Her Football Star Ex Novels & Stories

Now that he has become a star, a superstar; his pride and egoistic nature has expanded. He frowned at me. I griped, “You think, a forceful and uncalled for action will make me crawl back to you? That I will lap up the offer because what? You are rich now? That I will feel as if I am on cloud nine because Hollywood’s no.1 superstar is bestowing his attention on me?” His lips tugged up slightly. “So, you still keep updates about my life”, he concluded cockily. I gaped at him. Did the guy not hear anything else I just said? How can someone be so eccentric?

I saw the shock that formed on their faces as I said ‘ex’. I began. “When I married my husband, Oliver Quinn, the CEO of Quinn's Innovations, I was labeled the lucky wife, the golden retriever, and so much more. Everyone assumed I was treated like a queen, with people at my beck and call, making me the envy of countless women who wondered why Oliver chose me. But in reality, he didn't have much of a choice. His fiancée had just cheated on him and married another man, and his ailing father wanted him to avoid wallowing in sadness while the company struggled. So, he made a proposal to his longtime friend—my father.

She gave him everything; her fortune, her loyalty and her heart. But he repaid her with betrayal. Adriana Montgomery was born with wealth and power, but she gave it all up for love. She stood by Ethan Blake, her hockey star husband, after a career-ending accident left him in a wheelchair. She was his strength, his anchor and his biggest believer. Until tragedy struck. After losing their baby due to his neglect and distrust, Adriana discovered Ethan’s darkest secret. He was cheating on her this whole time… with his doctor. Shattered, Adriana walks away, tossing divorce papers in his face. But she doesn’t just leave, she strikes back. Behind the scenes, she is ready for revenge, se

But instead of snatching it back, he kisses me—quick, soft, chocolate still melting on his lips. Before I can react, a voice cuts through: “Um—sorry, are you Liam Calloway?” We both freeze. A girl stands a few feet away, maybe sixteen, clutching her phone with wide, starstruck eyes. She’s wearing a Titans hoodie two sizes too big, sleeves covering her hands. Liam straightens instantly, like instinct takes over. The pale, queasy man from ten seconds ago vanishes, replaced by the pro athlete. “Hey,” he says warmly, smiling like he doesn’t have a hangover from hell. “What’s your name?”

I greeted her eagerly, bowing just slightly. “Tina,” she said, smiling lazily. “What a surprise.” We exchanged pleasantries, and soon the conversation drifted exactly where I wanted it to go. Tristan. Our relationship that should have led to marriage. I sighed dramatically. “We were planning our wedding,” I said. “But then his ex came back. She was a loser when they were married.” Arya frowned. “His ex?” “Yes,” I continued. “Marissa. She’s suddenly Queen now. A prodigy in the fashion world.”

It curved, actually curved, into the top corner. The stadium erupted. My own breath caught. He texted me an hour later. Jax: Paint’s dry. Me: Looked pretty wet from here. After that, he was a starter. Within two years, he was one of the most talked-about players in the world. Magazines wanted him. Brands wanted him. Girls (and guys) screamed his name. He was Jax Ryder, the enigma, the prince of the pitch. And he still texted me. About his annoying teammate. About a weird fan encounter. Asking about Orhan, about my mom. Asking if I’d eaten a proper meal.

"She calls him Zachy but he goes by the real name Zachary Phillips." She stiffened involuntarily. Finally putting the puzzles together, he recalled Zach saying he was just from the police station. She remembered his intense story on how much he had love Freya from the start but had to move away for some reasons. She remembered how pained he felt when she brought up the idea that he had murdered Freya. No! He couldn't be the one. It couldn't be the same Freya. "Thea, are you alright?" "He didn't kill her," she said.

became famous. "It's delicious, Kevin. You're a good shopper," exclaimed one and he took out his long manhood. I know it, it's Lancelot Graham. He is one of the lead vocals of EXODUS, he is also talkative and an actor. He is famous now because of his relationship with a singer Jewel Kim.

"But what if you lose everything because of me?" "Then it would be worth it." He shot me a smile. "Well, I still don't want it coming out." "You're embarrassed because I'm much older." "No. It's because you're my ex's father and one of the richest men in the world. I don't want people thinking that I'm a gold digger." He raised a brow, "You worry too much." "No, you know how the press is." "I won't let it come out, Kenz. My father would never let it get out."

Right there, he saw Stacy, his ex-wife with a little boy by the road, walking together. Before he could tell the driver to stop the car, they stopped a taxi and entered it at once. Right in front of him, the car drove off while he sat in the car, stupefied. "Stacy?" He mumbled, still in shock. She was the one, he could never forget her face, not even for once. She had grown bigger than she was and she looked prettier. But, who was that little boy beside her? And why does he look so much like him? Like, a little version of him?