Ex Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

I paused as I saw him walk in, dressed in a sleek black suit and his eyes covered with dark sunglasses but he took them off and locked eyes with me, I saw the shock that registered on his face that equally mirrored mine and I began to stutter. “We’ll be starting with social – social – media and – cont – content – ” it was difficult to keep up not with those piercing eyes staring back at me. It was him in the flesh – Parrish Holmes – my ex that had in fact ruined my life and invaded my dreams leaving me all hot and bothered. That was when it clicked P&H Advertising – Parrish Holmes. Oh shit! I didn’t even speak of the devil, I had barely thought of him and he was right in front me holding my

"You know I am good for it. I have never been one to back down from a challenge. Give me a purpose, and I will make it work." "I will set everything up. Tell all the powers that need to know. The boys are going to be fucking stoked that you are back." I absolutely love the sound of those words...You are back...I have not been so excited since I can nearly remember for the past few months. Well, apart from the first time I laid eyes on Isabella. That miracle that I have been wanting since this whole ordeal happened has finally come to me. "I guess that you are not going to discuss this one with the folks?"

Not from the truth. She nodded slowly. “Yes, Camila. That was your dad.” The little girl blinked, her expression unreadable for a long moment. “I liked him.” Natalia's throat tightened. “I know.” Camila looked down at the picture in her hand—a family drawing. A woman. A child. A man added in pencil, just recently sketched in. “Can he come back again?” Natalia didn’t have an answer. She pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, holding her like she was the only stable thing left in a world suddenly tilting.

I said, holding back the tears that threatened to fall. “Sure.” She began uncuffing my legs, then my hands, but as soon as I stood up, she cuffed my hands again. Then she led me out of the room, and before I stepped through the door, I glanced back at Oliver, who was smiling widely as he slipped the divorce papers back into the brown envelope. ‘At least one of us is happy.’ “You are back?” The red haired asked, as I stepped back into the cell and I nodded my head.

My mouth began to water when I spotted a bag filled with chocolate cookies and sweets. “You have a stocking up there,” A deep voice said behind me and I jumped. “Aaron,” I whispered under my breath and placed my hand on my chest as if to stop my heart from trying to blow a hole through my chest. “I’m sorry for sneaking up behind you, that was rude.” He was apologizing but his eyes held amusement. I smiled and watched as his beautiful blue eyes twinkled…seeing a man with emotions plastered on his face felt like a breath of fresh air.

I had never met him, but he often texted me, saying he would be back soon and that I should pack my things and leave. I kept my eyes closed and said flatly, "Go ahead and get back together with your ex. I won't stop you." Clara frowned. "Is that all you managed to come up with after thinking all night? Bruce, be realistic. You don't even have a degree or work experience. You've been a stay-at-home dad for years, isolated from society. If you leave me, what makes you think you'll survive out there?"

Everyone’s waiting for me to give up. But I won’t. He might want to die, but I’m not letting him. This is payback for everyday he bothered me without letting me go. I will not let him go either. “I don’t care if you hate me for this later,” I mutter. “But I am not letting you go.” I press the defibrillators again. “300. CLEAR!” THUMP. A twitch. “Again!” “CLEAR!” THUMP. “Alex, please. Please come back. I love you.” I finally confess the words that have been sitting in my chest like a fucking load.

I dragged a hand across my face, trying to breathe, but the air felt too thick. My mother moved closer, pressing the envelope against my chest. “Nathan, this is your chance. Andrea has returned to you, she’s carrying your child, and Alicia has finally let go. This is what we’ve all been waiting for.” Andrea’s eyes were still on me, calm, but unreadable. She hadn’t said a word. She didn’t need to. Everything about her stance told me she believed this was her victory, that time and circumstance had brought her back into the place she wanted all along.

It made me feel something in my stomach, the fact that I was getting closer to getting her back. "I dare you to leak that picture, Haynes Chadwick" I said. With that, I took Sabrina's hand and opened the elevator but she jerked her hands away. I knew it, "getting back with my ex" as she had said was just at the spur of the moment. She just needed something against Haynes. Haynes cleared his throat and got into the elevator with us facing me almost immediately—If only he'd be silent. "So?? So what?? What if you are Luca McCorkindale??" He scoffed and I didn't give a response. I just had my hands tucked in my pocket while I watch him rant.

she yelled, still not close enough to reach me. “When did you get here?” I managed to say before our bodies collided. After Bianca, she was the only person in this town I still kept in touch with. “Why didn’t you tell me you were back?” “You didn’t exactly tell me you were coming back either. And returning to this town isn’t exactly exciting news to spread around.”