She's Had Enough! They Want Her Back Novels & Stories

She didn't want me to know and I never questioned her. The other end of the phone was silent for a while and Mason breathed out heavily. “Are you still on about that woman? She left you at the altar, bro. Give her what she wants. She wants a divorce, not you anymore.” Mason was displeased. At his words, I pinched my nose in irritation, “Whatever I do with my life is none of your business, Mason.” I rolled my eyes. “Just get the information I need. I will wire some money into your account.”

They won’t just agree to give her back. "Oh, but they will. I have a way of gettin’ what I want." All I need to do is get close enough to one person. "You're delusional to think you alone can get her back," she argues, and I laugh. “Ya don't know me. Ya already admitted that. Now, where is she?" Her head shakes. "I can't. If I tell you, he knows I said, which means I'm fucking dead!"

She kept her eyes on my dress, never once directly looking at me. She sucked on her teeth in thought. "What do I get in return for my services?" To not get slapped in the face. But I guess that wasn't a fair trade. "What do you want?" Adrian said, his tone suspicious. "I want to go back to Lust." She immediately responded without hesitation. "You're not a Lust demon. You don't belong in Lust. This is your home." Adrian replied sternly. "I want Lust to be my home again. I lived there my entire existence." Shea argued boldly.

She was doing it because she had finally decided that she deserved to feel good about herself again. After ending the call, Ann placed the phone on the table. She touched her hair and smiled. It was only a small step. But it was hers. ___ After a long run, the salon attendant finally finished performing magic on her hair and staring herself in the mirror, she knew she was back at it again. Her hair had been trimmed into a neat, simple style. Nothing dramatic. Nothing that screamed for attention. Her face had been lightly touched with makeup, just enough to make her look fresh.

“Do you wanna show them what you can do, or do you wanna go back and be the same woman who left the pack?” “Will you allow me to go back?” I can see how she’s terrified of me, but that’s not going to happen. As much as it pains me, she needs to hear what she wants to hear. “If I get my money, yes, but I’ll keep my word to you. I will kill Liam and Danya.” “No.” Her voice is stronger this time. “I want you to show me my true potential, and then I want them to know that they didn’t break me.”

She turned around to face him instead, "can I get my phone back?" Adrian's eyes searched hers. Yesterday, she told him that she was bored from following one pattern and doing the same thing for weeks and today she was telling him that she needed her phone back. What was she trying to do? Run away? Has she suddenly remembered the man she loves, Dustin and was planning to return back to him, perhaps? He took his hands away from her shoulders and shoved them into his pocket before he could throttle her and hurl out accusations of her trying to return back to Dustin. "I'm not giving it back to you. So, don't ask again". He told her through clenched teeth.

"Just keep an eye on things. Don't let the Hale girl get too smug." Katherine blinked, startled. "So you're really giving up? Weren't you so confident about getting back together a few days ago?" Isabella fell silent, then gave a sorrowful smile. "Getting back together? There's no chance of that anymore." Katherine's expression hardened. She grabbed Isabella's arm. "Is it because of that reel? Explain it to Dominic. He won't care that much." "So you're saying I should go back and compete with you?" Isabella let out a cold laugh. "You're really generous."

The path ahead was uncertain, and in case an opportunity to escape presented itself, she didn't want to be hindered by physical weakness. The woman opposite rolled her eyes. "Just the pile on top of the boxes. Take whatever you want. You paid a thousand dollars to those people, and you're still so stingy about food. With that kind of courage, you still dare to come up here." Rebecca stayed silent. She didn't respond and let them assume she was just like them. Then, she grabbed whatever was available. She shakily swallowed each mouthful. After that, she felt her strength gradually returning.

I replied to her with even a louder tone that made the people around us interested in what we had going on. She sat down back, unable to talk or reply to me as I had created the scene she wanted. “Firstly, you don't get to talk to me about what or who I want to be with, Travis was my ex-husband you stole from me and now he wants me back, you're on the edge…I don't even have his time yet, you're all worked up just imagine if i do, what will be the outcome of you?” I asked and she clutched her fist tightly but didn't say anything.

She had been so hurt by the way things were going on that she knew she had had to do something about it or else it would get worse. But first she knew that she had to make sure Sebastian really wanted it back. That was because the way he behaved said a lot about his desire to take back the title. He didn't seem to be serious about it now that Hailee had given him a chance to be free and not locked up. She knew it was just like stabbing him in the back after being kind to him but she was wired that way.