Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret Novels & Stories

"What’s the secret?" I grinned, unable to help the happiness bubbling inside me. "My husband," I said simply. Their faces dropped faster than a bad stock market crash. I knew it was because they thought I was still married to Alex. They probably hated him after seeing his scandal and well.... everything else. Before they could recover, I added quickly, "Well... I got divorced. And then I got married again. I’ll introduce you guys to him later." They both stared at me, eyes wide as flying saucers, and chorused the same word at the same time: "What?"

Erin Greer values a good joke more than boundaries. She always says that we have to keep things fun if we want our relationship to last. So she and her childhood friend, Mark Levine, have a standing arrangement. They will orchestrate a surprise every year on our wedding anniversary—with all their friends playing along—just to see if I'll fall for it. Three years ago, she told Mark in front of me that she regretted marrying me. When I turned to leave, she laughed and pulled me back, saying I was too easily teased. Two years ago, she had Mark put divorce papers beside my pillow. After I signed them with a trembling hand, she laughed and said it was just a prank. Last year, she and Mark hel

I am in such a bad situation that you cannot understand it. “Then tell me,” I urged. She took a deep breath while her shoulders dropped. “My husband… He’s with my stepsister. The relationship between my husband and stepsister has been ongoing without my knowledge. The people who were supposed to protect my inheritance from my mother are now attempting to steal it all. Her emotional state reached me with the force of a physical blow to my stomach. I moved toward her until our bodies stood only a few inches apart. I spoke with determination as I told her, "They don't deserve you."

On their fourth anniversary, Katya Volkov waits for a husband who never comes home. Then she discovers the truth: Dimitri Orlov has been living a secret life with his widowed sister-in-law. Heartbroken, Katya signs the divorce papers, only to find Dimitri refusing to let her go. Then Roman Dashkov enters her life, offering the one thing Dimitri never did: a reason to believe in love again. But Dimitri isn't ready to lose his wife. And when jealousy turns into obsession, Katya may discover that walking away from the man she loved is only the beginning of the war.

“I am thinking about the children, I’m thinking about Clara who just found out she has a sister her father’s been hiding, I’m thinking about Nathan who’s going to have to go to school and face questions about his father’s secret family, I’m thinking about Isabella who’s spent thirteen years wondering why her father doesn’t love her enough to claim her.” Alfred stepped toward me. “We can work this out.” “No, we can’t, there’s nothing left to work out, you destroyed this marriage a long time ago and I’m just finally done pretending it still exists.” “If you leave now, if you file for divorce, it destroys everything, my campaign, the kids’ futures, our entire lives.” He said I turned to face hi

Shaira's emotions slowly settled as she processed Stefani's words. Without hesitation, she rushed to join her on the ground, gripping onto her arms tightly. The questions poured out of her one after the other, desperate for the truth. "Are you being honest? Do you truly not love him? Are you considering a divorce?" Stefani's expression turned sorrowful as she nodded slowly. Her voice trembled and tears streamed down her cheeks as she responded, "Y-yes. I'm not lying... I... I will take over the company and learn about it, and then I will d-divorce him."

It made me realize I had a kink for men with an Italian accent. So yeah, I had eloped with him in hopes of finally settling down as the wife of an Italian business boss. But screw that plan. It ended badly. I thought I had to start from scratch, but Derek still wanted me. He chose me even after getting married. He promised to divorce Vanessa and be with me again. I saw hope. It wasn’t so bad settling with him. Just as promised, I was the only woman after he divorced my step-sister. Everything was going alright and I already planned how things were going to be in the future.

Staring at that latest divorce text, all I could think about was the $500K she sent him every year, those two months she ghosted, my missing stuff, and that divorce paper she signed eight years ago. Yeah. Cold chill straight down my spine. She was hiding way too much. I was about to shut off my phone when a call came through—Donna. Background noise was wild, like some drunk party game in a bar. Probably a butt dial. "Donna and Alec, drink from the same glass!" "Kiss!" "Carry her like a princess! Lock them in the dark room—don't come out for an hour! Hope you two finally make your dream come true!"

"You drove her to this! You and your divorce, your drama, your selfishness! Lenora loved Hayes. He loved her like his blood sister even if she was just his stepsister. They were close their whole lives. And then YOU came along and ruined everything!" The words hit me like cold water. Stepsister. They were stepsiblings? I'd never known that. Hayes had never told me. In all that time, she'd just been his sister. But they weren't blood. The obsession. The way Lenora looked at him. The jealousy that drove her to do all this, the jealousy, the kidnap, shoot him when he tried to protect me. It all made a sick kind of sense now. "You've destroyed our family," Hayes's mother continued. Her voice cra

His glossy black hair caught the light of the sun as he tilted his head at me, looking down at me from his six feet three inches of height. “I said, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be with your husband and the other Coles?” I swallowed, fighting the urge to burst into laughter. Or tears. “Former husband,” I corrected. “The divorce concluded today.” He didn't say anything for a long moment. Then his lips began to stretch into a smile. Just when it looked like he was about to laugh… ‘BANG!’ Blood sprayed in the air.