Reunion with Ex - Boyfriend Trouble

While video chatting with my boyfriend, his roommates were eagerly clamoring to meet me. Just as I was giving a modest smile, the phone was unexpectedly snatched away. A charismatic voice, tinged with humor, chimed in, “Come on, don’t be shy, show us what our sister-in-law looks like.” To my surprise, I found myself face-to-face with my ex-boyfriend, Brayden, whose breakup with me had been quite the upheaval. His smile slowly faded, and after a moment, he forced a wry grin. “Wow.” As he leaned in, the star pendant on his silver chain brushed against the camera lens. My breath caught when I recognized him. Sweat trickled down Brayden's sharp jawline and into the open collar of his basketball jersey. He stared at the screen for a couple of seconds, his pupils widening in shock. “…Wow.” The phone was abruptly tossed aside, the screen momentarily blacked out before it was quickly picked up again. Cassius grabbed the phone, sounding annoyed, “Why did you freak out like that?” Brayden hesitated, then snorted, “Your taste could use some work.” Cassius, usually so calm, surprisingly found himself irritated, and retorted sharply, “My girlfriend is great, stop with the nonsense.” “She’s definitely prettier than the prom queen, what's up with you, Brayden?” “If I scored someone like her, I’d live on instant noodles for three years!” “No way, I’d give up takeout for a decade!” His roommates erupted in laughter, while Brayden stayed silent.

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Brayden had a childhood friend named Adalynn, someone who grew up alongside him. Her father used to work as Brayden's father's chauffeur. During a tragic sea accident, he sacrificed himself to save Brayden’s father, but unfortunately, he didn’t return alive.

Brayden's father, Arturo, was a man with strong principles. Without hesitation, he took in Adalynn and her mother, vowing to treat Adalynn as his own daughter and to care for them both indefinitely.

Adalynn was constantly by Brayden's side, even after we started dating, tagging along on our walks to and from school. This led to countless arguments between Brayden and me. When Adalynn finally stopped joining us, I felt a wave of relief. But then, just a few days later, she was back, leaning on Brayden for support.

"I'm sorry, Evelyn," she said with a sweet, apologetic smile. "I know you'd prefer I didn’t join you, but I twisted my ankle, and Brayden insisted on walking me home."

Brayden's attention was completely on her, his brow furrowed as he gently scolded her. "You twisted your ankle and didn’t tell me? Were you planning to hop home if I hadn’t come to get you? Hop on."

I still remember that day vividly. Brayden carried Adalynn on his back, walking ahead of me. She lay against him, sharing stories from their childhood, leaving no room for me in their conversation.

She whimpered teasingly, "Brayden, my foot hurts so much!"

I had never heard Brayden speak so softly, "Does it really hurt that much? What should we do?"

"I want a spiced honey cake from that bakery on the corner, the priciest one!"

"Alright, I’ll take you home first, then go get it for you."

"Brayden, can I walk with you again in the future? When I walk alone, those guys outside the school stare at me, and it freaks me out."

Brayden's brow furrowed more deeply, "Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning, and from now on, you’re not walking alone."

Adalynn smiled and glanced back at me. "Okay."

…

As the sun set, their shadows stretched long and intertwined, inseparable. I was drifting further and further behind, yet Brayden never looked back to check on me.

Only after he had safely delivered Adalynn home did he finally turn to me and say, "I need to get that cake for Adalynn. I won’t be walking you home today."

"Evelyn, you should head back on your own."

I watched him for a long moment before turning away and walking home.

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For seven years of marriage, I tried everything possible to earn my husband Adrian's favor, humbly hoping he would spend more time at home with our daughter and me. But even when our daughter, Seraphina, was critically injured in a car accident and longed to see her father one last time, he didn't come back. "Clementine has something going on. I can't leave right now," he told me. He was really busy. Busy being with his true love. Later, when I was on the verge of death, Adrian knelt by my side, filled with regret. "I'm sorry. I failed you, I failed Seraphina..." But I could no longer afford the luxury of forgiveness. "Mommy, I want to see Daddy..." Lying on her hospital bed, Seraphina was just a fragile little bundle, weakly clutching my hand, her voice barely a whisper.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

