Divorced At Eighteen Novels & Stories

Every single time, she gambled our marriage against Peter in some bet. Every single time, she had lost without exception. The first time, she lost a game and announced our divorce at my birthday party. The guests at the celebration were stunned when they saw the divorce papers plastered across the entire hall. The second time, she lost a street race and punished herself by speeding down a mountain road. She ended up in a car accident. Our remarriage had to be postponed yet again. The third time… Every single time, she would give me that troubled look and say, “Will, Peter just came back to the country. He doesn’t have any friends here. I’m as close to a sister as he can have. It’s only right

The loneliness welcomed him as usual. Sighing, he walked into the kitchen to drop off the groceries he bought before heading into the room to change into a more comfortable outfit. He was Fifty-one and still had no family of his own. Richard had been married once but he divorced his wife after six months of enduring the marriage. His ex-wife had bitterly let him go. He was robotic and couldn’t let go of the woman who had been in his heart for twenty-seven years. He started dancing at seventeen and met the love of his life when he turned twenty-four.

"Did you really drive down here in your pajamas or is that a new item of the clothing brand your modeling for?" "Don't be silly, Diane, it's my pajamas," Abigail said with a sigh and collapsed on her couch. "You look stressed out, babe, what's the problem?" Diane asked and joined her on the couch. "It's my husband," Abigail sighed. "I knew marriage was total bullshit after my third divorce. Listen, girl, if your husband messes up, you serve him the papers. Problem solved," Diane snapped her fingers. "But I'm in love with him, Diane, divorce is out of the option," Abigail whined.

“Christy is right though…Ava agreed to divorce you in three years. How can you love a woman who had an expiration date for you?” “She was forced! Jessica must have blackmailed her and her family at that time. Even now Jessica seized their assets and accounts! Can’t you see what’s happening? Christy laughed with a cold sound. “You’re pathetic. Why didn't you understand her then? Why now? After all you’ve said and done to her? Don’t be a hypocrite and stick to blood than chasing a ghost."

Then he set the folder in front of me. "I should have brought this to you sooner," he said. "When this case started to go in another direction, I should have looked harder at what I was holding." "What is it?" I asked. "Your parents' original divorce agreement," he said. "It was filed seventeen years ago." I opened the folder. Most of it was the standard language you'd expect. Division of assets, custody arrangements, financial settlements. Pages and pages of the formal, cold document that was what a marriage looked like when it was being taken apart.

‘He plays the hard guy, but I guess he got that way when his wife walked out on him. ‘He’s been married? I didn’t know.’ This was a shock. Was there no end to the hidden depths of this man? Even as this occurred to Karen, she was very conscious of Armina stroking her upper arm, slowly, languorously, making her melt inside. ‘Oh, yes, when he was twenty. Too young, of course. And she was a bitch by all accounts, after him for his title and money. Did well out of the divorce settlement, went back to the States and took their son with her.’ Armina was watching her closely, a smile deepening the dimples each side of her mouth.

He picked up a pen and signed the last page. Then the second and third pages were signed without reading a single word or asking any questions. “Next time you need money, just ask for it.” He tossed the pen onto the table. “You don’t have to pretend it’s anything else. We both know that’s why you married into this family.” My fingers tightened slightly around the papers. Three years of marriage and all it took to end it was three signatures. I quietly slid the documents back into the envelope. Karl had already returned to his tablet completely unaware that he had just signed his own divorce papers.

He looked at her and asked, "Over all these years, what else have you done to Rae?" "What are you talking about? Have you lost your mind?" Sheila stepped forward and saw the divorce papers on the table. She picked them up and flipped through them. "You want a divorce—and you expect me to walk away with nothing?" She sneered and flung the papers in Dad's face. "Richard, you must be dreaming. I was only 18 when I got involved with you. I gave up the chance to have children for you. I spent three years willingly being your mistress. Do you have any idea how vicious the rumors were behind my back? Even my own mother said I was a disgrace and told me I might as well die somewhere no one could see

"How long has it been since you left?" "Eight months since I moved out. The divorce was finalized three months ago, though he kept trying to claim it wasn't valid." "And in those eight months, you've started over completely. New job, new apartment, new life. You've fought back against his business practices and won. You've refused to let him intimidate you into coming back." Thomas met my eyes. "If that's what weakness looks like, I'd hate to see your version of strength." I felt tears threatening and blinked them back. "Sometimes I wake up and for a split second, I forget I'm free. I expect to feel his weight in the bed next to me, or hear him yelling from the other room."

It was a sensational topic in the country when the divorce happened and she was caught in the middle of it all. Wayne didn't hear anything from Kaylar and assumed she didn't want to talk about it. "It was devastating. The family that I thought was seemingly perfect family ended all of a sudden. My parents surely had their reasons to get separated but what could I do then? I just had to accept everything as it is and live my life" Kaylar's voice was laced with sadness. Her parents got divorced after her sixteen birthday. She was at a loss between who to choose, she loved both her parents but she chose to leave with her mother when she found out her father was getting married to someone else.