Troubled EXES - NEVER-A-GOOD_AUTHOR - Wattpad

Story cover for Troubled EXES by NEVER_goodAUTHOR

Troubled EXES

NEVER_goodAUTHOR

LECTURES 146
Votes 13
Chapitres 11
Durée 2h 0m

LECTURES 146
Votes 13
Chapitres 11
Durée 2h 0m

NEVER_goodAUTHOR

benefits ex lightstory love romance sweetheart younglove

He dumped you. That officially puts him in the Ex Files. And exes? Well, they belong in the past-right next to bad haircuts and embarrassing childhood photos. But for Jai Lairhen Fallel, moving on isn't as easy as blocking his number and binge-watching rom-coms.  

Why? Because her ex keeps popping up everywhere. Even fate seems to be in on the joke, throwing them together like some twisted romantic comedy with zero consent.  

Now, Jai has two choices: ignore the universe's obvious meddling or confront the walking, talking reminder of her past. Either way, it looks like moving on just got a lot more complicated-and a lot more awkward. 

And there... The TROUBLED EXES(CC) Attribution - Pas d’Utilisation Commerciale - Pas de Modification

benefits ex lightstory love romance sweetheart younglove

Table des matières

11 chapitres

Inscrivez-vous pour ajouter Troubled EXES à votre bibliothèque et recevoir les mises à jour

ou

Directives de Contenu

Vous aimerez aussi

I'll always remember us | ✔️, écrit par author_jxsmine

growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterest

Loving Aaron., écrit par Maxahaha

🫧🌸 -----------------♡---------SNEAKYPEAK------♡------------- -I felt anxious as it seemed to get tense in the alley. I unzipped the body bag and couldn't believe what I saw. I got up and ran to a corner. I felt uneasy and ready to puke my guts out. I sobbed and felt my body shake. I couldn't believe it. It just couldn't be! "What..." I managed to whisper. "Sir? Are you ok? " Detective Beck asks. I couldn't manage to answer her. Millions of thoughts flooded my head. Memories after memories. The fights. "I need you to confirm her Identity, Aaron." She helped me walk to the body after a few minutes and shined a light on it. I didn't want to believe that it was her. But as the light shined on her face, I knew I was right. "Is it really her...?" My lips twitched as I sounded the most painful words I have ever had to say. -------------------♡------------♡----------- -⚡⚡---------------------♡----------------------♡-----------------♡-----------. Will Aaron ever find his soul mate, or will he stick to denying his feelings? Will he ever be loved, Or is it dangerous loving Aaron...? Enjoy the deep romance seasoned with a bit of thriller as you embark on Aaron's journey in discovering the true colors of those he holds dear. -----☆--------------‼️ ‼️---------------------- *MATURE AND IN ONE PERSPCTIVE* Every important character will not be a minor. Story will contain mature themes like: Drugs, Murder, mention/description of corpses, blood, crimes, sexual acts, suicide and others along the line. If it bothers you please click away. It is not intended to offend anyone in any way, shape, or form. This story intended to be something I write when bored but I've decided to share it with people interested. Thank you so much for 800+ views, and supporting this story through its completion -- Cover change 01/03/26 -- -ur (new) fav mysterious author 🩷 ♡♡ -----------------♡----------------------♡-----------------♡------------

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 |𝟏𝟖+, écrit par bazookah

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

Back To You , écrit par xxlewixx

Madison thought she had closed the door on Tayler forever. Two years ago, she walked away, leaving behind the only boy who ever truly knew her-the one who made her feel safe, seen... and ultimately, shattered. She swore she'd never look back. But now, fate has other plans. Thrown back into each other's lives, Madison tells herself she's over him. That what they had is nothing more than a distant memory. But Tayler? He makes forgetting impossible. He's still the same cocky, flirtatious guy who knows exactly how to push her buttons-and pull her back in. Every lingering glance, every teasing remark feels like a dangerous game, and she's not sure she knows the rules anymore. But between them stands more than just unfinished business. New love, tangled emotions, and the unshakable weight of what once was. Madison knows she should keep her distance, but when it comes to Tayler, that's always been easier said than done. "You still look at me the same way," she muttered, hating the way her voice wavered. Tayler smirked, stepping closer, his voice low and daring. "And you still get flustered when I do." She should leave. She should mean it this time. But what if their story was never meant to end-just to begin again?

My Leisure ✨, écrit par mg777kp

An Arrange Marriage story About a girl who wants to live for Herself, who does not wants to compromise or sacrifice her happiness for anyone. her : "लोगो का दिल रखते रखते अपना दिल कब खो दिया पता ही न चला" ("While keeping others happy, I lost my own happiness without even realizing.") ______________________________________________________ PROLOGUE: him :" hume toh lagta hai ki pehli hi nazar me dill de bethe hai aapko" { I think I have lost my heart to you } her : "galat insaan ko dill de rahe hai aap !" { No, you shouldn't } him: "ji ?" { why } her : "hume apne hi dill ka pata nahi, bhala hum aapka dill kese sambhal paenge ?" { I am unaware of what my heart wants and where it lies, I am myself lost } him: "jald aapke lapata dill ka pata yaha hoga" ( pointing his finger towards his chest ) { soon your heart would be found and it would lie here } her eyes on the verge to pop out and her cheeks painted red him: "aur rahi baat mere dill ki, toh mujhe yakeen hai vo aapke siva kisi aur ka nahi ho sakta " { and as far as my heart is concerned, it belongs to you and only you } ______________________________________________________ Don't worry if you BF is not paying for your cosmetics coz this story is surely going to make you blush 😉 Warning- mildly mature content If you like the story please vote/comment, it will motivate us to provide you with more and more creative/romantic stories. ___________________________________________ Author: mg Co author: kp

