Ex Fiance Novels & Stories

For the 18th time, Tyra Stone calls off our wedding because I'm a beat too slow during the vows. She looks at me with utter disappointment. "You know I'm a perfectionist. Why can't you follow the wedding schedule exactly? If you can't keep up next time either, maybe you should just let your best friend marry me instead." My so-called best friend, Jeremiah Young, is known for being obsessively punctual. For some reason, Tyra has made him the standard I'm expected to meet. If I come downstairs a minute later than he does after work, she will drive off with him without looking back. If I arrive at the restaurant half a step after him on Valentine's Day, she will give him the candlelit dinne

Then, he will also hire someone who will look over Eugene when he is in school. While Eric was planning his child’s future, he heard a knock from outside. Secretary Byron came inside. “Sir, you have a visitor,” Byron reported. A visitor in the middle of his work? “Who?” Eric asked. “It is your fiancee,” Byron said in a low voice. “Miss Haidee Wren.” When Eric heard that his fiancee was here, he recalled what his son told him. Eric isn’t having an affair. He has no romantic relationship with Jane and he is an engaged man. However, he feels guilty. Because even if he is engaged, he is holding another person in his heart.

The lenses of his designer glasses hid nothing of the icy contempt in his eyes. “Elara. What did you just say?” His voice was low, a controlled threat. My stomach churned. “I said the wedding is off.” Sofia let out a girlish giggle. She swished the train—my train—and floated over to me. “Oh, Elara, don’t be such a bore.” She blinked up at me. “Vince is just helping my career. This dress will get so much more attention on the red carpet than at some boring church.”

Dean never could stand quiet; he had to fill it, to explain himself, to twist the narrative until he came out the victim. “Are you two always this… showy?” I frowned. “I beg your pardon?” “I just meant—you both seemed quite… passionate back there. Your fiancé is very… intense.” I laughed, leaning back against the seat. “Lucky me.” I drawled. “I was compensated with an affectionate fiancé for having a boyfriend that broke up with me on my birthday through text—only for him to marry my sister and then reveal it was all fake. I guess someone up there had my back.”

"What business could you possibly have? You think I don't know why you're here? You came for me. Look, I'm right here. What else do you have to do? Strut around for other men?" I wished I knew where he got that confidence from. My face went cold as I stepped back from him. "So what if I did? Who do you think you are to control me?" Enzo's gaze darkened. "Because I'm your fiance." The words had barely landed when a lazy, amused voice came from behind. "Is that so? Don Vitale, haven't you heard?" A faint laugh followed. "Her fiance's already been replaced."

Isabella countered again. What? Married? Enzo was getting married and this vile woman happens to be his fiancee? He has a fiancee and yet he was hell bent on making me his personal whore? Who in their right senses does something like that? “Congratulations, I had no idea,” I said, looking at Enzo. “Well now you do, I hope you act accordingly” She replied. “Yes Ma’am”

Holden frowned and desperately tried to explain, "It's just a fake marriage to help her out of trouble, Serena. I swear I see her as a sister. I'll never lay my hands on her. We've agreed that six months from now, we'll get a divorce, and she'll leave for abroad. But for now, you'll just have to bear with it and keep things quiet between us. "Don't worry—I promise that I'll marry you. Just don't make things tough for her and treat her kindly." I could understand his devotion to Eve, but how could he have the nerve to demand I step down from being his fiancee to being his mistress and unconditionally wait for him for half a year? Even if I agreed, my parents would never stand by and watch me

"How could you…" I quickly cut in, "Raymond, I came today to tell you that Dennis and I are ending our engagement. He's already in love with someone else. He has a child now." Raymond's face turned bright red with fury. He grabbed his cane, ready to strike Dennis. "You brat! How dare you cheat on Anna!" I stepped forward and stopped him, placing my hand gently on the cane. "Raymond, we've already talked it through," I said quietly. "He's with someone he truly cares about now. He has a child. And I… I don't love him anymore. That's why we're ending it."

He forgot to mention that he came up with another mischievous plan to control my life. Erwan, or whatever his name is, stretched out his hand as if offering a handshake. I rolled my eyes and ignored him. I heard him chuckle as he slowly put his hands down. It is my first time seeing him and I don’t have any idea where he came from but I swear, I can’t stand this guy! I faced my dad with annoyance written all over my face. “This guy is my fiancé?” I said, pointing at my so-called fiancé. My dad nodded.

"In your world, there's this thing called 'fiance'." "And what about that?" "I'm Knight's fiance." My entire world would come to a halt. I couldn’t utter any words. The woman who kissed him that Knight was his fiance? My boyfriend, the man I love, is her fiance? Am I supposed to believe this weird stranger? "But we call it 'mate' in our own bubble." She said. "What?" I have no idea what she’s talking about. "It’s not my job to do the explaining to you, alright? Just wear that before your true love arrives. "