Meeting My Ex Novels & Stories

“You know, Jr, one of the happiest things that happened in my life was meeting those people who I never once thought would become my friends. Those people I used to fear because they had such a bad presence in society. But I didn't just get to know them; they became my friends, and I even loved someone like them.” “Do you miss them, including your ex?” “I'd be lying if I said I didn't. Because, yes, it's true I miss them. But if you tell me to look for them so we can meet up, I won't do it. I'll just leave it to fate for us to cross paths again. I haven't forgotten them, and I will never forget them because they are part of my past. But it stays there for now. I'll just hope that when we mee

After he payed for my things we went back to the car and he drove off. " Eve is a long time friend of mine, we umm, slept together but only a few times. After she moved away I still had her contact but lost it after some time. We haven't spoken in two years and I gotta say she looks really different ; good different. She was married but her husband and her separated and now she's single, she wanted us to meet up but I told her I couldn't. I've made up my mind to give my ex wife a chance ".

I had a sad assumption that I had probably been the one to introduce them together. Shaking my head I scrolled past and looked at pictures from friends and old classmates. I regretted not staying close with any of my old friends, sure we would still say a friendly hi how are you but I had no real let’s go hang out friends. A lot of the girls I knew had all married and had kids. I was still young at 23 but sometimes I felt like I was missing out. I was caught off guard as my messenger popped a message up. I frowned at it seeing it was from my ex. “Where are you?”

"I've always wanted to spend time with any of my exes. Turns out you're the only one" "So you want to bond with your ex? ", she said "No. I already bonded with my ex ". "So you're trying out other women". "None of them is as good as you". "Have you tried any of them in bed? " "Emily". God, that was extreme. "I'm sorry, I just... ". "I shouldn't have talked about exes". "You made me feel as I couldn't meet with other people because... ". "Don't mind me. I believe you can leave any man awestruck. I haven't even recovered yet".

"Mirae, I saw him." "You saw… what? Who is it?" "I saw my ex-husband." "Really? Where? When?" I leaned against the headboard and shook my head. "A while ago at Hanz's daddy's party. We didn't just meet. We even bumped into each other." "Why didn't I know that?" "I'm sorry. I didn't really let you know. It's not important anymore. What I'm thinking about right now are these pictures of me and Hanz. Maybe because of what people will think of us."

She sighed and wiped her face removing the makeup of that day, she wondered if she should do that though, she had an invite to come out and she wondered if she should go. *Flashback* "Do you want to meet up later today, maybe at a bar or... a drinks place?" "Uhn?" Alva looked up at her ex who was sitting beside her and shrugged, "I don't know...why should we do that?" "Just to talk about things and... recreate memories," "And why would we do that, you know I'm married," "Yeah, but what has that got to do with meeting up and relieving memories?" "Well, I don't know, I'll think about it and see if it's possible,"

I replied with a faint smile, “sorry, my mind is on alot things.” “Tell me about it. I know that it's not work that's the issue.” Her fingers worked their magic in my head, trying to calm me down. I sighed, “I met my ex-wife today.” And I may or may not have had a raging hard-on as I strangled her.

Zachary Growing up I have accepted the fact that people like me have to sacrifice everything to please others but there was one thing I could never sacrifice. That someone being none other than the woman I love most. She was my first and last. Ashley Cooper. Some might call it love and some people call it obsession. I don't care as long as she is mine. After ten torturous years of waiting to meet again. I am finally meeting her again. As I waited for her in the room, the tingling sweet smell of strawberries filled my lungs. The familiar smell swept in, as the door opened.

The atmosphere was awkward, and Zara didn't know where to start. "Why are you here? Don't you still have to be in London?" Noah began to ask. "Hmm, I'm attending a meeting to discuss a fashion show collaboration I'm doing with a fellow designer. So I stopped by your parents' house first because I missed Uncle and Auntie," Zara answered very carefully. Noah's aura was so cold at the moment. "I know what you guys are talking about isn't as simple as you say. Admit it, my mom discussed remarriage plans with you, right?" Noah's tone was colder this time.

I just wanted to get this day over with. “You also have a meeting with Judge Hilary at Preston hotel.” He responded. I totally forgot about Hilary and our “meeting” which mostly consisted of her sucking my dick and screaming my name. “Okay, is that all?” I asked. “Yes sir.” He said and I gestured to him to leave which he did. Maybe meeting up with Hilary will help me ease the stress of meeting my ex wife and Mia, “Mia!” I remembered, as I grabbed my phone and dialed her number for the thousandth time, it rang and it didn't go through again.