Novel & Cerita Divorce Romance Novels

Arianne did not realize that she sounded like a child showing off, but Tiffany could clearly see it. “Oh, oh, oh, look at you! And you were just telling me that you want a divorce, how you can’t stand him anymore… You’re so lovey-dovey now, aren’t you? I think a divorce is impossible after you’ve spent so many years with him. There’s still familial love even without romantic love. I really envy you guys for stepping right into familial love, passing the romance. No matter how bad things get, you’ll reconcile in a blink of an eye. Other people break up so easily and get a divorce with just a snap of fingers.”

".. listen you bitch sign these divorce papers ... If you signed them , than you will get whatever you want from me... Money , villa , car , luxury .. anything . (' I frowned while listening his words and getting what he mean to say.. huh.. money is not everything , I am not some gold digger... What I want is love , respect , care but you're too poor to give any ' I said in my head .) .. But if you won't signed them , than you will get only pain and see the hell every day .. like you had faced yesterday and on our wedding night ...

genre? "You should read fewer of these novels," Chris advised. "Reading too much can lead to wishful thinking." Paige asked, "Why do you say that’s wishful thinking?" Chris explained, "Do you really think there are many wealthy and handsome men interested in divorced women?" Paige inquired, "Why not?" Chris nodded and said, "Well, It's possible—everything in the world is possible. However, divorced women marrying wealthy and handsome men is extremely rare. It's not as common as you might think. Not every divorced woman can marry a wealthy and handsome man."

BOOK 1 OF THE DESTINED LOVE SERIES: Little Alfred Plays Matchmaker: The Billionaire's Regret ***MIRABELLA’S POV*** I stared blankly at the file in my hand, still trying to wrap my head around it. It’s a divorce document sent to me by my beloved husband. At first, I thought he was joking when he first mentioned it to me, but now that it is in my possession, it is crystal clear that my husband meant it. He had already signed his part before having the documents sent to me.

She asked me to forget everything and keep this child to myself as long as she lived, Jonathan was dead to her and me. "Claire" Jonathan called out my name. "We can sort this out, it hasn't gotten to this, A divorce was not called for" he tried to explain I was exhausted, my eyes were puffy and drained of sleep as I stared at Jonathan. "How many times this month has there been a scandal of you, yeah that Right, 4 in a month, which you still deny you had nothing to do with, kissing a lady in public and you have the guts to tell me it was nothing, that the internet overdid it…..you bastard"

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

A reluctant smile curved my lips as soon as I emptied my glass. I breathed hard, then looked up to meet the cold breeze and ease all the troubling thoughts in my head, but somehow the glittering stars, and peaceful night sky couldn’t make the cut. I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol that tasted bitter, or the feeling weighing down my chest, but no matter how much I drink, I could still vividly remember my last conversation with Damian. What a ruthless husband. How can he shamelessly ask me for a divorce right after I overlooked his scandalous affair?

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Roman followed, the two men a silent storm moving toward the steel doors. They didn’t speak in the elevator. The tension was too thick, the air charged with years of bad blood and something darker—something personal. When they stepped out, Roman led the way to the dim stairwell, where the hum of traffic seeped faintly through the concrete walls. “You’re married to the wrong woman,” Roman said without preamble. Zane’s jaw tightened. “Careful.” “She doesn’t belong in your world,” Roman continued, ignoring the warning. “Divorce her before you ruin both your lives.”

"It's 'cause you married ME. You got to flash the Cortese name. And now you're losing your mind over a stripper?" He was shaking—could've been fury, could've been shame. Fists clenched, veins popping. "I'm done!" he roared, loud enough to rattle the windows. "I'm done living like a damn parasite! Done letting you pull the strings!" I didn't blink. "Then what do you want, Damon?" He sucked in a breath, eyes wild—like he was walking himself off a cliff. "I want a divorce."