Her Football Star Ex Novels & Stories

"Like, the football player? Aw, hell, I saw the hit you took. I heard a rumor that you're not coming back." I held my breath, but Noah just shrugged. "Yeah, that's true. Unfortunately, the damage to my knee was just too extensive." He squeezed my hand. "But now I've got something even better than football in my life, so I'm not complaining." The other man's forehead wrinkled. "What is better than . . . oh." Understanding dawned. "Yeah, that's great." He busied himself with putting away the monitor and handing me tissues to wipe off my stomach. "Still, I'm sorry about your career. Sucks for you. Sucks for Tampa. You were a really excellent player."

HAYDEN The morning the story broke, the campus was already buzzing before I even stepped outside my apartment. My phone wouldn’t stop vibrating. The headline was everywhere. “Michaels Family Scandal: Hockey Star Hayden Michaels Exposes Family Corruption.” Underneath, screenshots of my public statement and the attached voice recording filled every newsfeed, every blog. It was happening… finally, it was happening. I sat on the edge of the couch, elbows on my knees, staring at the muted TV where a panel of news anchors was dissecting every second of my press conference from the previous night.

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“Idiot. Is there anyone else besides you?” Of course, she was stupid? She thought. “At school.” “Do you know that he’s a famous football player in L.A? He’s a transferee.” She shook her head. “He is Hevo Fontanella.” She didn’t say anything. Well, she didn’t know him. “I think he likes me. Did you see how he smiled at me earlier? Gosh, I’m blushing.” “Ah, I see,” she replied flatly. She thought she was the only one assuming. But Beatriz was the one smiling all the time, clearly trying to be cute!

I asked him, seeing how he slightly tilted his head to the side, his expression serious as he nodded at me. “Of course, what is it?” He asked me as I hesitated for a moment before speaking. “My ex-boyfriend was a professional baseball player, and he cheated on me multiple times when he was on the road playing.” I finally spat it out in the real world. I saw Caleb’s face fall, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, gorgeous. That’s terrible.” He spoke, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe what he had just heard. And I nodded, my eyes filling with tears.

"Alex?" I quizzed. "yeah! I havnt seen you since high school!" he said enthusiastically. Alex Munroe... He was the schools golden boy, not only was he the captain of the football (soccer) team but he was a straight A student who was also one to volunteer in his spare time to help teachers or visit the retirement home. He was the perfect guy. But being who he was, he always had a harem of girls following him around, queuing for their turn.

"Good morning—" "Michelle Villafuerte Claveria..." She really emphasized her last name. It looks like she really wanted me to look like my Ex-Boyfriend married her. So, I don’t care—who cares? Just me, I am now satisfied with whatever I have. I am happy with my life, with my daughter. "Just call me Miss Michelle." She smiled at me so I smiled at her back.

“I’m familiar with that deep tone, and that definitely belongs to Lucas.” "Who is that captivating young woman?" Lucas asked Jackson. Jackson chuckled. "You're in luck! She's our new club star. I had to beg my contact in New York to introduce me to her. It took a while before he agreed. It wasn't easy getting her because she's got a good reputation from her performances abroad," Jackson said. Lucas’s interest was palpable. "What makes her so special?" Jackson's enthusiasm grew. "Her talent, charisma...and beauty, of course!

"Now, let me tell you the truth about Ethan and the Kyrios." As the stranger began to speak, Ava felt a sense of trepidation. She knew that her life was about to change forever, and she wasn't sure if she was ready. But she listened, her heart pounding in her chest, as the stranger revealed the secrets that would change everything. "Ethan is not who you think he is," the stranger said, his voice low and mysterious. "He's a Kyrios, a member of an ancient organization with supernatural abilities. And he's in danger, Ava. The Order of the Veil is hunting him, and they'll stop at nothing to capture him."

He dropped the bomb like he just told me the moon was green. I looked at him, and his eyes almost looked apologetic, yet I knew better. He wasn't sorry. He wanted this to happen. It was at this point that I realized why her face looked so damn familiar. She was his ex! I had seen a number of pictures on his I* since I went through each and every one of them. That’s how obsessed I was with Nash. My entire world revolved around him, and this was how he repaid me?