A Hot Night After Divorce Novels & Stories

To help Adrian Spencer get over his feelings for his cousin, his mother made a deal—with Zoey Landon, the girl who had been secretly in love with him for years. They signed a contract. It gave Zoey ninety-nine chances. If even once—just once—Adrian chose her, she’d get what she wanted: to become his wife. But if he never did, she’d be sent overseas for good. No return. No exceptions. Zoey knew how hopelessly obsessed Adrian was with Claire Spencer. Still, she signed without hesitation. Ninety-nine chances. She refused to believe he wouldn’t choose her—not even once. But what she didn’t see coming was…

My sister-in-law, Alicia, insisted that her son was a chosen fighter, blessed by God and immune to harm. The truth was far darker: every injury meant for him was being transferred onto my daughter. His congenital heart disease disappeared overnight. While most children his age were still carefully protected, he was already taking part in extreme sports and never suffered so much as a scratch. Meanwhile, my once-healthy daughter weakened day by day. She began to suffer unexplained fractures throughout her body. There was not a single place left uninjured. It was impossible not to see the connection. When I voiced my suspicions to my husband, Jeff Charlton, and my mother-in-law, Kelly Freeman, they dismissed me as delusional. They accused me of being jealous that Alicia had given birth to a prodigy, while I had nothing but a "worthless" daughter. Later, Alicia's son completed a trek across the Saharain Desert and became an overnight sensation, a child star adored by millions. At the same time, my daughter suddenly collapsed from heatstroke and died without warning. Alicia went live on her platform, accusing me of making false claims out of envy. Her followers believed every word. They hunted me down and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at the moment Alicia first proclaimed her son a miracle child. This time, I was no longer a powerless mother. As a specialist doctor, I calmly pulled on my gloves. "Alicia," I said with a smile, "Let me examine my nephew and see if he's truly cured."

Things got out of hand the moment they met each other. It's like they are water and fire that cannot be mix in one room but in an unexpected turn of events, a tragedy took place that brings them both closer to each other. *** "Honey! Honey, come here now!" she called in a seductive tone of her voice, and she run upstairs while wearing red lingerie. "You naughty, woman, wait for me!" he excitingly responded and he followed her upstairs. She, then, jumps to the bed when she suddenly fell flat to the floor and hit her head which causes her eyesight to fade and little by little her memories are coming back. She looks around but all are unfamiliar to her. "Ouch. Where am I? What is this place? What am I doing here? And why the hell am I wearing lingerie?" she cluelessly asked herself when she slowly stand up to her feet. Whilst, the door opened and she saw a half-naked man approaching her. "Oh, I'm going to make sure that you won't be able to stand up in bed tonight," he cheekily told and put down his gray pants. "Ahh! For Christ's sake, Grey, put your pants on! Eew!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs while scolding him. He was stunned by what she just said and just stared at her. "What did you just call me?" he asked in a menacing tone of his voice when he realized that she called him by his real name. *** Come and read my story and let's find out what happened to them after their marriage. And, how did she end up in that situation?

When I was born, the nurse handed me over to my parents, and the smiles on their faces instantly vanished. Hovering over their son's smooth head was a line of numbers that no one else could see. 6570 days. It was exactly 18 years. Not a day more, not a day less. The nurse thought they were just nervous first-time parents, but my parents knew the truth. That number was my lifespan. While everyone else in the delivery room was celebrating a new life, my parents were staring at my death. For the next 18 years, I was the most precious person in the family. No matter how poor we were, the eggs were always mine, the new clothes were always mine, and the meat was always mine. My younger sister could only look on enviously. My parents often told her, "Let your brother have it. He doesn't have much time left." I was well-behaved from a young age, never causing trouble, quietly waiting to die. On my 18th birthday, I blew out the candles and said a sincere goodbye to the world. The next day, my parents and sister, dressed in black clothes, walked into my room with swollen eyes. I rubbed my eyes, smiled at them, and said, "Good morning." The air froze. The sadness on their faces slowly turned into astonishment, then coldness.

“You are right. She doesn't belong here in the open.” My voice deepened and my Eyes dilated. “She was made to be under me or above me or anything as long as I’m within her. That was her destiny.” ******** What was supposed to be a one-night stand became an addiction to the infamous Lycan King who visited the human world for the first time in many years. Lycan King Archie who recently took over the throne from his old father decided that after years of staying within his world, he needed some time to relax his head. He went to the human realm after a princess was chosen for him to rule with but he found a Rogue in the human world. A rogue he couldn't resist. A rogue he had a wild and hot night with. A rogue he became addicted to; Amanisa... Amanisa had hidden well among the humans, training and preparing herself for the revenge she was planning to achieve against the werewolf realm. Her kind killed her family because they wanted his title. She didn't know that she would be meeting the new Lycan King on the same night she decided to have her last fun in the human world before returning to the werewolf realm. These two destined lovers started as a meaningless fling but they couldn't break off until their individual responsibilities to their family sprung up again, threatening to break them apart. On one side was a sinful attraction that developed into love but on the other side was who they were meant to be… enemies.

