Ex Husband's Regret Book

His mouth found my throat, tongue tracing a hot path down to my pulse. When he closed his lips over my chest, swirling his tongue in slow, torturous circles, pleasure speared through me so sharply I cried out. My body arched into him, craving more, but my mind whispered: You’re giving him everything. There’ll be no hiding after this. ********* I was divorced for another woman. Three years of marriage erased with one signature...because my husband chose his mistress. I thought losing him was the worst betrayal. Then I met his boss. He is hot, powerful and dangerous in a way that makes my pulse race. A billionaire who looks at me like I was never disposable… only claimed too late. He shouldn’t want me. I shouldn’t want him. But every glance lingers. Every touch is a warning. And every secret pulls us closer to ruin. My ex-husband regrets losing me. His mistress fears me. And the man I’m falling for is the one I was never meant to touch. My ex husband thought divorcing me would break me. He was wrong. Now the regret belongs to him. ****Trigger warning*Smut* Smut*Smut

BLURB: How far would you go for love? For Diana, she would jump into a fire to save the man she loved – and she did. But all she got in return was betrayal. The scars the flames imprinted on her body were nothing compared to the wounds he left on her heart, leaving her in a state of anguish and hatred, not just to him, but herself. Then on one night, at a bar, in an attempt to forget her pain, she meets a handsome stranger whom she feels instant attraction for, the sparks could not be ignored. The passion driven kiss they shared haunted her for months. an unforgettable moment she tried to push to the back of her mind– until she goes for a meeting to plan an event for none other than the handsome stranger- who happens to be her ex fiancés boss. Will she allow herself to love again? Or would she hold on to the past? If she could go that far for love…how far would she go for revenge?

"Elena, please. I made a mistake. We can start over—" My ex-husband was on his knees in my penthouse, tears streaming down his face. The same man who pushed me down the stairs. Who murdered my unborn daughters. Who watched me die. I looked at him—really looked at him—and felt nothing. "You want to apologize?" My voice was steady. Cold. "You should have thought of that before you killed our babies." His face crumpled. "Elena—" "It's too late to apologise." ★★★ When Damien pushed me down the stairs, I died knowing he'd destroyed me. My cheating husband and my best friend—his pregnant mistress—stood over my bleeding body and smiled. But death gave me a gift: I woke up three days before he destroyed my life. This time, I wouldn't be his victim. This time, I exposed his affair at our gender reveal party. Served him divorce papers in front of everyone. Took back everything he stole. Then Calloway Sterling appeared—the ruthless billionaire CEO my ex feared most. Six feet of dangerous power with storm-gray eyes. "Marry me. One year. He'll never touch you again." A contract marriage. Just revenge. Until Calloway's possessive touches felt too real. Until a paternity test proved he was my baby's father—not my ex-husband. "Three months ago, you went to a fertility clinic," Calloway told me. "The sample wasn't your ex-husband's. It was mine."

“You will do as told. After all, you pushed her down the stairs and she is in there because of you. Donating this bone is the price you have to pay.” “But why, Liam.” Her voice sounded broken. “Why did you never believe me? I didn't touch Sophia.” “And how is that my business?” He hissed and grabbed her arm. “For someone who stole another person’s life, you sure do have some mouth on you.” He pushed her roughly into the moving elevator. “Please Liam… believe me.” “Shut the fuck up!” He hissed. “You’re a filthy liar and I’ll never believe a word that comes out from you. Now, move!” *** Three years ago Charlotte Windsor was framed for a crime she didn’t commit. She was thrown into jail by her ex-husband and her entire life went down the drain. Now, three years later, she is freed but an even worse fate awaits her. Will she let her nemesis trample over her again? Or will she fight back? Let’s find out.

