Husband Thief Novels & Stories

I fought back the choking feeling and said through gritted teeth, "I'm not a thief! I'm Madeline's husband!" Jacob burst into a tearful laughter. He pulled out his phone and called someone. "Hey, babe." His once fierce voice turned slick and syrupy. "Come to the boutique real quick. A thief just tried stealing the gift you were supposed to give me. And get this—he claims he's your husband and even accused me of being the other man! "He even threatened to make you divorce me and smash up the shop. So arrogant, I know…" After hanging up, he wiped the grin off his stupid face and looked at me with fake pity. "When my wifey gets here, I promise I'll tear you apart right before her."

“Joyce, I’m sorry! I wronged you and Jay! I don’t deserve to live!” He hit his head against the floor repeatedly with dull thuds. I stared at him but felt nothing. “Julien, it’s useless now,” I said coldly. “The law will deal with you both.” They both looked at me in shock. They did not understand what I meant. I did not explain. There was no need to. Then, police sirens grew louder and cut through the noise in the room. Several officers rushed in and surrounded Julien and Mindy. “Julien Lawson, Mindy Stanley, you two are suspected of theft, assault, bigamy, and stealing trade secrets. You’ll need to come with us.”

The workers all wore looks of sympathy as she wiped her tears in front of the camera. I stared coldly at her. Estella was squeezing every last bit of attention she could out of this for the sake of those two million dollars. She wanted the whole internet to see me as the devoted husband who "accidentally fell to his death" trying to scrape enough money to save his wife. That way, the insurance company wouldn't have any reason to doubt anything when they processed the claim. Just then, a faint click sounded from my waist. I instantly froze in place. The buckle from the safety harness had loosened.

Copyright © 2026 Wanda Diehl Husband For Hire Also available by Wanda Diehl: Aria (Aria Series, Book 1) Aria Til Death (Aria Series, Book 2) All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without permission in writing from the publisher, except by reviewers, who may quote brief passages in a review. Some characters and events in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

"I am a husband. A father. A man who loved his wife more than anything in this world. And I lost her and it was not because I did anything wrong but because another man stole her from me." I point to the defense table where Lysander Ashcroft is sitting. He is wearing a dark suit and his gray eyes are fixed on me with an expression I cannot read. Beside him, Celestine is holding his hand. She is pregnant, her belly round and full beneath her loose dress. She is carrying his child. "That man," I say, "took my wife. He manipulated her. He turned her against me. And when I tried to get her back, when I tried to fight for my family, they called me a criminal."

"What?" "You heard me," the thief growled, his voice dropping to a low, predatory growl. "Take it off. Every bit of it. Let’s see if you’re a statue, or if your husband is just a liar."

On my wedding day, my sworn enemy, Kieran Steel, slams his foot on the gas and rams his car straight into my wedding car. If he can't have me, then he'd rather die with me. He ends up gravely injured, while I lose my memory. He limps over to me and pulls me into his arms. His face is alight with joy as he tells me he's the man I love. After tying the knot, Kieran cherishes and keeps me hidden away like his most prized treasure for five whole years until he finally grows tired of me. A young woman named Talulah Clive shows up at our friends' gathering. Both her appearance and personality are identical to the old me. With a cheeky grin, she insists we play "Never Have I Ever". "I've been

After my sister-in-law, Isabella Sinclair, gives birth to my niece, my older brother, Lucas Donovan, runs off with my wealthy girlfriend. Furious, I decide to take advantage of the fact that Lucas and I look alike. I go to Isabella's bedroom and knock on the door, vowing to make her and their child pay under the guise of my brother. Ten years later, Lucas returns. Looking at the happy little girl I had helped raise and the increasingly successful career Isabella has built, he sneers coldly, "I've brought your girlfriend back to you. Now, it's time for you to give me back the family you took from me." By now, that once-rich ex-girlfriend of mine, Chloe Montgomery, has already lost her en

The wife called from inside. "A thief, I reckon. Caught him before he could sneak in." The wife rushed to the door. "Where is he?" "He ran away." The wife huffed. "I always tell you to shut the door tightly." "I did..." "What's that?" The wife interrupted her husband. She was pointing to the paper on the ground. The husband picked it up, and the wife leaned in to read it. |THE KING LIVES. KALLIAS, THE TRUE KING OF THE REALM, WAS NEVER KILLED.|

"Mrs. Blackwheel's husband was coerced to rape a virgin who was the sister of Oskar." "Lies!" Mrs. Blackwheel screamed. "My husband was a decent man even in death. He was a good man. A moral man!" "Sir," Mr. Strange said, facing the Judge. "Inside my pocket are evidences proving that her husband was a murderer and a rapist. He wasn't only a murderer and a rapist but an influential man in the brotherhood who gave orders and took orders. It seems quite unbelievable for me to say this, sir." "You know the punishment, Mr. Strange," the judge looked at him sternly.