Claimed by Lies, Freed by Proof

7.9

Juniper’s mate, Riley, a Gamma of the Allen Pack, had forgotten to log out of his Facebook Messenger on her computer. As she glanced at the messages, she saw he was chatting in his family group chat. Esmeralda, his mother and a Healer of the pack, had written: *[Son, are you really planning to give Juniper $30,000 as a dowry tomorrow?]* Riley’s response was swift: *[Absolutely, even if we have to borrow $90,000, we'll give it to her.]* For a moment, Juniper’s heart swelled with warmth. He truly loved her, she thought. But then, her smile froze. Riley’s next message appeared: *[Anyway, once we're engaged, I'll report them to the authorities to get it back. In the end, we'll have a housekeeper for free who's also having my child.]* His father, a Gamma like Riley, replied: *[Are you sure? If they return it, she might not want to marry you. Isn't this risky?]* Riley’s response was chilling: *[If she refuses, I'll use AI to create compromising photos of her, ruin her reputation, and claim she lived with me and had an abortion. She'd have no choice but to marry me then.]* His father praised him: *[That's brilliant, son!

Modern Romance Werewolf

7.2

His Heart, Her Sin

7.2

She loved him. Then she ruined him. Sabrina once chased Cedric like he was her whole world - until one night, she crossed a line that can't be uncrossed. Now his grandmother is dead. And everyone says it was her fault. Years later, she's back. Flawless. Fearless. And asking for another chance. He should hate her. But his heart never got the memo. She wants love. He wants answers. And the truth might destroy them both.

Modern Mystery Romance

9.8

I fled losing my cub to the alpha mistress' drug

9.8

I endure a five-year sham bond with Preston, only to find he's truly bound to Thalia. Discovering his lies, I lose our cub to Thalia's poison and flee, changing my identity. Preston's desperate hunt contrasts with my rebirth in the mountains, where I build a new life helping others. Elijah, a lawyer I saved, stands by me, offering love. When Preston, consumed by regret, falls into a coma, I finally let go. Twenty years on, I thrive with Elijah, while Preston's last dream is a return to our false beginnings-my reality is brighter, free at last.

Modern Romance Werewolf

7.9

Invisible Wife, Undying Love

7.9

For ten years, I was the invisible Mrs. Perry, the woman everyone mocked for clinging to a man who openly despised her. They called me pathetic, a social climber with no self-respect. But they didn't know the truth. My devotion wasn't for Cameron; it was for his brother, Jessie, the man I truly loved, who supposedly died a decade ago. My ten-year pact to protect Cameron for Jessie was almost over. Then, Cassandra Foreman, Cameron's ex and the woman he still loved, made a comeback. She was in an accident, and Cameron was ready to risk his life to save her. I stepped in, donating my rare blood, collapsing from the effort. Cameron never came to my side. Instead, he brought Cassandra home, ordering me to care for her. She tormented me, framing me for her self-inflicted injuries, and Cameron, blind with devotion, punished me. He threw me out in the rain, accused me of trying to kill her, and even tried to drown me. Why did I endure this humiliation? Why did I stay, even when he told me he would never love me, even if I died for him? Because I had a promise to keep. But now, the promise is fulfilled. I' m going to find Jessie.

Modern Romance

9.3

Love Lost to Greed

9.3

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong as I organized our supplies in the rustic lakeside cabin. The wooden floors creaked beneath my feet while I sorted through our weekend provisions, my fingers lingering on the life jackets I'd insisted we bring. Tucker had laughed when I packed them, but living with a permanent leg injury had taught me to be cautious. I absently rubbed my thigh where the old injury ached in the damp air – a souvenir from the last time I'd saved Tucker's life. "Kenna, did you hear what I just said?" Blaire's voice cut through my thoughts, that particular tone she used when she knew I hadn't been listening. She stood by the window, martini in hand, sunlight illuminating her perfect posture. "Sorry, just making sure we have everything," I replied, arranging the last of our food supplies. The cabin was modest by normal standards, though I suspected both Tucker and Blaire considered it 'roughing it.' If only they knew I could have booked us into the Carter family's private island resort instead of this remote spot. Tucker emerged from the bedroom, his phone clutched in his hand like always. "Signal's terrible out here," he complained.

Modern Mystery Romance

Reunion with Ex - Boyfriend Trouble

Chapter 3

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