Rebound After Break Up Novels & Stories

If you are looking for a way to get my attention, then this won't work'. Tears trickled down my cheeks, my grip tightened around the phone, and my jaw clenched tightly. I didn't know what was going on right now, and why I was seeing this day again after almost two years instead of being dead after the fire outbreak, but I guess it was for a reason. As much as I wanted to conclude that I was given another chance and had been reborn, I didn't want to give myself so much hope. Besides, that was never possible.

After she completely gave over control of her body to him, what sort of insult would she endure again? Suddenly, she recalled what he had said before claiming her body again. Help me forget her tonight... She laughed sadly. That's it. There was a disclaimer before he claimed her body again. She acted foolishly by failing to consider it. She was so anxious to offer herself to him again that she didn't even listen to what he said. She was just a rebound! A Rebound bride! A Rebound wife! She was only an option. "Yaz?" He appeared to be very concerned about avoiding an unplanned pregnancy that evening.

"You don't need to worry, I ordered a new shirt for you.. It would be delivered in few minutes" "So, am I to say thank you to that?" Max asked sarcastically. "Well, you can keep it to yourself, I don't need it". Max bites on his lower lip as he felt like squeezing that mouth of hers.. She feels too proud of herself. It's no wonder the both of them can never get along. "Where are we? I don't remember going home" He said. "A little advice yeah! When you get a heartbreak, do not drink yourself to stupor. If I wasn't there, you would have laid with a random whore at the club last night"

I put my cold hands on my head and swayed myself but the deep breaths I took didn’t calm my panic attack. Lucille kneeled next to me. "Oh my god. Boo, are you okay? What’s wrong? Look, I'm not scared of getting hurt. I know you still love your wife and that’s normal. And I'm not sure about love yet, but I know I really like you. I can handle myself. Let's just be each other's rebound for now." Lucille's voice was so light and soft but her words buried me six feet under. Rebound. I'm just her rebound?

It was full of resentment and regret. I used to think it was just my imagination, but it turned out to be her true feelings. After that, she went back to acting calm, as if her previous resistance had been fake. She became like any ordinary wife. I had already been fooled once, so when Erin came around again this time, I refused. I knew Cooper Group needed Weber Group's help, and they wouldn't give up so easily, so I tried to soothe her.

“Let go of me moron, I can’t even deal with you right now,” “I am sorry, that was petty of me, it just came out, what can I do to make it up to you?” He asked. “Well, you can be my buddy, I am going through a break up so I need someone to use for a rebound and since you are single like me, you can help, don’t worry, I don’t plan on fucking you,”

Rebecca's POV It has been a month since Carlos and I broke up. The break-up left me completely broken, and I don’t think I can bear it anymore. Carlos was my soul mate and my source of strength. Being without him completely devastates me. I have been so terrible and in a bad mood. I wish that I could finish the semester, so I can go home and just forget about all this for a while. At least at home I will be with my family, and it will distract me somehow.

“Hey, just because I don't have a mate doesn't mean I don't know anything about women or grief. I looked at him then, noticing a flicker of something pass across his face. It was the first time since I'd known him that Caleb didn't seem to be in perfect control. He looked vulnerable, human. In an instant, it was gone, and Caleb's usual smug expression was back once more. I stood up, dusting off my jeans. “I have something to do. He nodded. - Good luck. And if she still hates you after you break up, speak well of me. This girl is amazing.

The memory sent a fresh surge of loathing through my veins. I ran my hands through my hair and down my face, trying to scrub away the irritation. After the breakup, Ashanti had refused to let go. We weren't "back together," but we had fallen into a toxic cycle of physical proximity. I had used her for sexual gratification to numb the void, but the moment I truly saw Nancy, that well ran dry. I hadn't been able to touch another woman since.

Teaser: The break-up. Stay tuned!