The Ex Book Novels & Stories

I managed to mutter with the energy I was able to summon at that moment. “Look, this thing isn't working, okay? I can't keep living this way! It's suffocating,” he blurted out harshly, his voice becoming more audible with every second that passed. “My ex, Isabella, returned, and she has my child… I have been thinking, and as a man, I can't leave her and my child without a father!” he added abruptly, not thinking twice. “Your ex and a child?” I scoffed in disbelief, my left brow raised in uncertainty. I couldn't believe any of this.

Charles was there exactly where I expected her to be. She sat behind a large desk reviewing documents while the household accountant worked beside her. Both women looked up when I walked in. Mrs. Charles frowned. "Miss Hayes." Her tone made it clear she wasn't pleased to see me. Me too Mrs. Perky nose glasses. It was a name I have reserved for her. Nobody knows it and it will remain so. "I need to ask you something." Mrs. Charles set her eye-glasses and pen down. "What is it?" Instead of answering, I walked forward and placed my phone on the desk. The screen was already open to my account history.

And with that, the journey began. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * SEXTUPLET SIBLINGS AND THEIR BOOKS: 1.⁠ ⁠Kai Stone – DEAR EX, YOU ARE MY MATE

she stated with a frown. I stared at her for a moment. I knew her story, before meeting her current fiancée she had one asshole of a fiancée who impregnated her half sister. Her father supported her ex-fiancée, I could relate to her since her ex fiancée technically kidnapped her various times. Thankfully her current fiancée put them in their place. “I already changed my will, even if I die, he wouldn’t be getting a dime,” I replied with a sad smile.

Penelope said, beaming with joy. Aiden raised his eyebrows in surprise. "The last known book of witches? That sounds interesting. What's it about?" "Well," Penelope began, flipping through the pages, "it's about a powerful potion and medical procedures that can supposedly get rid of any monster that's taken over a person's body. It's called the Spell of Exorcism." "Exorcism?" Aiden chimed in, looking up from his sandwich. "Isn't that what they do to evil spirits in horror movies?"

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Instantly, the steel wire disintegrated into several black needles. She counted the needles, and there were precisely eighty-one of them. “Huff!” Thea took a deep breath. “Is this a coincidence or fate?” She was slightly perplexed. James obtained Crucifier, which could save lives, but she acquired Exalter, which was for taking lives. Moreover, she also found the Book of Malice. Although she had not opened the box, Thea knew the Book of Malice was within the box and would also have records of Demonic Breath and Murderous Energy.

“Mo can Levy have a special please? I’ll grab his coffee.” “Got it,” Mo replies as I busy myself at the coffee machine not close enough to hear the rest of the conversation between father and son. Boy, do I feel uncomfortable right now. My ex sitting next to his daddy, the man whose dick I had in my mouth just last night. I fan myself. Shit, I am in such big trouble her with a capital B and T.

let's hope you the plot goes with the flow! However, you can check out my other current book: Between mafia Lines. "gurll you're missing a lot if YOU'RE NOT READING THAT MASTERPIECE just yet!!" Heppie squeals, a grin plastered on her lips. I mean what are you waiting for?! My bad, my bad😹 I thought I was writing a regular chapter this time, I forgot😹😹

I chewed my lip, suddenly finding my coffee incredibly fascinating. Meera’s eyes narrowed. “Susan.” “I… didn’t say yes.” “What?” Her jaw dropped. “Why?” I sighed, leaning back against my chair. “Because it’s too fast. Because it’s insane. Because this is Elliot we’re talking about. My ex. My boss. The man who broke my heart a decade ago.” Meera crossed her arms, her expression shifting from excitement to something softer. “And the man you’re obviously still crazy about.” I looked away, not wanting to admit how much that was true.