Best Chasing The Ex Stories & Novels Collection

On the day I was diagnosed with late-stage pancreatic cancer, my husband's old flame returned. He greeted her with deep affection: "Welcome home."

For three years, I'd been nothing more than a stand-in, molded to resemble her. That lasted until she appeared at a charity gala in the same dress as mine, arm-in-arm with my husband, who pushed me aside with, "You're blocking Valerie."

I signed the p...

When Noah betrayed me for fresher meat, he thought the only cost was our eight-year relationship. He never imagined I'd take with me the very soul of his commercial empire—and a secret he would never uncover.
For three years, he hunted for me like a madman, from Los Angeles to Reykjavik, until he finally knelt at my doorstep in Lagos.
"Give me a chance," he begged, "for the sake of our past."
I lo...

Just seventeen minutes after my mother drew her last breath, I ran into a man in the hospital stairwell, his head wrapped in a blood-soaked bandage. His expensive suit was shredded, and he begged me not to call a doctor, whispering only, "They're trying to kill me." With tears blurring my vision, I made the craziest decision of my life—I hid this amnesiac stranger in the now-empty hospital room wh...

In three days, I'll put on the white ceremonial dress and stand beneath the moonlight, addressed by the entire pack as—his Luna.
I've replayed that moment countless times: his hand closing around mine, his voice declaring our bond to the tribe,
and me—no longer an ordinary Omega, but the partner who stands beside an Alpha.
In my mind, that moment has always felt like fate.
I've believed that the s...

I found the receipt in my husband Owen's jacket. Le Bernardin. 8:30 PM. Two entrees, wine, crème brûlée—Kenna's favorite.
At 8:30, I was sitting in the ER. My mom needed emergency surgery, and I'd begged him to come. He said he was working late.
He lied.
For three years, I gave Owen everything. Eighty thousand dollars from my parents—our down payment money—to fund his architecture studio. My incom...

Five years ago, I walked away pregnant and heartbroken.
He chose someone else.
He let me go without looking back.

Now I’ve returned—with a son who carries his blood
and a strength I never knew I had.

He kneels, begging for forgiveness.

To save my grandmother's bookstore, I signed a six-month fake dating contract with a stranger named Kai.

He's cold, rich, and too perfect to be real. Until I discovered he's a werewolf Alpha, his family calls me "Luna," and "fated mates" means—his wolf claimed me as his destiny five years ago.

The deadliest truth? He could've saved my bookstore from day one. The contract was just an excuse to ge...

Stefan was leaning over the crib, stroking the baby's back. "No, I swear to you, princess, nothing is ever going to hurt you. I'm here for you, even if Mommy doesn't want it. I'm not going away. And I'm going to protect you. You can count on it."

Alana's throat tightened.

"I'll slay your dragons for you, princess. I give you my word of honor." Stefan continued.

Tears burned in Alana's eyes.

"...

I was once a brilliant researcher, but I gave up my career for my family. Everything changed during a camping trip—my husband abandoned me in the wilderness, and my son called another woman “Mom.” My husband openly favored his mistress, neglecting both me and our daughter. Heartbroken, I decided to divorce him and take my daughter with me, determined to reclaim my career and my life.

He thought I...

Julian says art is visualized data. But he has a blind spot: he can't see I love him.

I say art is emotional expression. But I also have a blind spot: I can't see he loves me.

Three-year contract marriage, we stood in each other's blind spots. He drove me home, helped with my zipper, texted me at dawn—I didn't see. I wore the black dress he hated to watch his ex perform, learned to make breakfas...

I've always had an innate aversion to sticky textures—when I wore gloves to learn baking, my teacher snapped, "How can you be a chef if you won't even touch ingredients?" It was Roman who knelt with me in that supply closet, teaching me to identify vanilla by smell and handling raw meat for me. But when his mom yelled in the alley behind their restaurant, "Wearing gloves to cook is just faking—you...

I thought I'd buried the past. Built a new life, won my first major award. Then a six-year-old video surfaces—me, obviously pregnant, at a private clinic. The world wants answers about the baby that never was. But more dangerous than the media frenzy is the man standing at my door, asking for what I can never give him: a second chance.

