Falling In Love With My Ex Husband Novels & Stories

When had he happened again? I looked up then. Really looked at him. And suddenly I realized something that terrified me. Somewhere in these three months... I had fallen again. Maybe not all at once. Maybe not loudly. But slowly. Quietly. Piece by piece. Somewhere between burnt breakfasts and bedtime stories and midnight cuddles and family dinners and tiny hands holding ours together, I had somehow fallen in love with him all over again. And maybe that was why my heart was beating so loudly now. Because this did not feel like a first kiss. Not really. It felt like coming back home after being lost for years. It felt like finding something I thought life had taken away from me forever. And may

My thoughts rearranged themselves like a puzzle and my eyes sprang wide when I realized what I’d just done. My face flushed in embarrassment. I shouldn’t be doing this.. He’s my ex-husband. I’m supposed to take revenge against him for what he did to me in the past. I tried to push him off me, but then I found myself melting in his passionate kisses. The background faded as his body came into contact with mine. He grasped my neck, kissing me hungrily and passionately. Before he could slide his tongue in, I pushed him off me and retraced my steps

On the night Elena discovered she was pregnant, her husband, Nathan Hudson, demanded a divorce because his mistress, Aurora, was allegedly pregnant. Framed for a fatal accident years ago and abandoned without a penny, Elena was kidnapped and left to die at sea, a tragedy that claimed her brother Daniel's life.  Six years later, Elena returns to New York as the powerful Vice President of Carter Group, mother to a son, and armed with an icy determination for revenge. She isn't back for love; she wants Nathan and Aurora to pay for every tear she shed and for Daniel's death. But as Elena puts her plan into action, Nathan discovers she is alive, realizes the horrifying truth of his past mistak

And just like she'd disappeared five years ago, she was going to disappear from his sight the moment she got her hands on those shares, the moment they got divorced. She was going to leave him and return to the life she had before coming here. She was going to return to the man who made her smile and made her mutter his name while she slept. She was going to return to the man who she freely told she loved. And she was going to leave him all alone, again. Like a thin thread being pulled on, Cillian felt something within him being stretched. And the final pull came the moment that voice—the one he knew he shouldn't be listening to, after all, it led him to the white walls and ceiling of a hosp

But underneath all the magazine covers and business deals, I was still the woman who had begged her ex-husband to love her. "Alexander, I don't understand. We agreed…." "I know what we agreed." He stood slowly, the ring box still open between us. "But I fell in love with you, Claire. Not the revenge, not the plan….you." The words should have made me happy. Alexander was a good man. He had given me everything—a new life, a career, confidence I had never known I possessed. He had never made me feel small or worthless. He had never looked at me with pity.

“Your father and I fell in love on day one. But it was something that I knew he would help me with due to the nature of the situation I was in at the time. I needed someone to love, your father was there. The love I had for your father was born out of the act of me falling out of love with my ex and breaking up with him that night. That was when I met your father in a bar. He wasn’t looking for anybody to love anyway. It turns out that he was out of a bad relationship too. Funny how we were both drunk in vegas and we decided to get married the same night we met. “And what happened next? We had you. But you were not the one who brought us together. We loved each other. We stayed on. A couple

there’s a little bit of annoyance in his voice now, “I…I’m sorry.” I finally say. “It always kinda works for me when I pretend I’m not listening.” “You have a grudge against men or something?” Tell me about it. My ex husband showed up a few days ago on such a big night, professed his undying love for me and suddenly disappeared again. What a big joke men are. “Nah. I just usually don’t have time to date. So I don’t bother getting to know someone new.” Now, I’m over sharing details.

he said before thrusting in and out. "I love you too, Aiden," I moaned out e the explicable pleasure I was feeling but I knew within myself that it wasn't true. I have lost my love for my husband and I wasn't sure if there was anything else that could resurface this feeling for him again. I closed my eyes, blocking out every worrisome thought inside my head. I wanted to focus on this moment and hopefully, never forget about it again.

I felt a pang in my heart at the possibility that that could be the truth. "Please don't stop loving me. I know I've never felt this way to any man, not even my favorite ex-boyfriends but I think it's love, a unique type of love. After so much thought, I don't know how, but I think I'm starting to fall madly in love with you, this feeling is love and nothing else. If you leave me, I don't think I can bear to live without you, my dear husband. You are still an asshole most of the time but this attraction is undeniable."

The couch seemed so inviting, I wanted to say, but was that the real reason or was there something else? Are you perhaps missing your ex-husband? And that you wanted to savor his presence? Are you missing the past where you would occasionally lean on him even if you know that he had no feelings for you? I was a hopeless romantic that time. I believed that everything will be solved with love and that my ex-husband would occasionally fall for me when he realized I was a good wife. I wished I had awakened as early as that. And then you will never have your son. Do you want that?