My 3 Husbands Novels & Stories

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry, Val. I shouldn't have said that. ” “No, it’s… that’s fine.” I say, “We had no choice. Dad would have been dead if it wasn’t for the money Conor gave me.” Conor and I got married three years ago. I was twenty-three, and he was twenty-eight at the time. My mother had passed away the year before and my father had a business. But soon after Mom passed away, he got sick and we lost everything. My sister - four years younger than me - had just finished school. All responsibilities fell upon me. I wasn’t going to make it by myself, no matter what I did or how much I worked.

"I discovered that on the day you got hit, Vera and Dalton went out of the school but they had a really strong alibi who said they were at his restaurant grabbing ice cream and even provided a video recording of that day but other than that, I have a new intern, he's charming with the most brilliant smile I had ever in my life seen..." "Whoa, slow down, old boy," Levon stopped the man from wandering, he could already tell he was close to daydreaming that very moment. "What?" JC laughed. "Why ruin my moment?" "I haven't heard you mention anything about a lover." Levon met his eyes with a questioning look. "I've been married three times--" "What?" "I know, I gave up after the last one walked o

Camilla smiled that I thought was as fake as her husband. “Why not. Evenings with you are always fascinating.” Hayden’s gaze was still lingering when his lips curled in a smirk. “Speaking of fascination…” his orbs landed besides me and my body tensed. “Wouldn’t you introduce your wife, Theodore?” Instead of Hazel, my mother answered after beats of hesitation. “She’s Hazel, and Hazel, he’s Hayden, your husbands cousin and she’s Camilla, his wife.” She graced them with a tentative smile. Something dark and volatile emitted through me.

"I don't think we can blame him for being sore. I can't drive and you won't so he got the job by default. That isn't very fair, now is it?" "Gee, Mom, life isn't fair? What do you mean? I won't get everything I want just because I want it? What if I really, really want it?" I punched him in the shoulder, laughing, "You jerk. Stop it. No wonder you have three ex-wives." "You have three ex-wives?" Nate asked, surprised enough to look away from the road to catch a glimpse of Art's face before resuming his grim death stare down the highway. "I do not have three ex-wives," Art said, rolling his eyes at me in the mirror, "I have three former female bedmates who gave me children. I didn't marry any

"You don't remember the three of us?" She stared around at the three of them, looking for any features she recognized, but there were none. Zion was the largest of the three, and the most fearsome looking with his tattoos and muscled body, but the other two were not small either. The quiet one only looked at her with indifference, though he had a handsome face, she thought as she stared at him. Gunther gave her a weak smile, but she could tell his heart was not in it. Clearly, he wore his heart on his sleeve, making her wonder if he was as annoying as he seemed. When she averted her gaze to the sparks of the fire, she went over what she knew. These three knew her, and she was very important

The twins nod happily as they line up to somehow pull my three husbands into the pool. I smile as I walk to the kitchen and start preparing lunch for all my men, which now includes the twins. I am lucky to have five men who would do anything for me, three husbands who I know would go to hell and back to protect me and I know that Alec and Alex would do the same when they grow up, and not just for me, they will do it for katerina too, because my husbands have started to talk to them a little about the world around us, they are not stupid, even though my wolves have made somewhat subtle comments towards the twins.

And this time, I meant every single word. In these two and a half years, I’ve made it my mission to keep those promises. I’ve learned that marriage isn’t just about love; it’s about effort, patience, and understanding. It’s about showing up every single day, not just in grand gestures, but in the small, quiet ways that matter most.

He hesitated for a moment before adding somewhat awkwardly, "Eanes came by several times an hour ago. He said he was your husband and that he wanted to take care of you. "But I knew he was the one who pulled you in front of the knife, so I didn't let him in." For three years, Eanes had gone to great lengths to keep our marriage a secret. Aside from his close circle of so-called friends, no one knew about us. But today, he admitted our relationship in front of Leon. If this had happened in the past, I would have been ecstatic to know that Eanes was worried about me. But now, all I felt was a creeping coldness down my spine.

“What’s your point?” “My point,” I said, trying not to laugh, “is that maybe you’re not exactly in a position to give relationship advice.” She huffed, her lips pursing like she’d bitten into a lemon. “Those were entirely different circumstances.” “Were they?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Because if I remember correctly, your second husband ran off with your yoga instructor.” “That was an isolated incident,” she said, straightening her shoulders. “And your third husband?” I pressed. “Didn’t he forget he was married to you while dating his other wife?”