Tumor Love, écrit par DeniedDesire

Sometimes life don't go the way we planned. Sometimes we end up feeling so low, and alone. Like we're in a dark hole with no one around us, but then suddenly there's a light at the end of the tunnel. And I guess what I'm trying to say is.. You're my light, the one who helped me through the worst time in my life - And for that, I am thankful. I'm thankful that I met you, but I also hate you. I hate what you did to me, because you made me fall in love.. And then my world fell apart once again. [WARNING!! Contains mature themes, and language

The Forced Bride, écrit par Akankhya_sahu

Rated No.1 #matureaudience #separation #maturelanguage #contractmarriage #loveforever #funnyromance#chicklit || 𝑯𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 ♡ || They say men always fuck up the things more, he's one of the best examples of those men. He's a mess and he won't even think twice before involving someone else in his mess. His world is dark, so dark that you'll lose all path even if you try to escape it countless times. The loneliness he carried within himself, he believes, can only be pushed away by drowning himself in the thirst of lust which is always flaring inside him to quench. But if only he knew by pushing it, he can't get rid of that loneliness. The ruthless billionaire does not know how to feel. Well he doesn't care about that all he does was fuck and throw without giving a shit about other's emotions. Meet him '𝑨𝒏𝒗𝒂𝒚 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕' the male protagonist of this story. He believed he could bend any girl on her knees for a night to satisfy his lust and get his pleasure until his ways collided with her. She wasn't any different and that's what made him hate her more. For a fact now she's his so called "𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝑾𝒊𝒇𝒆" he knew she wasn't any naive dove she knows how to pull her cards and defeat him in a worst way possible. 𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙝é 𝙁𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙉𝙖𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚. ° 𝐍𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 b/w the leads ° 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 T.W. ° Not a book for virgin obsessed male lead/female lead.

The Playboy CEO (SAMPLE), écrit par SugaryWinter

(The full version of this book is available on Webnovel!) "Do you see this?" I held up a card between my fingers. Jason looked at the card, then back at me, confusion clear as day in his eyes. "What is this?" "A wild card, obviously," he shrugged, looking like he was about to tell me to get to the point. All in due time. "Obviously," my smile probably looked sarcastic, like I was making fun of him. Jason had no business being fussy with the position he was in. "Take a look at your surroundings, my love. The situation you find yourself in is less than ideal, and I'm the only one who can save you," I was done being the hurt one. The one who was always left behind. "Now tell me again. What is this?" "A wild card." "This is what I am to you right now," I put the card down on the table and slid it towards him. "And whether it wins or loses the game for you is your move." ~°~°~°~°~°~ An accidental marriage. A drunken mistake, or a premeditated plan for revenge? Amaria doesn't know what to make of her new situation, and due to unforeseen circumstances, she is trapped. Forced to accept her fate until the time is right, a typically reserved executive finds herself at a crossroad between following logic, and giving in to her bleeding heart. The man she calls her husband does not make it easy for her either, but however she decides to look at it, she reaches the same conclusion. You can't change a player. As for him? Well, it's up to him to decide what he'll do with this new mess he's stuck in.

عەشقی منداڵیم «My childhood love», écrit par niloo_11222

من بۆ لـــەیلا سووتام ئەویش بۆ مــوڕاد چـــیرۆکێکی کوردییە ﮼مافی‌ته‌واوی‌بۆخۆم‌ده‌گه‌رێته‌وه.!

Unwanted Flatmate, écrit par adelwang

Looking for a respectful, social and kind flatmate who is responsible about rent and bills, we also can carpool sometimes to the office (we're going to split everything 50/50). Contact me, Alyssa Wheeler. Product Design Manager. (8th Floor) Do I need to put "female only"? Nah.. I just declined all male candidates. Easy peasy!! *** Dear Ms. Wheeler, Why you haven't accept my proposal to be your flatmate? For sure no one in the office wants to be your flatmate (once again, it wasn't me who took your notes). I'm waiting for your formal acceptance , or else I'm just accepting myself and move in. May I remind you that I'm the best candidate you have? And it's not safe for a woman to live alone. So don't be a stubborn and ACCEPT it that I'm the only one who wants to be your flatmate. Your humble flatmate candidate / your bossman, Dave Walker. CEO of Walker Production. First chapter published on January 31st, 2021

Vous aimerez aussi

Slide 1 of 10

I'll always remember us | ✔️ cover

Loving Aaron. cover

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 |𝟏𝟖+ cover

Back To You cover

My Leisure ✨ cover

Tumor Love cover

The Forced Bride cover

The Playboy CEO (SAMPLE) cover

عەشقی منداڵیم «My childhood love» cover

Unwanted Flatmate cover

I'll always remember us | ✔️

growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterest