Evil Ex Wife Novels & Stories

Lily De Silva had been married to the devilishly handsome CEO of Bradford Enterprises for four years, but their marriage came to an abrupt end when he asked for a divorce due to her inability to bear him another son. Reluctantly, she let him go. Meanwhile, Grey rekindled his romance with his first love, Natalia, a stunning Italian model, and got her pregnant. Months later, after their legal divorce, Lily discovered she was pregnant. Grey came crashing back into her life, wanting to win her back. However, Lily, now an heiress, refused to take him back. Will the enigmatic CEO win her love again, or will hate prevail in the end?

"After hiding from me for three years, I've finally found you," I say to her, my eyes scanning her from head to toe. "I wasn't hiding. I was simply living my life without you," she scoffs at me, crossing her arms. "It doesn't matter anyway, because here you are now. You look beautiful." "Mr Partridge, I'd appreciate it if we kept things between us strictly professional." There she goes again, calling me by my last name, which was once her own. "We're not working right now. Let's just talk." "Mr Partridge, have a good evening." As she walks away, I'm so captivated by her confidence that I only stand in place and watch her the entire time. I see no trace of the vulnerable woman who was once my wife. Not only is she bold and beautiful, but she hates me. ~~~ Three months after her miscarriage, Layla is served divorce papers by her billionaire husband, Nathan. He wants her to leave because he's reconnected with the girl of his dreams. This leaves Layla shattered and no amount of begging can make him change his mind. Though she starts from scratch in a new town, they meet again three years later. He's now her new boss and this time, he's desperate to win her back With only a thirst for revenge in her heart and a new man in her life who's also a billionaire, is there even the slightest possibility of Nathan getting a second chance to make things right with her? Or is he too late and will live the rest of his life wishing he should've cherished her?

After Theodore returned from the prison, her husband who went to jail for has begin a new wife. Now married and she is totally forgotten. But she wouldn’t let this slide. She strikes a deal with her Ex husband’s brother. Together, they must bring him down.

He broke her heart. Now, she’s breaking his pride. After years of being the perfect wife to billionaire heartthrob Ethan Rayne and enduring his countless affairs, Brielle walks away. And this time, she isn’t looking back. Ethan isn’t used to losing, especially not to a woman. Now he’s desperate to win her back… only to realize she’s no longer the naive wife he once controlled. His ego stands in the way. But the biggest threat? Brielle no longer needs him.

He slapped me. The sting on my cheek was nothing compared to the pain in my heart. Daniel hadn’t even listened to my side of the story. His ex-fiancée, the one who suddenly came back from London, was doing everything she could to tear us apart. She pretended I pushed her during some petty argument, and Daniel believed her without a second thought. I left without taking my bags and walked out of the life we built together, too heartbroken to fight any longer. Now, as I try to rebuild my life without him, I’m torn between the love I once had and the future I need to protect for my unborn child.

“Do you still remember me, Doll? I am Aidan, the fat boy you insulted in high school. The boy that you hate is now back to life. This marriage will be your hell!” Aidan hissed at his newlywed’s wife, Malikha. Aidan hunts down his high school bullies one by one. He saves the last one as an icing on top; she is Malikha Swan. Despite her being his first love, Aidan did not let go of his rage toward her. He frames her into love and marriage. Moreover, Aidan finds that his stepfather, Brandon, is in love with Malikha’s mother. He prompts him as a betrayal. After some efforts, Aidan finally marries Malikha. On their first night, Aidan reveals his mask and his pain towards Malikha, who must pay the price.

Ah! Mrs Gates, you're glowing. Your husband is taking good care of you. You keep getting more beautiful by the day.” “Of course, Mr Clinton loves his wife the most. Can't you see how in love they are? Do you think he would let her do something as stressful as working?” “That's true. I wish I were in her shoes. A perfect billionaire housewife with a doting husband who worships her. The last time he bought Star of the Sea at the auction, I immediately knew that his love for her was unlimited,” another high-class woman chimed as I passed by them. I halted in my tracks. Star of the Sea? How come I can't remember him giving it to me? Before I could process everything, another figure stepped in. A figure that I dread mentioning her name. Yeah, it was her. Louisa Carter, my husband’s childhood sweetheart. The woman whose existence threatens to tear my marriage apart. “How does it feel to be divorcing the man you love? Why didn't you tell those silly women the truth— that you're nothing to Clinton? You're just trash, not worth mentioning.” She hissed. I looked up at her the moment I heard divorce. Clinton has not told our family yet and even ordered me to keep it a secret. How did she know? “Mrs Gates? What a joke!” she continued. You're just sitting on an empty shell. His heart, his body, his wealth, his company, they all belong to me. You have nothing except the name. ******* Everyone in the city assumed Joanna was the precious wife of Clinton Gates because of how boastful he was of her. What they didn’t know was that all he did was just a public stunt until Joanna boldly threw divorce papers in his face.

"Apologize this minute, or else!" Kade roared, his tone threatening. My heart skipped a beat, as if electrocuted, and my body tensed. I watched, fuming, as Kade's gaze locked onto Lisa's, their eyes melting into a romantic stare. My blood boiled, rage rushing through my veins. "Or else what?" I challenged, my tone dripping with defiance. Kade's gaze shifted to me, a manipulative smile spreading across his face. "Or else your tears will kiss my divorce papers tomorrow!" he sneered. I fired back, my voice steady. "No, my pen will kiss your papers in response!”

He kissed my cheek and then pulled away from me, taking my legs, and spreading them wider, seating himself between them. The tip of his member teased my entrance before slowly, he pressed into me. The first thrust caused me to squeeze my eyes shut and exhaled sharply as the pain spread over my entire body. When I opened my eyes again, I could see that Arnold had a worried expression on his face. But then he continued, aiming another thrust. As he stared at me with concern, I saw in those cobalt blue orbs how he loved me… my sister actually. As I observed him exerting control over himself in an effort to prevent him from pushing all the way inside of me or ramming into me, sweat began to trickle down his forehead. It appeared to me that he was having just as difficult as I was, and seeing that gave me some solace. Because of the agony and the pitying feelings I had for myself, a tear trickled down from the corner of my eye. I ought to have lost my virginity to the man I love… to the man who will vow to marry me… and not to the man who already belongs to my sister. After he managed to compose himself, he rolled onto my side and buried his face into my neck while I remained unmoved, staring at the ceiling. What have I done? I gave my virginity to my sister's boyfriend for the sake of money.

Lyra’s life fell apart when she comes home to the end of her own engagement. Thanks to a misunderstanding provoked by his sister and mother, her fiance, a man she had hopelessly given over heart to, breaks up with her and tosses her in the streets amidst insults. But Lyra wasnt a nobody. She might have laid low for years, but she wasnt dirt. She has Alpha blood in her system. She is the rightful Alpha of the biggest pack in the country, and when she eventually decides to take over the veil and rise - she would make all tghose who have trampled on her pay.