My Ex Wants Me Back Short Dramas

"Stop—Daniel, the f**k are you doing! I came here to learn to swim, not get f**ked!" In the pool, because my kicks were all wrong, Daniel—my husband's cousin—told me to wrap my legs around his waist to "feel the rhythm." Except I was wearing that scarlet bikini Vincent shoved me into—practically nothing. Even worse, Daniel's r**k-hard c**k in those thin trunks was jammed right up against my p**y. Every time he kicked, that thing dragged right over my c**t, like it was about to shove straight inside.

For three years, Persephone hid her identity as Zeus's daughter, staying by Pandaris's side without any complaint. When she realized he only saw her as a placeholder for his 'one true love'—and endured endless humiliation—she publicly severed ties with him and reclaimed her divine throne. Returning to the mortal realm as their Guardian, she faced the same mockery. But when she revealed her true power, Pandaros fell to his knees, drowning in regret that came far too late.

For eighteen months, I was Adam Sterling’s secret lover. By day, I taught his seven-year-old daughter French. By night, I warmed his bed. He gave me a luxury apartment, expensive jewelry—everything but a commitment. I thought I was his woman… until his ex-wife came back. That’s when I understood—I was just a high-end toy. Used in front of her, then thrown away like trash. I fled to Paris, carrying his child. Now he says he loves me, that it’s real this time. But the girl who used to get wet from just one look from him? She's gone.

One of my employees went online and dragged me, claiming I'm making them sacrifice their health for a paycheck and forcing everyone to work over Thanksgiving. Here's what actually happened. My company gives nine days off for Thanksgiving. Volunteer to work overtime, get triple pay, with a $500 daily meal stipend and a $5,000 bonus. No one gets penalized for not working. The whole internet's tearing into me for making employees sell their lives for cash. So I give her exactly what she wants and send out a company-wide notice: To protect employee mental health, the building gets locked and the power gets cut over Thanksgiving. No one is allowed to work for any reason. Anyone who does gets fired. The minute that email goes out, the employees who were counting on overtime to pay their mortgages lose it. Now they're all crowded outside the building, begging me to open the doors.

On our wedding night, my husband wanted to play a game. Trade secrets. The kind that could destroy you if they ever got out. He went first. "I hurt a girl once. At a ski lodge. She shouldn't have been in that room. But she was." He said it like a parking ticket. Then he took a sip of whiskey and moved on. My turn. "I killed someone," I said. "Do you believe me?" He laughed. He thought I was joking. He really shouldn't have kissed me after that.

Natasha, an 18-year-old half-human, half-wolf girl, disguises herself as a boy to go out with her best friend, but is unexpectedly kidnapped and taken to a werewolf island. There, she fatefully encounters Roderick, the brutal king of the wolf clan. While struggling to survive in fear and gradually awakening her wolf bloodline, she becomes entangled in Alexander’s coup plot against Roderick and Cecilia’s jealous persecution. Afterimprisonment,betrayal,and life-and-death trials,Natasha uncovers the secret of her bloodline, becomes Roderick’s destined mate, and ultimately joins forces with him to crush theconspiracy, break the curse, and rule the wolf clan together.

When my roommate Sutton woke up from a wet dream, she was literally glowing. She claimed it was the most mind-blowing romantic experience of her life—the man’s silhouette, his scent, his body heat felt impossibly real. Even crazier? When she checked her phone, there was a strange new number saved in her contacts. It belonged to the man from her dream. While the rest of us shrieked about destiny, our moody roommate Jessamine just stared at the screen and dropped a chilling warning: "Things that come looking for you in dreams should stay buried." We all wrote her off as a jealous freak. That is, until I started noticing Sutton’s face growing more haggard by the day—and the fact that her "perfect boyfriend" refused to speak a single word to her.

Ethan Arturo receives an unexpected guest, Kyle Crisanto, on the day of his father’s burial. He ends up in a bar after his mother confirms that Kyle is his step-brother. When Kyle joins him at the bar, he notices that Ethan is attracted to a certain waitress, Nathalie Andrés. Kyle urges him to talk to her, but when Ethan does so, Nathalie humiliates him. To save his crumbling pride, Ethan strikes a bet with Kyle: he'd get Nathalie in his bed before the week runs out.But things soon take a different turn.In the course of the bet, Ethan and Nathalie fall in love with each other. Well, until she finds out about the bet by an anonymous tip and calls off the relationship.A few weeks goes by and she still can’t let go of her feelings for Ethan. She’s advised by her best friend Kristine Malic, to have some sort of closure so she’d be able to move on. Nathalie heeds her advise and asks for one last night with Ethan...