I'm marrying the man who carries my dead brother's heart. But his secrets could destroy us both.
I thought Ryan's proposal was a dream come true. But when I discovered his connection to my brother's widow, Stella, my world collapsed. He calls her his "first love." He went to jail for her. And he’s only marrying me to get closer to her.
But I have a secret too: the man who truly loves me now carrie...

I was the perfect Luna—until my telepathy awakened at the Full Moon Festival, and I heard my husband Kael’s true thoughts:
"A barren mate is defective."
"Thank fate my Omega carries my true heir."
"Where can she even go without me?"
Our eighteen-month marriage was a lie. He had me cursed by a witch while my handmaid bore his child.
They expected me to break. To vanish in disgrace.
They were wrong....

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Elena spent three months searching for her missing husband, clinging to hope. That hope dies the moment she learns the truth: Williams isn't missing. He's alive, and about to marry Melissa Roberts, the ruthless mafia heiress.

Shattered and betrayed, Elena turns to the last man she can trust, Kai, Williams' estranged stepbrother. Cold, dangerous, and tied to the underworld, he offers answer...

Fresh out of bone marrow donation surgery, I endured hip pain to see my chemo-worn son—only to hear him snap at the nurse: "I don't want this lady touching me! Where's Mommy Vivian? Daddy said she'd wait for me!"
When the nurse tried to explain, "This is the mom who donated marrow for you," he threw an even bigger fit.
My husband Nathaniel walked in, first asking our son, "Does it hurt?" then co...

Three years barren, and Jessamine walked on thin ice in the elite household. Her mother-in-law spat venomous curses daily, calling her a "worthless waste of space" and threatening to force her son into divorce.

She could still remember when Damien had severed all ties with his family to marry her—kneeling outside their door in the pouring rain, begging his parents to accept her: "Jessamine is my ...

My name is Aria Storm, Delta warrior of Silvercrest Pack.

My parents died protecting this territory. The only reason I stayed was my fiancé—Alpha heir Damien Blackwood.

I never expected that Serena, the pitiful Omega who arrived three months ago claiming to flee an abusive ex, would become the knife that shattered my life.

And I especially didn't expect that just one week ago, when the doctor t...

I am my sister's poison taster, and my husband is her executioner.

My marriage was a transaction. My body, a laboratory to test drugs for the woman my billionaire husband truly loves. For years, I endured the agony, clinging to the hope that he might see me. But when the doctors said the poison had left me only three months to live, his response was to demand my last remaining kidney for her.

I ...

His eyes were dark wild with an emotions I couldn't name. "You are playing with fire kid," he warned his voice a raw ragged growl.

A thrill shot through me.

I bit on my lower lip feigning innocence as I stared right into his stormy eyes “What if I want it to burn me?" I whispered leaning forward until my lips were a hair's breadth from his.

I could feel his warm breath on my skin fast and unev...

Kayla Brookes once believed in forever. She gave her heart to Adrian, the man she thought was her soulmate, and trusted her best friend like a sister. But everything came crashing down the day she walked in on their betrayal. In one brutal moment, her marriage ended, her heart shattered, and her world fell apart.

Left with nothing but her pain and a dream, Kayla vowed to rise again. She buried he...

Vincent's fingers stirred inside my pussy, his hand forcefully squeezing my breast.
"Baby, your body is already soaking wet. Do you want my cock?" Vincent asked me.
I gasped with my mouth open, nodding vigorously. "Fuck me! Vincent, hurry!"
Vincent's cock replaced his fingers, filling my pussy completely, and I screamed wildly.
Vincent laughed with delight, murmuring in my ear, "Baby, your ex-fian...

5 AM. Ryan transferred me $50,000.

I should've been grateful. Until I saw the email on his laptop—"Ashford-Martinez Wedding Venue Confirmation." White roses with peonies. Every detail I'd mentioned. Then I heard Sophia laughing on his phone.

I got it. Investment VP meets architect heiress. And me? Just a wedding planner with a severance check.

Three months later, Catherine Ashford hired me to p...

At 23, I still had two weeks until my due date, but a sharp pain hit me in the parking lot of my dad’s clinic, water gushing down my legs. My phone slipped from my shaking hands—I wasn’t mentally ready to be a mom, let alone admit who the dad was. Then I was wheeled into the OR, and froze at the anesthesiologist in a blue cap: Rio, the ex I’d run from for ten months. He had no clue the baby was hi...

At the board meeting, he voted to dilute my equity.

