I Love My Husband Shorts Novels & Stories

When Ellie went to see him with her pregnancy test in hand, she caught her Alpha husband with his ex . "I'll NEVER let that wolfless rogue be the mother of my child. She's just a surrogate!" Tears streamed down her face as she got in an accident and lost all her memories 💔. Her friend says, "You almost gave up everything for that man..." "Who? Me? Why?!" 😳 * His wife seemed different now, but he has no idea why. She urges him, "Let's get a divorce! Now!" 😘 He grits his teeth, "No way!" 😡😡😡

My husband had a heart attack on his way to work and died. All I could see was his body when I rushed to the hospital. I was heartbroken and bedridden. When I was about to die, I saw on the news that he won a lottery ticket worth 300 million dollars. My bestie cashed the prize money with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when my husband faked his death. But I wanted to make his death real this time! “Are you from the funeral home? My husband is dead. We need to plan a cremation for him right away!”

With Valentine’s Day approaching, my husband, Edwin Welles, finally freed up his schedule and agreed to spend the holiday with me. I joked that he must be the busiest man in the world. After all, the acting chairman had no time for the actual chairman. However, as soon as we entered the cinema, his phone rang. With just a single glance at the screen, a trace of panic appeared on his normally composed face. “Honey, a serious problem has come up with the tech project. I have to go back and deal with it.” I watched him walk out through the ticket checkpoint. The surrounding noise of the crowd made my chest feel tight. All of the company’s tech projects utilized my father’s patents. He was the dean of the top research institute and the company’s chairman, yet he had not received any news of a problem. What could Edwin, a research novice, possibly need to go back to handle? I opened the phone tracker app and followed him. I would just have to see for myself what this “serious problem” really was!

My father is one of the notorious and rich men in the world. Because of how much he hated my mother and me, he betrothed me to the president's son rather than have me go to college. He did it for business, to have more connections and money. But, I never want to marry for money. My mother did the same and I'm suffering for it. I chose to run away from home to a far place. I planned to go to college from there. Like fate, the bad boy I fell in love with is my betrothed husband. oh....and I made an enemy that turned out to be the daughter my father loves.

That night, I got off work early and brought home some late-night snacks. When I opened the door, I saw a pair of high heels carelessly tossed in the entryway and Gregory’s blazer thrown over the couch. His heavy breathing and the woman’s moans could be heard through the gap between the door and its frame. I was all too familiar with this sight. This time, I did not storm out like I used to. Instead, I sat quietly at the dining table and finished my cold pizza.

My live-in husband used my family’s influence to climb all the way to the position of Deputy Fire Chief. Throughout our five years of marriage, he has stood me up on every anniversary by using work as his excuse. This year, he finally agreed to celebrate our anniversary with me. But he only did so out of guilt. He had manipulated me into staying abroad to handle matters for him, which made me miss saying goodbye to my sister while she was dying in childbirth. The dinner was just his way of pretending to be sorry. As our dishes were served, my husband saw a news report about a fire at a top-tier postpartum care center downtown. He immediately ditched me and rushed to the scene. The fire station headquarters was just one block over! And he had specifically taken leave that week. I accidentally answered a call on his personal phone, and that was when I realized why he had been away from me most of the time. This man would not even buy me a cheap birthday gift, yet he had spent a packet to book a stay at a postpartum center for his mistress! I had to see for myself what kind of woman would have him so spellbound. I was determined to make him pay back every single item he had gotten from the Grant family, with interest.

Nyx Torelio thought she had left her small Sicilian town behind to chase her dream of becoming a photographer in Milan. But when her mother dies, she’s forced to return home and take over the family restaurant, only to find her stepfather, Gus, isn’t who she expected. Calm, kind, and protective, he stirs feelings in Nyx she can’t ignore but their growing attraction is dangerous and complicated.When a man from her past reappears and deadly secrets about her father and Gus’ hidden life come to light, Nyx is drawn into a world of lies, mafia violence, and betrayal. She must navigate love, trust, and survival while deciding who to believe and who to fight.

WARNING: This Book Contains Explicit Sexual Content and Adult Language Do you crave hot, wild, and unapologetically erotic tales that leave you breathless and begging for more? If yes, then Lustful Desires (Erotic Shorts) is exactly what you’ve been yearning for. Brace yourself for steamy adventures that will make your heart race, your skin tingle, and your deepest desires come alive. This book is a provocative collection of short erotic stories featuring a wide range of fantasies, forbidden pleasures and dark desires, each chapter is hotter than the last.

She fell first, but he fell harder. In love with her husband is a novel about Lois Anderson, who was entangled in an arranged marriage with the man she hated the most. She could not reject the marriage offer because her whole career was at stake. So she took the offer and married her enemy.

Yes Sir: Steamy BL Shorts You shouldn’t want it this bad. You definitely shouldn’t be leakíng just thinking about it. But when the man who controls your apartment / your job / your car keys steps too close and says “On your knees. Now.” your body betrays you before your brain can catch up. These aren’t love stories. They’re short, fílthy lessons in what happens when a younger boy forgets who’s in charge. He pins your wrists above your head. He spreads you with rough fingers first — then with something much thicker. He pucks you until your legs give out, until you’re crying into the sheets/car hood/desk, until you’re so fúll of him that every step afterward reminds you who you belong to tonight. One word unlocks everything: “Yes, Sir.” And once you say it… you don’t get to take it back. Standalone. Addictive. Filthy. You’re going to read one chapter and immediately need the next.