My Ex Girlfriend Is A Superhero Novels & Stories

Chris didn't have a superpower because he had a weak constitution, so I linked my power to him with the superpower sharing system so that he could use my spatial power. My mother kept saying, what if Chris had an accident? So, I gave him even more permission. Jessica was someone I accidentally saved. After that, we started dating. I couldn't believe Chris would seduce my girlfriend behind my back and make me a laughingstock. "That's nonsense! The spatial power is mine! I shared it with you because you don't have a superpower! You ungrateful scum, you're repaying kindness with evil!"

The girl gasped and was not alert, so Griffin quickly entered the apartment and locked it again. "What are you doing?" Zaylee shouted, her shock not disappearing. The girl closed her eyes, cursing him for his stupidity for not changing her apartment password after their relationship ended. "My father will be here soon! I will make sure you are taken. I don't need to explain at length; you must know how my father will treat you after the chaos you have done earlier!" Griffin explained, making Zaylee freeze. Not finished with Griffin's arrival, now she had to face the arrival of her ex-lover's father.

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?

Sara took my hand, squeezing it. “Someone’s here to see you,” she said, her cheeks flushing pink. My heart jolted. For one wild second I hoped it was Alex. I had fallen asleep every night thinking about him… his voice, his steady hands, the way he had looked at me like I mattered. But Sara’s blush told me it wasn’t him. “Who?” I asked. “Bruno,” she said, biting her lip. “My ex from college. We reconnected.” I stared at her. “Bruno? And you didn’t tell me?”

"He protected me." "He’s protecting himself," Chloe said. She stopped and looked at me. Her face softened just a little bit. "Look, I know you liked him once. I know it’s hard. But you are a star. Stars don't have step-brother scandals. They have Oscars. They have mansions. They don't have red 'A' stickers on their lockers." My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out. It was a text from an unknown number.

Five years ago, for the sake of my fiancee, Ellia Murdock, I went overseas alone to deal with all the obstacles her family faced. The day I returned, she sent a car to pick me up to attend her son's birthday party. She smiled and introduced me as her long-lost uncle, who was also crazy, in front of all the guests. Her son clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Mommy, I want to ride the crazy horse!" Ellia's smile vanished. Her voice turned cold as she ordered, "Jason, don't ruin Nial's fun. Get down." My heart jolted. I glared at her. "Ellia, you want me to let a brat ride me like a horse?" Right after I finished my sentence, her current husband slapped me across the face. "What's with the

“Oh, my love life... It’s pretty much like one of those dramatic soap operas, honestly.” Alex frowned a little, clearly interested. He stayed silent, waiting for her to continue. “I was in a relationship for three years,” she began, her voice soft, touched with irony. “We even got engaged. I thought we’d end up happily married. But on the day of our engagement party, I walked in on my ex-fiancé and my former best friend being together.” She gave a small, bitter laugh. “And, as if that wasn’t bad enough, my ‘friend’ then told me she was pregnant.” Her smile faded, replaced by a look of detached sadness.

Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help. Dean: Hailee…I know you don’t like me very much, but I also… Me: You also what? Dean: I like someone else, is what I want to say. Me: I’ve always known you were wasting Halsey’s time. Dean: How exactly? Me: No guy hangs out with his girlfriend’s friends and leaves her out. You ignore her calls and I’m sure you know the rest. Dean: Quite observant you are. I sigh, getting bored of talking to him.

"She is my ex-wife." ‎

My heart thudded violently in my chest as this handsome and well-dressed man approached. "Are you ladies bothering my girlfriend?" "Gavin?" One of the girls responded, her voice suddenly diminishing to a mere whisper. Gavin Pierce. The Alpha of the Darkmoon Pack. He's reputed to be one of the cruelest and toughest Alphas in our universe. Interestingly, he also happens to be my ex-boyfriend. The very one I left back in high school. Gavin draped an arm around my shoulders, ignoring my drenched shirt completely. The girl and her friends stared at us, their mouths agape, unsure of what to say in that unexpected moment.