Her Football Star Ex Novels & Stories

“I know but I will prefer to call you ‘Nic’ just like I did earlier on. I hope that's cool with you?” I blinked and smiled simultaneously. “Sure, it's fine but it reminds me a lot about something and i wouldn't want to talk about it now because it's kinda all lost memory now.” He smiled in return. “It's ok.” And before he could say or do any other thing, I chipped in. “I already know you’re Brad- our star quarterback. The Heisman winner. The guy who basically humiliated the Skyblazers today.” He chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Guess I’ve made an impression.”

I stood frozen in the doorway of the senior executives' office, my heart pounding in my chest. The words I had just overheard felt like a blow to my entire existence. Callum Winter Stone—my ex-husband, the man who had once promised me everything only to abandon me for Emilia Rhodes—was now stepping into the most powerful position at Rhodes Company. My mind struggled to process the news. How could this be happening? After everything, after all the pain he had caused me, he was back. And in control.

"They are men from Lord Frederick, and it's about your father, Alpha Franklin." My heart skipped a beat when I heard Franklin's name and I could see I was not the only person that concerned. Cleopatra and Xavier looked at each other. "Take me to them at once," Xavier said and they all walked out. I have to know what is going on to. I could not wait to hear it after the messengers had gone so I followed them.

Rumour had it that after the death of his father fifteen years ago when he was just eight, he was sent out of the country to another Pack, and only moved back into Nightshade Pack two years ago. My face burned with embarrassment. Heat caught in my throat at the shame of my crush being here while I was getting bullied. I had liked and admired Jason from afar for two years, but he never noticed me. How the fuck was he supposed to, when we are from different worlds? While I was just an ordinary daughter of a packhouse guard, an ugly plump werewolf with big dreams of becoming a figure skater, a dream that may never come true in my lifetime, Jason was the opposite. He was the epitome of perfectio

Raymond sat still, trying his best not to show the man any weakness. "Raymond, it's been a long time, and you greet me with such a tone, bad, bad, bad,!" He mocked. Vaxel was the exact replica of his father, even with speech. "Fucking.leave my offer before I do something stupid!" He yelled. "I will but first, give me a hug. Oh just kidding" he dipped his hand into his pocket. While Clarissa stared emotionlessly. "My son is back home, you're invited, your wife too and my son's little Ex Lover" he smiled at her. An old man full of sarcasms.

he interupted giving me a stern look. I pretended as though I didn't hear what he said and continued, “-Someone is trying to stain your identity as a ceo, sir, photoshopped photos of you and me fu*king were exposed last night. Jarry saw them and he got really mad, he thinks the both of us had an affair” After what I said he didn't look too concerned. So I unzipped my bag and brought out the photoshopped photo of me and him together. I handed it to him and scoffed.

I asked, even though I joined this school last year I think I should know who he is that's if he attends this school. "He's a famous soccer player and the best in our school, he has won so many awards and he just came back from a trip in Brazil" she said with enthusiasm in her eyes. She seemed to understand the confused look on my face, " He doesn't really come to school that much with his busy lifestyle but due to his status he someone found a way out" she said and I circled my mouth in a "oh" way. "Well enough of Footballer Zach, I have classes to attend" I said and shut my locker but Maya pulled me back.

“Don’t get me wrong. I love playing football. The hardest part is enjoying life and making friends. This job comes with all kinds of struggles. Ones I never imagined I would ever have to face.” I sat and listened to him talk about the pros and cons of being famous and playing a professional sport. He explained that finding friends was hard because you never knew if they were your true friend, or a friend because of the fame and money. “Dating is worse. I don’t date much because most women know me as Jayce Adams the football star and MVP. They don’t see the real me.” As he confessed what I assumed to be his biggest fear I saw his blue-green eyes turn a darker shade. That darker shade was his

Turn back to him. “Why me?” I demand. “Be honest.” He doesn’t answer right away. “Because you don’t want me,” he says finally. “That’s not true,” I snapped. His gaze deepens. “You don’t want what I represent. Fame. Access. Noise. You want distance. Control.” I don’t deny it. “And,” he continues, “because if you agree, your ex will choke on it.” That hits. “You looked him up,” I say. “I noticed your reaction,” he corrects. “And I did my homework.”

But this… This was much worse. The article that had been released by a famous journalist, which was quickly gaining popularity, contained Video, pictures, both of her text message and her during the deed of having an affair with Evans Lynch; the COO of the entertainment agency she works in