The Husbands Novel Novels & Stories

I noticed something amiss. So, I played along with my husband's story and casually asked, "Really? You were smiling awfully tender just now." Zachary Cole's gaze skittered away, refusing to meet mine. "The kid's got a sweet mouth. He kept calling me 'mister.' It's late. Get some sleep." He turned and walked into the bathroom before I could get a word in edgewise. After 10 years of marriage, I could read him like an open book. That moment of hesitation told me everything I needed to know. He was hiding something.

“Hey, man! If my husband is too coward to rescue me, I myself will defend the rights of us women to be respected! “ “Are you calling me a coward? Want to try me? “ “I’m talking about my husband. How could he not pick me up yet after five months?! And to answer you, you’re not a coward! You’re a pervert! “ He smirked. “Oh. I wonder if you’ll stay like that after you regain your memory. FYI, I'm your husband. “ He was still holding his wounded neck until he turned his back on me. “Call the doctors immediately.” That guy is my husband? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank y

Now that we are married, he is all those things—gentle, perfect, and fiercely possessive—handing me almost everything I desire. I truly believe I've landed the kind of love every woman in our world dreams about. That illusion lasts until the day Matteo gets taken out in an assassination. After that, Lorenzo steps up as the Sabellas' new Don. It isn't long before he says he has family business to handle and disappears overseas for three years. Even on the day I deliver our daughter, Luna Gallo, he can't come home because of some emergency. Then I hear a recording that's blowing up on the family's internal network.

"Exactly. Everyone knows what it is like in this industry. Besides, Ms. Kidman is Mr. Moore's wife. I'm sure she would know better than us, right?" Every one of them fancied themselves to be a chivalrous gentleman with upright morals, when in reality, they were just seasoned veterans in a world of power and profit, experts at reading the wind and shifting their stance. They tried to wash their hands clean in just a few sentences. Yvonne could not be bothered with them. She nudged me with her chin, hinting for me to deal with it on my own. I snickered and looked at Jason. "You hear that? All the VIPs recognized me as your wife. Care to explain this new family member?"

"People have been talking. They’ve been talking about you and your husband. They said you and your husband are not real people. They’re even asking what your husband actually does. Some people say they don’t even know who your husband is, or if you’re actually married to somebody, or if you’re just living alone in that house. Some people even say they knew the family that lived there before, and that your husband was one of them. But what really shocked me... they said there was a woman who actually lived there before you, and that she ran mad—screaming and laughing." I stared at her, then let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. "What do you mean? My husband has never been married!" Grace nodde

“She came back for herself. For her own revenge. It is almost impressive how quickly this family pivoted to Savannah and decided the first wife was a closed file. Dahlia was his wife first. She got the worst version of him. The one who had not learned how to be a husband yet.” “You think I do not know that?” Heat rose under my skin. “You think I did not hate the way he was with her? And you are the last person alive who should be giving speeches about how a man treats his wife. Charlotte looks more miserable than Dahlia ever did on her worst day.” His jaw locked. “Stay on the subject. This is about how convenient it was for all of you to fall in love with the new story and forget the woman w

“This, my son, is all women are good for, spreading their legs and following orders. You should remember that. Change your mistresses often, don’t get attached, and when it’s time to get married, pick someone easy to control. Someone who won’t ask for too much.” Father practiced what he preached. Julia King was quiet, shy, and had no real strength. That didn’t stop her from cheating on her husband. Both my parents were unfaithful and often cheated on each other. I grew up watching the worst kind of marriage, took notes, and was expected to do the same. My little brother must have missed the Women Are Trouble lesson. Henry married for love. Not just that, he chose the most stubborn woman he h

Tell him also that if he is cruel to you I will find a way to a Keep I have never been to and I will be very rude in the courtyard. Write back, Selene. Properly this time. Tell me ONE thing about the man you married that is not a fact. Tell me something he did that you did not expect. I will trade you one Voss pack scandal for it. The kitchen head's husband has been having an affair with the assistant cook, which the kitchen head does not know but the assistant cook's mother absolutely does, and we are all waiting for the explosion. Tell your wolf I said hello, in case she is listening yet.

Charlene said ridiculously. “I bet he remembered something, I can't assure you he remembered all, but maybe little. Even if anything happens between you two, he can't blame you. Moreover both of you are a couple so when something like that happens it's normal, even if both of you ain't in love. And rape? That's really ludicrous. Why would your husband rape you?” “But he seduced me.” She snapped.

The other woman, twenty-nine, had spent the last hour letting her foot rest against the first husband’s calf; her partner, thirty-four, had stopped pretending he wasn’t staring at the first woman’s mouth. The decision arrived without a formal speech. A longer look. A nod. The first husband leaned in and kissed his wife once, slow, then stood and offered his hand to the other woman. She took it. The second husband moved at the same time, settling onto the couch beside the first wife. The initial awkwardness lasted less than a minute. The moment each of them watched their own partner being touched by someone else, the last of the hesitation burned away.