Romance Novels After Divorce Novels & Stories

The memories whirled in her mind—a jumble of pain and betrayal: their first meeting in a busy school hallway, their whirlwind romance ignited by youthful passion, the thrilling rush of love that felt everlasting, the gradual dissolution of trust, whispers of doubt creeping in like vines choking their love, the gut-wrenching heartbreak as their 'forever' shattered, and the final blow of divorce that left her feeling lost. "I can’t even remember why Castiel and Katherine got divorced in the first place," one comment on the blog said. "They were together since they were teenagers. Isn’t it funny how love fades?" Katherine gripped her wine glass tighter, her knuckles turning white. She didn’t ne

“I did everything I could to make you happy, honey, but now you’re saying that you don’t love me and there’s someone else. Whoa, I can’t believe this!” “But not a son! You never gave me a son!” he shouted before leaving me alone. He left me standing there while brokenhearted! How could he be so heartless? When he was totally out of my sight, I looked down at the divorce papers and my hands trembled while holding the piece of paper that broke me apart. Was it solely my fault that I couldn’t conceive? There’s nothing wrong with my health and the doctors could attest to that, but why was he blaming me? Or was it just to shift the blame on me? Was he just looking for ways to justify his affair w

No way… I wouldn’t allow you to have your fun. That being said, I grabbed the divorce papers and meticulously ripped them to shreds, one by one. Leaving no letter behind. Divorce? You think I would let you marry another man? No way in hell, Summer. You would carry my lastname until we both die! [Note: Thank you again, guys! Don’t forget to comment on the MAIN COMMENT SECTION OF THE BOOK to boost its popularity! It would mean a lot to me!]

Touching her. The back of my eyes and nose burned, and my throat tightened with the need to cry. Roman could do whatever he wanted to do, I don't care anymore. I was leaving. After all, our marriage was never supposed to last. It was just something to save me from Matteo. It's fine. I will be fine. I needed to leave Chicago for Ohio so I could breathe. Roman and I can….. we can divorce afterward, and maybe I'll come back, continue my business and….

On their wedding day, a handsome groom and his beautiful bride said, "I Do." Their hearts were fluttering with pure joy! They had married the love of their life! Is this what I experience? No, this is not that story. Here is the other version, Tameka Morton's version. You see, love didn't become apparent until after my divorce. I can't wait to tell you from beginning to end how it all transpired.

THE END. I have released a new story titled "After Divorce, I Accidentally Married a Ruthless Billionaire." Please let me know your thoughts on it.

Back then, Rebecca could do whatever she wanted to Natalie. Irwin was silent. Natalie said these things casually, but the bitterness beneath the surface was evident. Irwin wanted to say something comforting, but he realized that it was inappropriate for an outsider like him to comment on matters concerning the Johnson family. "You're amazing!" After a long pause, Irwin complimented Natalie with these words. Natalie's smile widened. She lifted her glass of red wine and took a sip. "I feel the same." Many women, after divorce, would feel desolate for a long time. Some dared not divorce due to economic dependence and would compromise with the man and his family.

“Even after we divorced, you still looked out for me, and I appreciate that. but I it’s time you moved on. There is no longer Olivia and Nick Jone anymore.” I paused letting my words hang in the air. “Our chapter ended a long time ago, it’s time for you to let go now, Nick. You and I will never go back to what we were. It’s time for a new chapter in your life as well.” I stood and went to stand by the rail then turned to look at him. He looked hurt by my words, I didn’t know what he was expecting, we had been divorced for a couple of years now and I got married again. Did he think there was still a chance of us getting back together?

“Diane, I threw a birthday party for you twice. You didn’t show up.” “Because I was busy!” “Exactly! You’re always fucking busy.” The veins in my neck bulged. “Do you even remember you’re married? Because it seems like I’m the only one putting some effort into making this work. I love you, Diane. I love you so fucking much, but sometimes you make it hard to.” I took a step forward, my voice cracking. “We sleep in different rooms, baby. Have you ever wondered how that made me feel?” “How did it make you feel?” She repeated.

Madison asked as she looked at Irene, who was still lying unconscious on the bed. "She's fine. She'll be discharged in a few days. She just needs to get some rest after." "That's good to hear." After a pause, Madison said, "I heard you're divorcing Roxy?" "That's right." "I've always said that a marriage where the woman is more successful than the man will never last. Back then, you insisted on marrying her and devoting yourself to her. Well, look at what happened now. You've lost both her and your fortune. She and her entire family are all rotten to the core!"