Yveline McKnight is a hardworking and determined young woman, a trait she's had since her teenage years. However, her life takes a sudden turn when her greedy aunt reveals that she was switched at birth. This revelation strains her relationship with her younger sister, Celine, who begins to treat her coldly, leaving deep emotional scars. Meanwhile, Jaden Harrington is a meticulous right-hand man of Rose Lewis. Known for his unwavering loyalty, he completes every task assigned to him. Jaden is already set to marry Rose’s daughter, Itzel. Even though neither of them has feelings for each other, they have no choice but to proceed for the sake of their secured futures. But everything changed when Itzel got into an accident and required a blood transfusion. It was then discovered that she was not a true Lewis. As a result, the wedding plans were temporarily put on hold, and Rose sent Jaden on a mission to find her real child. During his search, Jaden’s path shifted when he met Yveline and fell in love with her at first sight. He decided to focus on getting to know her rather than fulfilling his mission. However, their love will not come easy, as there are many obstacles—one of which is the truth about Yveline’s connection to the Lewis family.

My serpent mate has locked me in the castle, nine months pregnant. A dozen serpent guards watch me day and night. I can't even leave the room. A month ago, his brother died in a hunting accident. He became the serpent clan leader. Then he brought back his brother's widow, the woman he grew up with. His first love. He said he needed to take care of his brother's widow. He told me we'd all live together in the castle, nice and peaceful. I said no. I'm his mate. I'm a beastman. My pride won't let me accept that. And they grew up together, childhood sweethearts. How could I not think about it? She came to him in tears, heavily pregnant. She said I poisoned her medicine, that I wanted to kill her and the baby. He believed her. He decided I was just some rogue beastman with no background, jealous and vicious, only after his title and money. So he locked me in this freezing castle while he camped outside her delivery room. When labor hit, I screamed for a healer. I swore I never hurt her. I just couldn't live with her under the same roof. I only ever loved him. He just laughed. "You're good at acting. I don't believe a word out of you. Once she delivers safely, I'll deal with you. Don't think you can trick me into coming back." But when a trembling guard reported "Your mate and the child... they didn't make it," he lost it completely.

A single solo trip changed Evan’s life forever, one he never imagined would lead him into the hands of the ruthless mafia boss, Iosif. Forced into his world, Iosif becomes Evan’s worst nightmare, leaving scars Evan can never forget. Just when Evan finally begins living an ordinary life again, Iosif returns, this time as his savior. But salvation comes with a price. Iosif’s love is obsessive, possessive, and dangerous. Will Evan be able to accept Iosif’s twisted devotion… or will it destroy him all over again?

On the eve of her 18th birthday, Isabella, a low-ranking Omega, is plagued by the agonizing and overwhelming arrival of her first heat. On the night of her Awakening, she accidentally stumbles into an exclusive, high-end werewolf BDSM club—and inadvertently captures the attention of three elite Alpha wolves. To her shock, all three dominant Alphas instantly recognize her as their destined fated mate. As a fierce, ruthless rivalry ignites among the powerful trio, they must deploy their ultimate dominance and bedroom prowess to soothe Isabella's insatiable heat cravings. Who will ultimately win her favor and claim her as their true mate? Or will these three unstoppable Alphas be forced to share her love?

At the scene of the car accident, my parents frantically scooped up my sister—who only had a scraped knee—then kicked me aside as I lay there dying. "Don't be a burden to your sister. Just wait by the roadside and croak!" They drove off without a second thought. In that moment, my heart turned to stone. What they didn't know was that I didn't die. Instead, I got adopted by a top-tier professor and became a math prodigy worth tens of millions. Two years later, when my birth parents went bankrupt and got on their knees begging me for a handout, I smiled coldly and played the recording of their attempted murder...

After faking orgasms with her husband for years, 45-year-old Judy is thrown out of the house the moment he discovers the truth. By accident, Judy ends up having a one-night stand with Romeo — her son's hockey team captain and closest friend. Romeo corners Judy against the wall and demands a forbidden relationship with her. She keeps telling him no… but every touch makes it harder and harder for her body to obey her heart.

I put up with my husband's cheating because I needed money for my brother's medical bills. Until I found the heart donor report he'd been hiding in his study for three months. 98% match. He'd signed it "postpone." That night, fireworks filled the London sky, his mistress laughing in the background. Standing over my brother's body, I finally got it—he'd been killing my brother all along. I ripped up his check, sold every piece of jewelry he'd ever given me, and threw the divorce papers in his face. "Murderer"—that's all I said. Three years later, I'm getting a standing ovation at the Golden Hall. He shows up in the snow, eyes red, begging for forgiveness. I just smiled. "Charles, you died three years ago."