"This is business, Elena. Not personal."

Three years of hidden marriage. I thought we were partners. But in that moment, I finally understood—I was just his technical supplier on the road to success.

What Ryan didn't know: that Technology Contribution Agreement he signed three years ago contained one clause. 70% of NexTech's core algorithm IP ...

My name's Emma, and this is the story of how I went from being the grateful girlfriend to... well, you'll see.
It kicked off when Ryan, my knight in shining armor, saved me from UCLA debt hell. "Babe, I got this," he grinned, renting me a room in his best bro Dylan's swanky Palo Alto pad. Amazing views, dirt cheap—total lifesaver. I was over the moon, thinking Ryan had my back.
But Dylan? He's dro...

“Evelyn, I can make you feel more fucked and satisfied than your ex-husband ever could.”

As the rhythm of our bodies quickened, I groaned and grasped the hair of the man above me. Ryan’s hand gripped and tormented my breasts, his thumb teasing my nipple, while his other hand pressed urgently against my clitoris.

“No matter who you were in the past, you belong to me now. Only to me.”

——

Evelyn ...

"Noah, we can't..."

"Can't what?"
"Someone will come."
"No one can access this elevator now."
"Are you going to help me 'cool down,' Emma?"

I'm Emma Wells. I thought when I signed that three-year prenup, I could keep my emotions in check and not fall in love. Unfortunately, my heart never got the memo.

As the cold and ruthless Noah York gradually broke through my defenses, I found myself fall...

Every love has its limits. When trust breaks and hearts shatter, two souls find themselves at the breaking point of love. In the aftermath of betrayal, they must decide if forgiveness is worth another chance — or if love has finally reached its end.

I died with Vivian's smile burned into my memory.

She shot my sister Emma, and my husband Damien just stood there and watched. As my heart stopped, the last thing I saw was Vivian's triumphant smirk.

Then I opened my eyes.

I was back on the day the nightmare began, the morning Damien announced he wanted to keep both me and Vivian.

In my past life, I cried, I fought, I resisted. And finally, I ...

My roommate's violent ex-boyfriend stormed our dorm with a knife. I rushed out to protect her and got stabbed, bleeding all over the floor.

I desperately pounded on her door for help: "Hestia! Save me! Open up!" Dead silence from inside. That BITCH stood right behind the door, listening to me take my last breath.

Even more disgusting, she cried to my boyfriend Brian:

"I don't know why this happ...

I married Ethan Blackstone, turning me into the priciest accessory in New York's elite circles. On our wedding day, he ditched me for his childhood sweetheart Isabella, making me the laughingstock in front of 500 guests. For three years in this icy mansion, I've had to watch them together every single day, hearing her weak voice calling his name. I feel like a ghost in my own home—even my breathin...

Ten years of secret love, and what did I get? Watching him fall for another woman at MY art exhibition.

The most ridiculous part? He turned to me and said, "Harper, you have to help me win her over."

I orchestrated their romantic encounters, taught him how to charm women, even told him what flowers she liked. I was the perfect wingman, watching them fall in love while I licked my wounds in the d...

My name is Mira Sawyer, an orphan adopted by the Rossi mafia family.

The night I was kidnapped, the captor pressed a gun to my temple and told Marco over video: "Five million dollars, or she dies."

I watched Marco Rossi—heir to New York's mafia empire—laugh with a blonde in his arms: "Keep her. Maybe she'll finally learn I don't want a pathetic puppy following me around."

Ten years of waiting, ...

My husband and I had an arrangement.

Ten years of marriage, him keeping mistresses while I pretended not to see. He called it a "modern open relationship." I called it "dignified mutual betrayal."

I thought we'd live like this forever, cold and calculated.

Until that night when his little lover brought him home, declaring her territory right in front of me.

In that moment, I suddenly smiled.

...

At the Met Gala, I heard my husband tell his friends in French that I'm "boring." That his 22-year-old girlfriend is "so much more exciting in bed."

He laughed when they asked if I knew. "Elle ne comprend même pas 'bonjour'." (She doesn't even understand 'bonjour'.)

What Marcus doesn't know: I spent two years at the Sorbonne.

Je comprends tout, Marcus. I understand everything.

The diamond ...

Three-year contract marriage. $5,000 monthly salary. Peaceful divorce at the end.

That was my deal with Ethan Blackwood.

Until I overheard him on the phone—booking restaurants, ordering white roses, preparing a necklace. I knew his white moonlight Bailey was back.

So I paid $3,000 for a fake ultrasound and told him I was pregnant.

He transferred $500,000 and said coldly, "Take care of my child...

I almost gave up admission to a top-15 university for my childhood sweetheart Brent, fantasizing he would finally confess his love.

Until that afternoon when I overheard him telling his friend dismissively: "Without me, she's nothing."

Turns out I could never compete with Sienna, the blonde beauty who transferred here three months ago. Turns out he chose Michigan State because the pretty girl ne...

I woke up stranded on a deserted island next to Devon Hayes — the A-list action star I dumped five years ago.

And it's streaming live to millions.

Seven days. No phones, no way out. Just me and the man I loved, then destroyed.

Day 1, we barely spoke. Day 2, I saved him from a snake. Day 3, we high-fived and froze — that old habit we couldn't shake.

Then the storm hit.

Trapped in a cave, his a...

Five years ago at the coming-of-age ceremony, Alpha Prince Ethan and I both "failed"—neither of us awakened our wolves. Since then, I've been the Beta family's defect, and he's been the worthless prince abandoned by the Council.

Until that rainy night when he collapsed at my café door, bleeding.

"I had nowhere else to go."

I let him stay. But on one condition—he works for me, wears my "Moonbean...

“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured.
“First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.”
“Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured.

“Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours un...

“Edward…” I breathed, my voice shaky, barely audible, but he heard it. His eyes darkened, and he leaned down, his mouth hovering near my ear.

“Louder,” he urged, his tone a mix of demand and desire as his fingers pressed deeper, circling with intent. I bit my lip, trying to stifle the sounds building in my throat, but he wasn’t having it.

His other hand tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his ...

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When Sarah David discovers her sister is marrying the only man she’s ever loved, her ex-boyfriend turned Hollywood star, Aaron Bourne, her world shatters. A reckless night of passion with Aaron leaves Sarah carrying the one secret that could destroy her family: his child. Forced to hide behind her loyal best friend, she watches Aaron marry Zara, even as his obsession with her grows. But whe...

I saved Frank from an avalanche. He paid me back by locking me at home with a pregnancy monitor and a salt-free diet. When he announced to the world on television that he was single, causing me to miscarry in a blizzard that very night, I knew this man was beyond saving.
So, I made him drink a potion that erases memory. Now, he has completely forgotten me, his wife, and our dead child.
And my grea...

At eleven p.m., I'm staring at the charity foundation's financial report, barely able to focus on the numbers—Theron is "networking" again, but for three years now, his "networking" has always involved another woman. Then my phone rings. It's Tommy, the paparazzo: "Mrs. Sterling, your husband's on his private yacht, all over some 22-year-old blonde intern!"

Thirty-seven times. Have you ever tried...

They say werewolves only love once, love until death.

But when my destined mate chose another woman in a life-or-death moment, when I tore up that sacred contract with my own hands, I finally understood—some loves are destined to end in betrayal.

I am Ainsley Silverstone, heir to the Silver Moon pack. I thought the worst pain was being betrayed, until I awakened memories of my past life and disc...

A rich heir and a part-time barista—same world? Not even close.
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Isabella struggles in Christopher's arms. "Let go of me! Two years ago, you were just toying with me. Didn't your friends say I smelled like poverty? What do you want now?"
Desire smolders in Christopher's eyes, his voice rough with restraint. "Behave, or I can't promise what I'll do..."

Divorcing my striper husband is a love story that unfolds the two birds who have been enjoying their lives until Ava gets hired at her former college colleague who owns the company and this made Herman jealous and they kept on having fights from time to time.
Ava one day saw Herman entering a restaurant while holding a waist of one girl and she started suspecting that her husband was cheating on h...

When I was in excruciating pain from cancer, my husband gave the last box of painkillers to his pregnant mistress.

After being publicly humiliated by the domineering CEO, Aubrey Sterling vanished into Chicago's rainy night in tears. She took with her not only a broken heart, but also a secret—Connor Blake's child.

Seven years later, Connor unexpectedly reunites with his former lover at a business meeting. The once vulnerable girl had transformed into a brilliant architectural design queen.

He desperately pur...