can only take so much pain. Best friends turned to strangers... Now, will these strangers/former best friends have another chance as lovers? Or will they only remain as strangers who had memories for the rest of their lives? Remember, even cliché stories don't all have the cliché fairytale ending.
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Jin has been in love with his best friend for ten years and spent five of those years in a relationship with him. But one day, he was forced to face the painful truth-those five years were nothing but a lie. Heartbroken and lonely, he throws himself into writing his new novel, determined to move on. However, his peace is constantly shattered by his next-door neighbor-a notorious player who brings different people over every night, filling the air with moans and humping sounds. Unable to focus and deprived of sleep, Jin reaches his breaking point. Frustrated and drunk, he storms over to confront his noisy neighbor, only to wake up the next morning in the man's bed. His head is pounding, his memories are hazy, and his body feels... different. Just what the hell happened last night? *** This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. The cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

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