The red carpet to Adrian Thorne's side was never paved with flowers. It was a killing floor, meticulously designed. Two years. Nineteen wedding attempts. And every single one ended in blood. The fifth attempt: brake failure on the bridal car. I spent three months in the ER with a shattered left arm. The twelfth: botulism at the menu tasting. I had my stomach pumped and nearly asphyxiated on the table. The eighteenth... that remains my waking nightmare. I fell down a marble staircase polished to a lethal shine, losing the child I never even got to hold. Everyone called me the "Thorne Curse." For a long time, even I believed it—that bad luck was just etched into my bones. Time and again, I crawled out of pools of my own blood. I did it for a decade-old promise of repayment. I did it for the man I had loved for ten years. Then came the nineteenth attempt. A floral arch weighing hundreds of pounds collapsed during our vows, crushing me into the ICU. Ribs snapped, organs bleeding, I fought for three days just to claw my way back to the living. But the moment I woke, through the crack in the door, I heard Adrian’s voice. "Mr. Thorne, that was too close. If Elinor had actually died..." "I didn't have a choice." Adrian’s tone was so cold it felt foreign. "Her father died saving me. I’m shackled by that debt. But I love Serena. She is the only one I want to marry." His voice dropped, lethal and precise. "To clear the path for Serena, I don’t care if I have to stage nineteen accidents or ruin Elinor beyond repair. I will do whatever it takes." Lying there, staring at the map of scars on my body, something inside me finally shattered. I realized my suffering wasn't a twisted joke of fate. It was a love letter to another woman—his devotion to her, carved into my very skin. Since his "debt of honor" kept him from kicking me out, I decided to play the villain and cut the cord myself.

I accidentally stumbled into the wrong hotel room, only to have my most intimate, lustful moment in the bathroom caught on full display by the arrogant star quarterback, Killian. Worse yet, just days later, this devil turned out to be my new stepbrother! Now, not only does he use that night's secret to relentlessly tease me, but he also uncovers my deepest, darkest secret—in the porn novel I've been secretly serializing, the male lead I ruthlessly dominate is none other than him! My mind screams at me to stop, but we keep falling deeper, helplessly plunging into a forbidden abyss of desire

It was the kind of cold that seeped into your bones. In my past life, I was locked in the abandoned freezer beneath St. Jude Preparatory Academy. Outside the door stood my biological brother Spencer, along with Landon—my boyfriend of three years. And between them, wearing Landon's oversized football jacket, was my stepsister Lacey. "Blythe, just admit you bullied me. Post an apology video to the whole school, and Spencer will let you out." Lacey's voice trembled, fake tears glistening at the corners of her eyes. Spencer's voice cut through the metal door like ice: "Blythe, you brought this on yourself. You've been terrorizing Lacey at school, pushed her to the edge. Maybe some time in there will teach you what decency looks like." Landon's voice dripped with disappointment: "Jesus, Blythe. I thought I knew you. This isn't who you are." I pounded on the iron door until my fists were raw, screaming until my voice gave out. I told them the truth—that I never touched Lacey. That she was the one forcing girls to their knees in the bathroom. That she stole my exam. That every shred of "evidence" was manufactured. No one believed me. I froze to death in that sub-zero hellhole. As the cold claimed me, staring at my blue-purple fingers, all I felt was pure, burning hate. Then I opened my eyes again—back to the day it all began.

At my seventh wedding, they replaced me. The Oracle pointed at me and screamed one word: "CURSED." Father's hand cracked across my face. Mother tore the wedding dress off my body and shoved my cousin Seraphine into it. "She'll marry him instead," Father said. "You'll destroy us all." What they didn't know? A thousand years ago, our family made a blood pact with the Shadow Lord himself: if the eldest Ashford daughter remained unmarried on her twenty-sixth birthday, she belonged to HIM. Today was my twenty-sixth birthday. I begged Julian to run. "Please. We have until sunset." He laughed. "The Shadow Lord's a fairy tale, Anna. Seraphine's just going through the motions. You're being dramatic." Then he told my parents everything. They locked me in the tower. But the Shadow High Priest's warning was clear—at sunset, the Shadow Lord would come. And when he did, I'd drink the Potion of Forgetting and lose everything. My memories. My name. My soul. The clock struck five. He was coming. 剧名：My Brother's Friend, My Secret Nightmare 类型：狼人、奇幻、追妻火葬场、一见钟情 简介：Three years ago, my brother left me with his most trusted friend, Kaden. That "trustworthy" Alpha had me pinned beneath him on my third night in the Shadow Pack. Since then, I played his obedient little "sister" by day and spread my legs for him by night. Three years of sneaking around—I was done. My ultimatum: make it official or we're done. Hours ago, with me pressed into the mattress, he swore between thrusts, "Tomorrow. I'll tell everyone tomorrow." Then his first love Chloe came back. He dropped everything and ran to her. I followed. Watched him gently wipe her tears—the same hands that had gripped my throat just hours before. "Kaden, you promised—" "Shut up." He turned on me, voice lethal. "Don't say another word in front of Chloe. There's nothing between us. I'm doing Seth a favor, looking after his bratty sister. Clear?" My hands trembled. Three years. All of it—a fucking joke. I pulled out my phone and texted my brother: "The Silver Moon marriage. I accept."

For ten years, she was mocked by the werewolf pack as a human "mongrel." But overnight, she is chosen as queen by the most ruthless Alpha King of all. Before the entire kingdom, he kills his own father, imprisons her, and seals her fate with a possessive kiss — binding her ankle with a silver chain just to keep her by his side forever. She tells him, "I'd rather die than be your plaything." But he tears open the scars covering his body, revealing a twisted, obsessive devotion: "I've waited for you for fifteen years.” From a humiliated runaway slave to an awakened Wolf Queen, she finally realizes — what he offered was never a cage, but a love written by destiny itself.