What Is A Rebound Girlfriend Novels & Stories

The girl I once believed needed my protection now appeared utterly repulsive to me. "This is all because of you!" I roared at the panicked Vivian, my gaze terrifying. Vivian called me insane and fled in a panic. But she was soon caught by the people I had sent and was slapped repeatedly. As I watched Vivian struggle, the emptiness inside me only grew deeper. From the moment Natalie walked away, I had already lost my sanity. This hollow and aimless existence continued until a former high school classmate, who had recently returned from a trip to Norell, posted a photo of the streets of Averndale on social media. It finally stirred something inside me.

“I don’t know, maybe I shouldn’t rush into anything…” “That sounds like a good idea. Give it some time and then see how you feel,” I suggest. “The last thing that girl needs is you fucking around with her feelings again.” “Yeah, you’re right. What I need to do is find myself a rebound. Help get her out of my head.” “Aren’t those your friends over there?” I motion to the door where a group of guys have just walked in. Joel’s eyes light up, then he glances at me. I chuckle and pat him on the back.

Betraying her marriage for a fantasy. If she had another chance... if she could do it all over again... Her vision darkened at the edges. Through the roaring flames and her fading consciousness, she heard footsteps pounding up the stairs. A door crashing open. "AVELINE!" Lucian’s voice. Desperate. Raw. Strong arms lifted her, cradling her against a chest she had pushed away a thousand times.

Before I could ponder on it any further, a third guy joined the conversation, his voice rough and laced with deep intrigue. "I actually saw a picture of this Lady Vivienne," the third guy inputted, leaning heavily against the table. "And let me tell you, there's a huge reason why Kendrick agreed to this arrangement so quickly without any fight." "Oh yeah? Why's that?" "Because apparently, this new woman looks almost exactly like his old fated mate. Nilah." "What?!" I whispered underneath my breath, shock filling my face. His new mate looks like me? It was as if everyone in the room had been listening in on the conversation because as soon as my name was mentioned, they all turned to me but t

I was never supposed to get into another relationship, not so quickly after Jessica. From the outside looking in, people probably thought we were the perfect couple. To some degree, I guess I believed that too, until I caught her cheating on me. That kind of threw a wrench in the works. A couple of my friends, being overall good dudes but generally shitty decision-makers, suggested I get out there again as soon as possible. But the truth was that the last thing I wanted was to jump into a rebound. I didn’t want to date for a while, and that had been the last thing on my mind when I stepped in to protect some random girl from Preston at that party.

Her gaze dropped, her voice soft and pitiful. I leaned back slightly. “Are you insinuating that I stole your boyfriend?” “No! No, of course not!” she said quickly, the tears gone almost too quickly. “I… I’m willing to do whatever you want. I’ll even give up the art gallery if that’s what it takes to earn your forgiveness.” The sudden shift in tone didn’t escape me. My eyes narrowed. “That’s quite the change… why so generous all of a sudden?”

“Hayden’s… ex?” “Mm-hmm.” Megan crossed her legs, eyes sharp on me. “The real one. Before you came along with your… thrift-store outfits.” I stiffened. “Excuse me?” Megan’s smile was pure venom. “Oh, don’t get defensive. I get it—you’re the rebound. Every guy has one. You know, something soft, easy, disposable.” Justin chuckled low. “Don’t waste your breath, babe. Some girls just can’t compete.”

He leaned closer, his gaze locking with mine, then his crimson lips crashed into mine, a mix of wine and cigarette on his breath. "I don’t mind being your rebound. You can use me to get over him. What do you think?" His voice was low as he broke the kiss, his blue eyes searching mine for an answer. At first, I was surprised, wondering why such a good-looking guy would want something like this. He looked rich and confident; don’t men hate being rebounds?

Fiona. Sera clutched the marriage contract tightly to her chest, turning toward Mr. Robert and shouting resolutely: "Father! For this marriage, I will marry into the Hayes family! I want to marry Dominic!" Evelyn's fingers froze in mid-air. She slowly raised her head, staring intently at Sera’s frenzied expression. In her past life, it was this exact older sister who had wept and desperately demanded to break the engagement with Dominic, because she disdained the Hayes family for being in crisis and decline at the time. But now... she was shamelessly fighting to claim that very marriage. That greedy look, that agitation... it was clearly not the expression of someone who had simply changed h