My Future Husband Artinya Novels & Stories

Over Labor Day weekend, my workaholic husband finally agreed to take our two kids on a beach vacation. I was out on the water with my son, Blake Warren, when the ocean surface suddenly exploded with 99 towering columns of water. Blake nearly tumbled into the sea from the shock, screaming as he clung to me desperately. From a yacht not far away came the cheers of my husband, Zachary Warren, and his secretary, Celeste Quinn. I gripped my phone tightly and called him. "Zachary, have you lost your mind? Stop this right now! Blake is here too!" Yet, he only sneered. "You wouldn't let Celeste come on this trip, and she's been upset for days because of it. She got her feelings hurt, so I have to make it up to her somehow. Besides, it'd be better if that bastard son of yours just died anyway. Then, he ordered someone beside him, "Fire 50 more torpedoes. Teach her a lesson she won't forget." Before he had even finished speaking, wave after wave of water columns erupted around my boat. As Blake was about to fall into the water, I screamed with every ounce of strength I had left. "Zachary! Stop this now! This is your own son, Blake!"

Larissa thought marriage meant loyalty. Until her husband proved her wrong over and over again. When she caught Zephan cheating once more, he didn't apologize. Instead, he gave her a choice: accept an open marriage… or stay out of his business. So Larissa made one of her own. One night of no rules or guilt. Harl was supposed to be nothing more than a distraction—intoxicating, unforgettable, and temporary. But what starts as revenge quickly spirals into something far more complicated. Because Harl is more than just a one-night mistake. He’s not someone Larissa can hide from… and definitely not someone she can forget.

After a month-long business trip, I finished my work early and drove home through the night. I was eager to surprise my husband and son. However, I heard suggestive noises drifting from the master bedroom the moment I stepped inside my home. I was fuming. I stormed toward the door and was ready to catch them in the act. However, when I threw the door open, all I saw were two mini pigs on the bed. Their lower bodies were inextricably locked together. I moved closer to inspect this absurdity, but my son stopped me. “Mom, don’t go near them. I brought those pigs back. They’re covered in parasites.” I sighed in relief. I was about to laugh at my own paranoia when a glowing text suddenly flickered across my vision like a livestream comment. [That was close! Lily almost caught them. Luckily, David was smart enough to turn Sarah and himself into mini pigs!] [Toby is such a good boy. Lily won’t suspect a thing with him covering for them.] [Once David gets his hands on Lily’s million-dollar inheritance, he’ll divorce her and marry Sarah! Toby will love his new mom!] That was how I realized the pigs were my husband and his mistress. My own son was fully aware of the truth. Yet he was helping them lie to me. My anger turned into a laugh as I watched the two pigs continue their grotesque display. I pulled out my phone and called the hotel. “I have two mini pigs here. I want them spit-roasted!”

After five years of loving and caring for him, Lily receives Divorce papers from her husband. He divorced her for his first Love, treated her like trash, and even forced her to donate her blood for his mistress just because her family is poor! But having endured it all, Lily fakes her death and returns five years later as a billionaire and the wife of the richest Man in the country, Archie Blackwood. Now her mission is to make her Ex-husband suffer and regret everything he did to her in the past! NOTE: Chapters are updated every day, and each chapter ends on a cliffhanger.

Sometimes, God makes you find out about your husband’s dirty secrets, just so you can divorce him and move on with a better person. Perhaps, his uncle. Robert and I have been married for over two years and he’s never touched me due to being diagnosed with erectile dysfunction, a truth I never discovered until our honeymoon and I learnt to live with that, blinded by love for the man who made my heart flutter. Well, that changes when I walk in on him slamming deep into his secretary who’s on all fours in our room. Feeling betrayed, I divorced him and lost everything I worked hard for, to his deceitful hand. Then I met him. Anderson Waters, the man who’d help me get revenge on his rebellious nephew in exchange for one thing: “Of course, Robert’s a fuckwad. Everyone wants to repay him in his own coin.” Anderson chuckled lightly. “I can you do that for you if you sign this paper. Three years as my wife with respected boundaries, give it a thought till sundown. I’ll be back for an answer.”

As the end of the year approached, I begged my father, the king, for three days and three nights before he finally agreed to let me travel to the frontier and reunite with my husband. But the moment I approached the military camp, the guards stopped me. When they found out I'd come to see Liam Foster, they burst out laughing. "Another girl who came all this way because she's got a crush on General Foster! You'd better turn back. General Foster is famously devoted to his wife. Aside from her, he wouldn't give any other woman a second look." I smiled faintly and was about to pull out my royal pendant to prove that I was the very "Mrs. Foster" they were talking about, when one of the guards pointed toward a woman not far away. "See her over there? That's our general's wife. Their love story has already spread all across the camp." I froze. By the time I came back to my senses, the woman had already walked over. She was wearing bright, elegant clothes—completely out of place in a military camp. With a gentle smile, she asked, "Miss, what business do you have with my husband? He had urgent matters to attend to and left earlier. It may be a while before he returns."

Her name is Jennifer, a single industrious lady. After discovering she has coronal artery disease and have only but 3months to live. She called her parents to spend her last days with them before she die. They gave her one condition. That they will come if she's married/getting married. She lied and said she's married and they agreed to come. To fix everything in order, she need someone who she will employe as a contract, that will pretend and act like her husband throughout her parents stay. She met Mike, a commercial bus driver and offered to pay $500k for one month who declined the offer but later showed up on the very day her parents arrived, and in process, he became the best thing that ever happened to her.

I thought I had it all: a loving husband, a successful career, and a family to call my own. But it was all a lie. Behind the façade of our perfect marriage, my husband was hiding a dark secret. He had two children with another woman - my own niece, whom I had raised as my own. But that was only the beginning. When I finally became pregnant after ten years, my husband's true colors shone through. Despite the doctor's warnings, he refused to sign the papers for a C-section, insisting that I give birth naturally. His stubbornness cost me my life, and that of our unborn child. Or so I thought. But fate has a way of twisting and turning. The next day, I woke up. And with that, a new chapter began. A chapter of revenge, of betrayal, and of redemption. But will I be able to reclaim what's rightfully mine, or will the secrets of my future destroy me?"

She left again. She left me again. It hurts so much. It feels like I’m slowly being killed. What else am I lacking? I changed myself for her. I loved her so much. I gave her everything—even my soul. Was that still not enough? Why did she still choose that man? I really thought we were okay. I thought she was happy with me. I thought she really loved me. But it was all just wishful thinking. This hurts even more than when she left me before.

My husband, Trent Bradford, is a paranoid supermale who has only had eyes for me just because I saved his life during an accident. Using his status and money, he had my former fiancé sent abroad before forcing me into marrying him. After that, he forbade me from having any sort of contact with other men, even going so far as to make me wear a bracelet with a tracker embedded inside. Even so, he would shower me with nothing but love and would not tolerate anyone hurling insults at me. For example, he cut off ties with his elder sister, Lucy Bradford, and sent her away to a slum because she said I reeked of poverty. On one occasion, he even attacked Tess O'Neil, his childhood friend, and poured wine all over the latter for her purposely spilling some on me prior. Still, I couldn't bring myself to love him despite all he's done. In the end, he decided to undergo a reverse vasectomy so that he could make me stay. However, Lucy barged into our villa with a bunch of people on my first trimester. She wanted to make me lose my baby and said I was a disgrace to the family. Fortunately, Trent showed up when I was most vulnerable. Holding the evidence that Tess gave her, Lucy said, "Step aside, Trent! That baby inside of her isn't yours, but another guy she's been having an affair with! I have taken care of her for you!"