The Ex Assignment Novels & Stories

Jayden is back. After all this time. And somehow, it doesn’t feel like a coincidence. I draw a slow breath and force myself to focus on work. It lasts less than a minute. A notification appears on my computer screen. Internal Update. ORION PROJECT — EXECUTIVE ADDENDUM. A chill runs through me. I open the document. My eyes move quickly over the page. Then they stop. Additional Coordination Assignment. Three names are listed beneath the heading. Davis Rowan — Executive Lead.

He got the file from me and placed it on his table. The curious me couldn't keep my mouth shut. I was boiling thinking about the assignment in a couple of days. "Prof. Darius, Anna informed me about the new assignment. You promised us brea— the stupid professor cut me off saying" Yes, Ms Reynolds. Thanks for reminding me, we have arranged this exclusive program for you. And the exclusive program is gonna be conducted by your seniors." The hell! Seniors! They are suckers. I'll never be able to bare anyone other than Kelly, Tamara, Blake and Rachel. Maybe the other few girls who don't talk much. A couple of guys who don't flirt with me.

We came across some guards at different points but managed to escape them. When the party ended, Xavier gathered his men together. He looked very upset. "Tell me what I have to do with you all," he blurted. "Should I fire you and get better men? Because you have failed in every simple task." "Boss, we are sorry- "Cut the crap and keep the apologies to yourself," Xavier interrupted, raising a hand in the air. You all are not any good. If this continues, I will have no choice but to drop you all. You are very lucky this did not bounce back on us because if it did, we wouldn't be here having this conversation. I will let you go back to your homes and reflect on your poor workmanship. I am disap

What disrespect he had up his sleeves! “And that reminds me, now you are left with nothing, why don’t you do what you should have done for ages? Denounce your right as a Nightingale and leave with that slutty bitch of yours… my ex-wife, Elena. Unless you’d want to give her to me again. I might consider making her my mistress,” Caleb said mockingly, his sudden statement about Elena infuriating me more than I could have imagined.

She answered it, then her face went pale. "That was my boss," she said slowly. "Dominic Winter's office just called. They want me to come in tomorrow for an interview. For a senior position. Working directly under him." My mother's confusion was obvious. "What? That fast?" “ What is fast?” I asked my mother. Looking guilty as if I had caught her doing something bad. “ I don't know. I am just happy for Vivian.” I didn't question her, I just went to get water to quench my thirst.

Rex gently said. “Ok Rex. Tell Ty to count down from ten and get into action,” I ordered Rex, getting into Alpha mode involuntarily. Rex started the countdown for Ty and me. “Ten” “Nine” “Eight” “Don’t fuck this up guys” “Seven” “Six” “Five” “Brace yourselves !” “Four” “Three” “Two” “One” “Go !” Rex shouted in our mindlink and I scampered away from the mine field to go back to the boulder where I had left Ty while I could see the Guard change around Xador at the same time.

“That guy... he’s my ex.” “Whoa!” she exclaimed. “He’s hot. How come you never told me about him?” “Because he’s not worth talking about, okay?” “I want to know, Carmen,” she insisted. “Fine. But keep your voice down I don’t want him knowing I’m here.” “Alright, alright.” “We dated for four years high school through university. He was everything. sweet, loving, caring. Every girl’s dream, really. I cherished every moment with him... but....”

Juan's response was indifferent. "As per the contract, the divorce papers will be delivered to you on the agreed date." Debra fell silent, and he added, "Did you come all the way here just to discuss this?" Detecting the coldness in his tone, Debra shook her head. "I came to ask if you'd join me on a show." "What kind?" "'Hello, Ex'." Juan picked up the coffee cup on the table, taking his time. "I've heard of it. The show's pitch was quite well done."

A message was carved into the earth, the letters large enough to be seen from above: “This is just the beginning.” And beneath the message lay a body—one of her wolves, lifeless and marked with Elijah’s symbol.

I can almost see him weighing the risks, calculating the potential fallout, assessing whether this is a complication he wants to invite into our already complicated arrangement. Then he nods once, sharply. "I'll assign someone tomorrow. Give Elena whatever information you have, photographs, dates, anything your mother mentioned, even the fragments. My team will take it from there." "Thank you, Damon. Really." "Don't thank me yet. We don't know what they'll find." He stands to leave, then pauses at the door, one hand on the frame. When he speaks again, his voice is quieter.