He divorced her. That was two years ago. She was shopping with her best friend when she felt a blinding sort of pain before losing consciousness. She woke up at the hospital and saw her parents and Albert Matthews, her ex-husband, and the man who can cover the sky with one hand in S City, talking to the doctor. She has a disease - and they said she's dying in three days. This is her sixth day now. She died in his watch, wishing that in her next life, she would still be his wife -- and the gods favored her.

Zach Reed swept me off my feet... For the first time in my life, I let go of all my inhibitions. We shared one magical kiss... and then one hot night... I almost gave him my body... and I gave him all my heart. We made a promise to meet again and build a future together. *** I wasn't looking for love... I have always guarded my heart. But when I met Blaire Stewart, my world turned upside down. My body craved for her. My heart ached for her. I wanted to protect her, I wanted to possess her. I wanted the world to know that she was mine. *** Zach was the guy I wanted like no other. *** Blaire was the girl I will go to hell and back for. *** Until a family reunion shattered our dreams and tore us apart forever. *** When love touches on the forbidden... What will you do when the person you want the most Is the person you can never have? *** Warning: Contains explicit content. Suitable for ages 18 and over.

Born beneath the Blood Eclipse, I carry two curses: a soul that burns my mate alive and a bond that only ends in death. Born under a cursed moon, I was destined to destroy my mate. He rejected me. The next day, my parents sold me to a monster. Now I’m trapped in a loveless marriage, carrying a child I can’t explain, and pulled into a second bond with the one man my first mate calls brother. Everyone wants to control me. No one sees the storm I’m becoming. ~ “I let you go to save you, Avelyn.” Rhett muttered, with a lowered gaze. “No,” I whispered, voice trembling. “You let me go because you were terrified I’d destroy you.”

Michelle Lulu King is a famous beautiful actress, she's got the fame and riches but totally lost and silent in her loveless and abusive marriage, too scared to quit her marriage because she's scared of falling back to the gutter where she came from. Michael King is an egoistic husband who's also a famous director, but the worst man to his wife Michelle Lulu King, he's an unremorseful cheat, who believes his wife can never leave him, he believes he owns her because he made her famous and he will always threaten to destroy her career if she ever think of leaving him. Her carrier took her to Africa where she met Noah Gbenga Adewale, a man who truly loves and cares for her, a Man who makes her feel like she's the only woman on earth. They fell in love and became inseperable despite they had challenges, Michelle promised to fight for her love. Will their love conquer all? Follow Michelle Lulu King and Noah Gbenga Adewale love story.

The night before high school graduation, Ethan Luciano pulled me into his bedroom. His hands were rough, his touch demanding, yet my heart overflowed with a decade's worth of unspoken longing. I'd loved Ethan for ten years, and finally, it seemed my silent wishes had come true. Afterwards, as we lay tangled in his sheets, he whispered that he'd marry me after graduation. Once he took over the Luciano family's empire from his father, he'd make me the most cherished woman in the family. I believed him. The next morning, I sat curled up against his bare chest as he casually told my foster brother, Lucas, about us. My cheeks were flushed, and my heart raced, still clinging to the sweetness of the night before. However, then their conversation shifted into Italian. Lucas smirked, leaning back against the doorframe. "Not bad, Young Boss. Your first time, and the school's 'it girl' just threw herself at you. So, how's my little sister taste?" Ethan gave a lazy chuckle. "Looks like an angel, but a freak in the sheets. Who would’ve thought?" The room erupted in low, conspiratorial laughter. Lucas raised a brow. "So, should I call her my little sister or my future sister-in-law?" Ethan’s tone darkened, his arm tightening around my waist for a moment. Then he let out a sigh. "She’s nothing. Just practice," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I’m trying to hook up with the cheer captain, Sylvia Dawson, but I don’t want her thinking I’m clueless in bed. Cynthia Saville’s just a warm-up." He paused. "But don’t tell Sylvia. I don’t need her getting all emotional." They didn't know that I’d spent months secretly learning Italian, preparing for the life I thought I’d share with Ethan. I didn't say a word. Later that day, I quietly withdrew my early decision application to Caltech and applied to MIT instead.