Winning Her Back Novels & Stories

Her words held a glimmer of hope and understanding. "I hope you win her back, Alpha Tyler," she said, her voice filled with empathy. "But I think she might still love you as much as you love her. Maybe something is holding her back, so you need to go pull her out and make her realize that you both are meant for each other." Her encouragement resonated deeply with me. I couldn't deny that I had felt a strong connection with Theda, and her sudden withdrawal from me had left me perplexed and pained all these years. Her mother's words ignited a renewed sense of determination within me.

“I’ll hold them off. You need to bring someone back—anyone!” Rebecca hesitated for a fraction of a second, her chest heaving, before giving a determined nod. “I’ll come back,” she promised, slipping off her heels and clutching them in her hand. “I swear I’ll come back with help.” With that, she turned and bolted down the street, her bare feet slapping against the pavement as she ran. Veronica’s eyes followed Rebecca’s retreating figure, her expression twisting with fury. “You idiots!” she screamed at the two men standing nearby. “Go after her! If she finds anyone, our plan is finished!”

“You finally got your ultimate revenge. You managed to put a ring on my finger after he threw me out.” She looks down at her left hand, a fresh wave of sorrow washing over her features. My heart completely shatters into a million jagged pieces as she slowly, deliberately reaches down and slides my grandmother's heirloom diamond off her finger. She holds the sparkling ring in her trembling palm, staring at it with tear-filled eyes. “You beat him,” she whispers, looking up at me with absolute heartbreak. “You won.” “I don't give a single fuck about winning!” I yell softly, shaking my head violently. Before she can even move to hand the diamond back to me, I reach out and force her fingers clos

“What if we fail…” “We won’t fail. We just need to enjoy the process, El,” Zayne said as he stepped closer. His hand lifted to touch her face. “We don’t have to rush,” he murmured softly, closing the distance between them. “But—” Zayne cut her off with a kiss. “I have good news. We won the case. My mother’s assets are finally back where they belong.” Elmy was happy to hear that. At least one of Zayne’s burdens was lifted. But her thoughts were still weighed down by the issue of pregnancy. “That’s good.”

“I’m going to buy the house next door. I’m going to move here and I’m going to show her that I can be the man she married again.” David looked at me like I was crazy. “You’re serious about this?” “I’ve never been more serious about anything in my life,” I said. “Elena is my wife. She always will be my wife. And I’m going to win her back no matter what it takes.”

I said, smiling when she got stuck between a tree and me. “Who….who says anything about getting me back?” She asked looking behind and around. I knew what she was planning but before she could I placed my hands at her sides, stopping whatever idea running in her head. “Me. I’m getting you back Ellie—it’s only a matter of time—but I know you will be mine very soon……again.” I swallowed down the emotions tugging at my chest. We wouldn’t have been this way if only I had manned up and fought for her back then. But alas we are here and there’s nothing I can do about it.

She was replaceable, and, more importantly, she was not carrying his child. Danielle's eyes flickered as her heart skipped a beat. “You can still win." Her fingers curled on the floor. “You can still have him back." She began nodding unconsciously as the words sank in. “You're right," she said quietly. “You're right." Danielle pushed herself up, her voice becoming firmer with each repetition. “I can get him back."

The competition itself in four. That was her battlefield. Her water. The honour she had once buried with her own hands for a man who had never known what it cost her. If her marriage had become a sealed tomb, why was she still standing inside it? Rebecca drew in a slow breath. Then she placed her fingers firmly on the form. When she looked up at Liam, something had changed in her eyes. For the first time in three years, they carried the heat of the champion she had once been. “Yes, Liam,” she said. “I’ve decided to return.”

The sun was high, but all she could focus on was the burning excitement flooding her veins. Now, Frank will know. Now he’ll see that I’m not useless. That I was never useless. For too long, she had been overlooked—cast aside like she was nothing. But not anymore. Her lips curled into a smirk, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She had done what no one thought possible. She had outsmarted them all, and now she was ready to take back what was hers. I will not only win Frank back, but I’ll make sure he regrets ever turning his back on me, she thought to herself.