All Jasmine ever wanted was love… but in her world, love only exists to destroy. After four years in a loveless marriage forced by her mother, Jasmine finally signs her divorce papers—yet all she’s left with is a gaping wound in her heart. In a quiet coffee shop, she finds comfort in a magnetic stranger on the brink of his own divorce. One conversation turns into a soul-stealing kiss—wild, forbidden, and impossible to forget. But fate is cruel. Her perfect stranger is Galvin Walton, the impeccably attractive, ruthless billionaire husband of her flawless, vicious sister, Cashmere. Forced to spend Christmas at the Walton mansion, Jasmine is trapped, watching Galvin play the role of the perfect husband… while his hungry eyes follow only her. And the nightmare is only beginning. Edwin Monroe, her ex-husband, returns, claiming the divorce was never valid and she still belongs to him. When he notices the heat in Galvin’s gaze, his possessiveness becomes feral. Two powerful, obsessive men want her and hate each other. None of them is willing to lose. In a mansion where secrets are weapons, loyalty is a currency, and desire is the most dangerous game of all, Jasmine becomes the spark of a deadly obsession when all she wanted was a fresh start. That kiss was a promise of passion, but giving in won’t just shatter her family, ruin her future, and cost her everything… it will set the Walton dynasty ablaze and burn them all to the ground.

On her fifth wedding anniversary, Mireille Rousseau dies in a staged car accident orchestrated by her billionaire husband Damon Kessler and his mistress Vivienne Marchetti. She opens her eyes the morning before her wedding — twenty-two years old, every memory intact, and one single objective: burn it all down before it begins. She rejects Damon publicly at the altar. She signs a contract marriage with Nikolai Voss — the cold, ruthless CEO her ex-husband destroyed in her previous life. She gives Nikolai the one thing money cannot buy: she already knows every move Damon is going to make. What begins as a pure transaction slowly becomes something neither of them planned for. Nikolai watches Mireille dismantle a man who once buried her and he cannot look away. Mireille watches Nikolai step into every battle beside her without being asked and she cannot explain what that does to her. Meanwhile Damon Kessler is unraveling. She is not grieving. She is not chasing him. She is not the woman he built his entire plan around. And the more he reaches for her the more he loses — his company, his reputation, his carefully constructed empire — and he begins to understand too late that he never actually knew what he had.

Marybeth is married to Logan Renfry, a man she has dedicated seven years of her life to and with whom she has a beautiful five-year-old son. Although she knows this man doesn’t love her at all she still stays, hopeful that her love will be strong enough to turn his little respect for into love. But that all changes after his first love comes back to America. Now Logan doesn’t care about her or their son anymore and his actions make it obvious. After a car accident leaves her hospitalized and her son dead, Marybeth hardens her heart- divorcing her husband, making use of her family to show him the full brunt of her wrath and marrying his uncle, all in a bid to destroy Logan’s world and make him regret. Will she succeed?

BLURB In a world where power, wealth and betrayal intertwine, Isabel reclaims her place among the elite after years of being hidden in the shadows. The very people who thought they’d rid themselves of Isabel, are in for the shock of their lives when she steps back into their world. Now, as the long-lost daughter of the prestigious Montgomery family, she’s ready to face her enemies—starting with her ex-husband, Alexander. The man who discarded her after an affair with her best friend. As old wounds reopen and dangerous secrets come to light, the question remains—will Isabel’s heart betray her thirst for vengeance? Or will she finally bring down those who sought to destroy her once and for all? The final act of this twisted game will be one no one sees coming.

I was the Luna who gave everything to her Alpha—my heart, my loyalty, my dignity. Ethan repaid me by sleeping with other she-wolves, over and over again, and every night our mate bond slowly poisoned what was left of my soul. On our third wedding anniversary, when he suggested I could "try" sleeping with someone else too, I finally broke. My childhood friend, a young Alpha, called me when he heard the news and proposed to me over the phone. His gentle voice healed every wound Ethan had carved into me, so I said yes. Now I've decided to give Ethan moonbreak herb and sever our bond forever. But Ethan never bothered to ask what I gave him to drink. He was too busy running off to his favorite she-wolf's bed. He has no idea that in thirty days, when the moon breaks, our mate bond will shatter completely, and the "chains" that bound us as fated mates will be gone. This time, I'm really leaving.

On the day of our daughter's birthday, my husband brought the daughter of his true love home.The little girl had her arms wrapped around my husband's neck. She pointed at me and asked, "Dad, who is she?"My husband tried to comfort her. "Baby, she's the nanny that I've hired for you."I tried my best not to be affected by the pain in my chest and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Frost, Please pay me for the work that I've done for the past seven years..."My husband laughed angrily. "You're such a gold digger!"Well, I indeed love money. Why couldn't I love money? I was dying and needed to make preparations for my daughter in advance. Not only that, but I also would make them all pay the price!