Novel & Cerita Divorce Books

Heyyy Guys, Good news! Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge is now completed. I feel relieved and delighted at the same time. This book and my other book (Regretting Divorce) were very tough to write because during the lifetime of these books, I was hit by the most destructive storm any human can imagine facing... I lose my dear father, My Abbu.

No wonder Corbin simply couldn't forget about her. "You're not breaking up anything. Everything here should've belonged to you anyway." Corbin snatched the papers from me and threw them onto the table. "Are you done, Skylar? Ingrid has always been so busy at work, and it's not often she gets to come back to Novington like now! Why must you make things so awkward for her as soon as you meet?" I was calm as I answered, "I'm not. I just want to divorce you, as you wished. That way, you both can get together."

Once Jayna's gone, everywhere goes silent. “Uhm– have you a seat,” I say, short of words. She stares at the couch and shakes her head. “That won't be necessary. I'm here to get the divorce papers myself,” I stopped breathing. “Wha— what?” She extends her hand. “The divorce papers, Killian.” I'm trying hard not to stutter, to be calm. She crosses her arms, impatient. But the look in her eyes tells me all I need to know. I move and she stands there, watching.

And this man, this cold, terrifying man was offering a lifeline wrapped in thorns. I folded my arms. “No intimacy?” “Unless mutually agreed upon.” His voice was like ice breaking over concrete. Smooth, but dangerous. “And after a year?” “We file for divorce. Clean. Quiet. No drama.” I laughed under my breath. “Everything about you screams drama.” He didn’t laugh. Not even a twitch of a smile. I hated that even more. “Why twelve months?” I asked. “Because thirteen would be unlucky.” I raised an eyebrow. He stared at me. Unblinking. Serious.

Your support has meant everything to me on *Her Only Exception*, and I would be so grateful to feel that same support again. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading. Thank you for staying until the final page. Thank you for giving my first book so much love. I will always be grateful that *Her Only Exception* found its way to you. With love and so much gratitude, MELANIN BORDERS✨️❤️ NEW STORY!!!!! HE PLANNED TO DIVORCE ME, SO I DUMPED HIM FIRST Book Blurb "For eight years, I believed my husband loved me.

“This is your last chance, Kendra. Take your words back. If you don’t, I’ll take Nate overseas tomorrow. Don’t even think about seeing him again.” I put the phone on speaker and navigated to my gallery. There were 213 videos and more than 1,000 pictures. I had looked at them countless times before. I took a deep breath and deleted everything. Suddenly, I could not wait for tomorrow to come. “We were never married. Is that correct, Terrence?” On the other end of the line, Terrence went quiet. I looked down and continued indifferently, “Since we were never married, there’s no need to get a divorce. Let’s break up.”

I open the envelope, and start reading. And my stomach drops straight through the fucking floor. Plaintiff: Clover Smith Defendant: Zade Smith What does this say? Divorce. Divorce? You have got to be fucking kidding me. I scan the grounds. Infidelity. Mistreatment. Abuse. Abuse? I’ve never abused my wife. I keep reading. She doesn’t want the house. Doesn’t want any of the cars. Doesn’t want jewelry, clothing, or any of the assets.

Yeah, I was foolish enough that I couldn't even take care of myself. That's why I lost our child and my husband. Now, it seemed there was nothing left for me to lose. My lips parted, and the words finally came out. "Ryland, let's get divorced." His hand paused for a moment. Still, he didn't look at me. "Why are you bringing that up? Aren’t we already divorced? If you're in a hurry to remarry, we can move the date up a few days," he spoke quickly. Whenever he'd talked about things like this in the past, he'd always been calm and completely certain of himself.

"Don't take it personally. Victor's just emotional today, so he's acting out a little. Give me some time to calm him down. Once he's stable, we'll get married again. This time, we won't divorce anymore." I didn't answer. At Victor's urging, Charlotte drove away. I had believed that same promise seven times already. Every time, I believed her. Every time, I was fooled. The first divorce happened because Charlotte forgot Victor's birthday. The second happened because Victor lost his beloved cat. The third happened because Victor had a nightmare and said he dreamed Charlotte didn't want him anymore after she got married. And this time, it was because Charlotte had prepared a gift for me and not

The plane hit turbulence. Or maybe that was because every inch of me had responded to what his words had implied. "I'd rather die," I said. "Noted." But his eyes told me he didn’t believe it. "Moving on. Pages twenty-one through thirty cover business matters. You are not entitled to my business and I have no interest in yours if you start one. Clean financial separation." "That divorce occupies pages thirty-one through forty, '' Lucas says gently. “How it will be dealt with, public relations management, division of assets accumulated during marriage, which is essentially none since everything is separate.”