Romee: At a party to celebrate Erik finally becoming the Prez of the Devil's Snipers is where I found my boyfriend, the party boy, fucking a club whore. Making sure my shiny, steely spine was straight, I walked out after destroying his confidence and ego. I don't need him. Bodhi: I'd seen her for weeks as I was the unfortunate fuck who had to babysit these assholes and keep them clean. But it led me to her. The most gorgeous woman I'd ever fucking seen. And when she destroyed any self-respect that insignificant little bitch boy had left, I knew I was gone for her. She's mine. Follow along with Bodhi and Romee as they navigate love and what it looks like after heartbreak.

I watched as my boyfriend saved another woman when a rival club shot up the clubhouse. He never even checked on me as he took her to the hospital -- and I almost died. So I disappeared for a year, and when I came back, he was waiting for me. He wanted to win me back. But the way he'd betrayed me...there was no way to come back from that. He was convinced he could change my mind. Or die trying.

Alex had been my friend with benefits, and like a stupid cliche, I had to go and fall in love with him. I thought...I really thought...he was falling in love with me, too. Getting ready for a serious relationship. And he was. Just...not with me. He told me he wanted to find a girl just like me...

Ben and Lisa had been dating for five years, married for two. Everyone saw them as the perfect couple, the couple that were meant to be. However, after an affair, a few broken hearts and a divorce, the two had to adapt to living seperate lives without each other. A tragic event occurs causing them to reunite once again, whether they liked it or not. Will this make them reconcile? Will the feelings they once shared for each other resurface? Find out in Winning Her Back. Note: Foul language and slight sexual content ahead ! Cover credit: asxh_

A country music star on the rise. A real girlfriend who's too shy for the limelight. A fake girlfriend who craves the limelight...and the man. What could go wrong? Apparently...a lot.

I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

#10 in bf #11 in gf #21 in miscarriage #47 in chicklit #50 in chances #502 in romance She was sitting on the foot of bed, clamping the sheets in her hand. He entered in room with his briefcase from work. He looked at her in confusion but try to remove his neck tie from neck & sliding his briefcase on table. She asked him in frustration "Who is she?" He gets confused by her sudden outburst "Who?" He asks not knowing It makes her more furious from his pretending behaviour. She yells at him "Who is she. Girl you were having coffee with at 'make my day' coffee house" His confusion turns to guilt. How does she knows & how much she knows "She is......" Breathing out he finally spill it, looking in her big eyes who were holding anger & discontent written all over her face "She is my girlfriend. We are deciding to settle down together in a marriage after all this is over in a year" She cant breathe, she looking at ground thinking she will faint any moment. Slowly her steps moved back until she reach the wall to hold as support. How could she take this all. If he has girlfriend, what relationship she is hold in his life, what is she to him?, is she even important in his life. Her thoughts were interrupted by him saying "Sam....." ############## Meet samantha sparks-young, sexy, strong, talented, hot, confident girl. Who can sacrifice anything for her loved ones Meet william stone-handsome, charming, a hottie, caring guy. Who will take what belongs to him See what happens when complications comes in between love & relationships

My husband, Mark, is a good man; he's a strong man. When I needed him to step up with our kids as I finished dental school, he became our little family's rock without ever complaining or being bitter. He owned late-night feedings and diaper changes like a champ while I slept so I could be prepared for my classes in the morning. Now, it's my turn to return the favor. He's working hard on a high-profile case that could change the trajectory of his career if he wins this case. In marriage, sometimes a little sacrifice is needed, which is why on our tenth wedding anniversary, like the past six months, I'm celebrating alone, a sacrifice I'm more than willing to give to the man who's so proudly stood by my side all these years. That is until this betrayal . . . . . . well, let's just say it was never a sacrifice I was willing to make. For Readers: *This story is a novella. My goal is to keep it UNDER fifteen chapters with each chapter no more than 2K words. *Constructive critiques are welcomed. * I do try my best to proofread, but mistakes will slip through. Feel free to point them out!

There are different times when you'll hear the words "I love you." From your mom when you were a baby, from your grandparents before they passed, from your friend when you guys laugh until your stomach hurts. But the one that hurts the most is when you hear it from your husband after he just created infidelity within your marriage.

As the text message notification pinged on her phone, Maria's heart sank. She knew who it was from and what it meant. Her husband's infidelity had been an open secret for months, but seeing the evidence in black and white was a new level of pain. Maria felt like she was drowning in a sea of betrayal and heartbreak, and the idea of ever trusting again seemed impossible. She knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult, but one thing was clear - the wounds of infidelity cut deep, and time alone would not heal them.