Anniversary Letters To Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"You're…you're divorcing me on our anniversary? Our fourth anniversary?" He quirked an eyebrow. "So what?" A surge of anger swept through me at his aloofness. "Tell me Jason. Tell me. Did our marriage mean anything to you?" “You could’ve at least let me eat before destroying me,” I said, my lips trembling with the weight of unshed tears. Jason shrugged. “I don’t see the point of dragging it out. It’s done. Sign the papers.” On their fourth wedding anniversary, Jason slides divorce papers over the dining table. Isabelle is bewildered and tries to reason with him but he is adamant and he insists that she signs the papers. Then, Lila, her cousin, appears out of nowhere, visibly pregnant and clings to Jason possessively. Utterly shocked and angered, she signs the papers and leaves the house. When she returns, she is locked out. Just like that she becomes homeless. She wakes up in a cheap motel with no plan, no money, just nothing. She gets a cleaning job but on her way home after the first work day, she collapses. She discovers she is pregnant. By the help of a mysterious man she meets at the club, she leaves town. Years later, she returns to the city, changed, sophisticated and wealthy. What happens when her path and Jason's cross? Is she back for dirty revenge? To crush his world to nothing but dust? Or is there a chance she would take him back? What happens when the mysterious man returns to her life?

Five years ago, I was his life and I thought we would be the end game until Rosalin, his new assistant, seeped into our life. It began with urgent late night meetings. Our dinner conversations, once filled with shared secrets and soft laughter, were replaced by the rhythmic tapping of his thumbs against his phone. He stopped looking at me across the table, his gaze permanently fixed on the glowing screen as he replied to her "emergency" texts. When I’d walk into his office, the air would turn brittle. He’d stop talking mid-sentence, Rosalin leaning over his shoulder with a look that wasn't professional. But the breaking point was when he left me waiting for six hours on our anniversary Gala to celebrate Rosaline’s birthday. “We got occupied with something, Victoria.” He said, “Rosaline has brought cake for you. It was her birthday as well.” Just then a notification came into my phone. It was Rosaline’s post. She had posted a picture minutes before entering the gala. She was sitting in a seven-star hotel, the one I asked Jayden to book for our Anniversary but he refused after saying it was full. She had been cutting her birthday cake surrounded by red candles’ flames and a pair of hands had cupped hers. Jayden’s hands. He had ghosted our Anniversary Gala to celebrate Rosaline’s birthday! That was when I realised, I had no future with this man. I will disappear from his world, taking his child with me.

The day before New Year's, my younger brother announced he was bringing his girlfriend home for dinner. Excited, I drove my new car to pick them up, taking my daughter along with me. However, as soon as his girlfriend got in the car, her face darkened. "Henry, you didn't tell me your sister was staying at your place—and with a kid!" she snapped. I frowned and was about to explain when my brother quickly interjected, "She's not staying. After dropping us off, she'll be heading to a hotel." Only then did his girlfriend's expression ease. I swallowed my discomfort and asked my brother what he was planning. He leaned in with a conspiratorial grin and said, "Sis, don't cause any trouble for me, okay? My girlfriend is the daughter of the Cromwell Group's CEO!" My eyes widened in shock. Was not the Cromwell Group the same company my ex-husband had just handed over to me as part of our divorce settlement?

I went abroad for a year to further my studies and kept in touch with my girlfriend through video calls every day. One day, I saw her first love posted a photo with a caption: [We are finally back together after ten years!] In the photo, my girlfriend was visibly pregnant, holding the arm of the man next to her with a sweet smile.

Port, a herald in the Heavenly Realm, was contented with his life delivering letters on different realms. Until he was executed and befell on Terrene Realm—the mortal world, and lost his memory. He met the arrogant artist called Eros Cuevas, who wanted to escape from the noisy world of mainstream media. The two of them did not realize that the ugly pasts they both wanted to forget were something that connected them. What will happen if a fallen angel falls in love with a human? What will happen if the different realms collide? What will happen if Eros learns that Port has something to do with his twisted past? Will love be enough, or vengeance is a must?

Melinda’s world shatters on her anniversary when she walks into her husband Ethan’s office, not for a celebratory surprise, but to find him entwined with her own sister, Sage. What happens, however, when years later, she comes back seeking revenge, but with twins, and a father who is new to the picture?

One nignt. One mistake. And now...a baby. On her anniversary night, Sophia is betrayed and sold—only to wake up in the arms of a mysterious billionaire werewolf. Forced into marriage to protect her unborn child, she's thrown into a world of danger, secrets, and power she never knew she had. Can love survive when fate has other plans?

On the night they were suppose to celebrate their third anniversary, Maya catches her boyfriend of the time in bed with a woman doing a dance that is old as time itself. She turns to her best friend for comfort who later manipulates her to go out for a night drink which ends up in a beautiful disaster... kissing a stranger perhaps

On her third wedding anniversary, Sophia stands beside her husband—only to be erased. Before the entire pack, Alpha Marcus announces that he has found his true fated mate. The cheers are deafening. The betrayal is public. And Sophia, once Luna, is expected to step aside with grace while her replacement, Lila, plays the innocent victim. Marcus pleads for understanding. Lila smiles through false tears. And Sophia, humiliated but unbroken, does the unthinkable—she severs the bond and walks away. But betrayal doesn’t end with rejection. Moments later, Sophia collapses in excruciating pain, poisoned by the very wine Lila offered her. As death closes in, she uncovers the darkest truth of all: Lila is not just a rival… she is a witch. Murdered and discarded, Sophia should be gone forever. Instead, she wakes up one day earlier—back before the anniversary, before the betrayal, before her death. This time, she remembers everything. And this time, Sophia isn’t here to be humiliated. She’s here for revenge.

On our fifth anniversary, I came across the Instagram page of a stranger named Serena Reed. The girl lay sideways on a hospital bed, her bandage-wrapped hand intertwined with a man's larger hand. On the man's ring finger was a moonstone ring, with Vincent Carter's name and my own name clearly engraved on the band. Below the photo, the girl had written: "It's just a tiny scratch, but he was so worried he insisted I stay in the hospital. Being loved like this feels incredible!" An hour earlier, Vincent had apologized to me over the phone. "Nina, there's an urgent matter with the patrol team. Don't wait for me for dinner. When I come back, I'll bring you a gift." He was not coming home for our anniversary because he was with another woman. I silently melted down the moonstone ring and sent it to Vincent as a gift. Then I packed all my belongings, including the pup in my womb, and left the Shadow pack quietly, never to return.