Beyond The Divorce Book Novels & Stories

I have no idea how to do the same to myself now that I’m alone. “You need to push forward with the divorce,” Cynthia says. “The sooner you are out from that man, the better it will be. Here.” Leaving her wine on the coffee table, Cynthia bounces to her feet and runs into her study. She returns a moment later with a business card, that she hands to me. On it is the name and number of a divorce attorney. “I won’t lie,” Cynthia says. “She’s expensive as hell, but she’s also cutthroat. That she’s a successful woman will also push Garnar over the edge, which we love to see.”

Maybe a drink or two would help. Brenda, on the other hand, lay back down in bed, feeling defeated. She thought about the agreement with Damien, and how it had all gone wrong. They had been married only for fourmonths now, and it felt like they were strangers. Brenda knew she couldn’t go on like this, but the thought of getting a divorce scared her. She didn’t know what the future held, and that thought terrified her. She got up from bed, slowly made her way to the bathroom, and washed her face. Brenda took a deep breath, trying to shake off her negative thoughts, and decided that she needed to talk to Damien. She needed to let him knowshe is no longer willing to work on their marriage, she’

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I thought, but suddenly, I couldn't feel any pain anymore. My emotions had become numb. I was broken, and so were my emotions. With a blank look on my face, I entered my message app and found Nathan's number. I clicked his number and began to compose a message using my stiff finger. “You are right. I have ruined your life. I will sign the divorce document”. …. Author Tina Nwuba: “12/7/25. My newest book is going to be out by next week. That storyline is one of a kind and not just your typical storylines.

I exhaled finally, long and shaky. Sylvia closed her folder with quietly, leaned back in the chair, steepling her fingers. “Here’s the thing, Noah. A divorce threat isn’t always the end, sometimes it’s an awakening. I see it as a wake up call to get things back in line, get things back on track and work them out. So talking to her about how sorry you are isn’t enough, it’s not the solution, you have to go deeper. You have to find the root of the problem, find out what started it, then and only then can you move forward with looking for a solution, otherwise it will be futile.” She paused, letting that sink in.

"The best way you can protect me is to stay out of my sight. And remember, we're already divorced. We have nothing to do with each other anymore, so why do you keep showing up in my life and disturbing me?" Charlotte pressed her lips together, and all the color drained from her face. Then, her voice broke. She shook her head and pleaded with me. "Did you get the wrong idea? The divorce is only temporary. We can get remarried whenever we want." I had no idea where she got the confidence. I looked at her, not bothering to hide my contempt. "Get remarried? Did I agree to that? After we got divorced this time, I never planned to marry you again. The biggest mistake I ever made was falling in lov

AUTHORS POV SYDNEY'S heart thudded in her chest at Gavin's words. She wasn't sure she heard him right. Tears immediately began running down her cheeks. Gavin's eyes softened, he had no choice. “I said I was sorry.” She hoped it was just mirth. Gavin looked away.”The divorce papers will be ready tomorrow. I'll mail it to your office, you'll probably be busy with work to care.” How could he say that? She loved him, but she wasn't sure he felt the same. Was Avery right? Is he using the baby as an excuse to divorce her because she sexually castrated him?

"Please… Please just forgive me this once. Give me one more chance, alright? The three of us can be a happy family together. "From now on, I'll only listen to you. I'll never trust another woman again..." He dropped to his knees in the pouring rain, stripped of every ounce of dignity. "My child has nothing to do with you, Oliver. I won't hate you either. From the day you made me sign the divorce agreement, we were history." Oliver stayed on his knees outside my gates all night long. Maeve, on the other hand, packed up her belongings and slipped away in the dead of night, vanishing just as abruptly as she had appeared, leaving Oliver with nothing but a mountain of debt.

“You removed my access. You removed my decision-making power. You slowly erased my role in something I co-built with you until I was no longer part of it in anything but name.” Her breathing deepened slightly. “And somewhere in that process, I stopped being your partner.” Silence pressed in again. Then she continued softly. “That is when I filed for divorce.” Matthew’s eyes dropped briefly to the paper in his hand again. The word divorce no longer felt abstract. It felt like something that had already been lived through without his awareness. Ava spoke again, almost as an afterthought, though it was anything but casual. “But you never signed it.” Matthew remained still for a long time.

Of course, he did. “That’s what makes me your husband-to-be,” he added, his voice laced with amusement. “I know what’s in your heart before you even say it.” My stomach twisted. There it was again...that warmth. That feeling I had been trying so hard to ignore. I flipped through the pages, stopping when I reached the reason for divorce. Neglect, emotional and physical abuse, infidelity, and threats to life. I smiled softly. “This is perfect.” Caleb’s gaze never left mine. “Do you want me to send it to Victor’s company or his house?”