Dear Ex Novels & Stories

I smile with excitement and quickly compose a response. 'Dear Doctor Elliot, I'm thrilled to hear from you, and I want to express my gratitude for selecting me. I'm very excited to meet you and discuss your fascinating program. Friday around eleven should work perfectly! I look forward to our conversation, and thanks again for reaching out! All the best, Julianna Macey (she/her) Brown University' I feel like I could burst with joy; everything about this opportunity is incredibly exciting. The possibility that my research and hard work could take me this far is overwhelming.

Maybe I was being paranoid. My phone chimed taking me out of my paranoia. Mr Wrexler: I miss you already. See you tomorrow night gorgeous xx

The email read; “Dear student, Evans Hart, due to your excellence in your studies, we the school council wouldn’t want your talent to go to waste because of your personal life, so we have decided to give you a rare opportunity to get your certificate. The opportunity will have you leave the country and go to Canada to intern under a doctor in a famous hospital. There, you’ll gain experience and also the opportunity to get your degree. Please, inform us if you’re interested so we can discuss and also arrange things with immediate effect. Sent by Professor Charles."

I said, drawing out my phone while she flipped the pages of her book open. Before I could even type anything, I received a message from the person. ‘Axel Fisher’ Well, it was a man. I looked around to see if I could see anyone watching but no one was, then how did he- 'Room 001’ I let out a sigh, looking up at the lady. “It's Axel Fisher,". Her brows furrowed for a while as if she didn't understand the language I was speaking in. I assumed she didn't hear me properly so I repeated my words.

“Will get it done, sir.” “Thank you; you can go,” I said and looked at my computer, as I knew Kaden was weirdly looking at me, and just as the door closed, my telephone started ringing. “Mr. Connors, how may I help you?” I said as I picked up the call. “Hello sir, it's me, the secretary of the Inner Bankers.” "Oh, hello, I'm-” "I'm sorry, sir, the investment had been canceled.” “What?!”

Hello dearies and happy new month 💙💙💙 This book hasn't been so consistent with updates in the last few days due to some personal stuff happening but from this new month, updates will be consistent. Thanks 💙💫

Chapter 43: Are You Jealous? Jaxon Wolff I sat on the edge of the bed, the soft vibration of my phone on the nightstand pulling me out of my restless thoughts. It was a message from Natalie, her name flashing on the screen. The message was simple, "Jaxon, I want to talk about yesterday. I feel awful about everything, and I just need to get it off my chest."

The living room opened onto a small terrace where the afternoon breeze stirred the wind chimes. For the first time in what felt like forever… I could breathe. As I unpacked the last of my things, something caught my eye. A folded envelope rested on the bedside table. There was no name on the front. Curious, I opened it. Inside was a single handwritten note. “You don't have to forgive me. You don't have to speak to me. You don't even have to see me. Just focus on getting stronger. I'll keep every promise I made today.” — Zayn.

Damien leaned forward, resting his elbows on the polished table, his icy blue eyes fixed straight on Roman. "Mother, we need to address the elephant in the room before the stock market opens in thirty minutes," Damien said, his voice dripping with smooth, fake concern. "A leaked video of Roman kissing an unidentified woman in a residential garage is trending number one across every gossip outlet in the country." "I am well aware, Damien," Victoria snapped, her sharp eyebrows pulled together. "PR is currently swamped with calls from investors."

A second after, he stared wide eye open at Xia Yu, his hostess in disbelief. "How C-could? How could you know such a thing! You are just a mere mortal, while I am a system! Whats more to that a son of an AL" ' Oh shut the fuck up, you are just made okay. Stop exaggerating your identity in front of me, cause that won't work. Do you got that system 143 or should i call you my Dᴇᴀʀ Lᴏᴠᴇ'