4 Exes Novels & Stories

Twice. There was a click. "Good afternoon," a deep, highly professional voice answered. "Carrington Enterprises. This is the CEO's office. How may I assist you?" I froze, the phone nearly slipping from my grip. Carrington? As in the Carrington family? The ruthless, untouchable multi-billionaire dynasty that practically owned the entire country’s economy? Why in the world would Grandfather give me the personal number for the CEO of Carrington Enterprises?

Levy “Fuck,” I say out loud as Lex looks me in the eye. “So, you’re telling me that Jake had a kid brother?” Lex nods. We’re sitting in his den. It’s actually the basement of his house and runs about four hundred square meters. He has also sots of monitors and screens hooked up. The man runs a private surveillance company on top of being a marine. How he fits it all in is beyond me but he does. Of course, he has a whole team. No, a whole village of people that support him and his brothers.

“I came after her because she’s yours, because she was yours. Because she’s your ex. And I wanted to see what it would do to you. I wanted to see you hurt.” I snapped as rage, so white and hot, surged through my chest. I wanted to punch something, to kill him, to tear him apart limb by limb. “You’re disgusting. You're pathetic. You’re a piece of shit,” I spat. Adrian laughed, soft and sinister. “You’re an even worse piece of shit than I am. Maybe that's what is written in the books for her to only be with piece of shits like you and I. At least with me, she gets a warm bed and loads of pleasure. I'm not the one who deprived her of pleasure for four years,” he shrugged.

I said with a small smile. At first I thought I could cope, but I just can’t. A mother-in-law who insults me everyday. A nonchalant husband Maids who doesn’t listen to me, it was just too much. I’m so greatful to God that Ivan doesn’t live here because if he did, he would be added to the fucking list. “You are joking right,” Cyrus said as he held my hands, this time he was panicking. I gazed at him with a blank face.

she declared earlier, stuffing crayons into the side pocket of her bag like they were highlighters. Now, as the elevator doors opened to the expansive top floor of the Donovan Enterprises headquarters, she gasped so loudly that a few passing executives turned in surprise. “Whoa…” The sleek interior gleamed, floor to ceiling windows with city views, soft matte black finishes, a sprawling marble reception desk. It was corporate heaven for most. But for Eira? “It’s bigger than Dorian’s,” she whispered, awed. Asher raised a brow. “You remember his office?” “He has more candy,” she replied, “but yours has cooler windows.”

Emma said and Matilda furrowed her brows. " XESS?" Matilda said. " In short for, Xander, Elvis, Silver and Steven. They are the most famous here. Girls over here drool for them, they're all handsome and gosh everyone wants to have a moment with them." Ella explained. "What, all girls, what so special about them." clyde said squeezing his face in disgust."

Emma murmured, a sharp, satisfied smile appearing on her face as we walked toward our armored SUV where the driver was already waiting with the doors open. ​"She is completely finished in this circle, Emma, and now that her schoolyard trap has failed, your ex-husband is the only target we have left to destroy before the quarterly market opens on Friday morning," I said, opening the door for her and feeling a deep sense of mutual respect as we prepared to launch the final financial strike against Jace's Enterprises.

No way! What he said next made my eyes widen and threaten to burst out of its sockets. “Dear Ex-Wife, Let Us Restart.”

SLAP! The loud slap echoed throughout the room, creating a tense atmosphere. Griffin didn't flinch; his posture, which had almost fallen, straightened again, his jaw tightened, and his teeth gritted. "Where's your brain, Griffin? The problem from yesterday isn't even solved, and now you've added more trouble. I can't understand your way of thinking!" Alex scolded, slamming the table. His frustration with his only son never seemed to end. The problems kept piling daily, and Griffin became more out of control.

I am Xerra, a superbeing from a remote galaxy far away from the Milky Way called Ciriculus. I live in this fourth-dimensional world called Aryan wherein everything is possible. Well… almost everything… I scanned the familiar domain I was in. I was surrounded by the green and blue giant trees that seemed to reach the still dark sky. I had always loved the relaxing smell of the leaves in the Aiglean Forest and the gentle touch of fresh mountain dews before the sun rises.