To My Husband's Mistress Novel Novels & Stories

What happens when the man you married isn't the man who truly sees you? Cassie Everly thought she had everything she ever wanted. A powerful husband. A prestigious family name. A future most women could only dream of. The reality is far less perfect. For five years, David Jeffson has put business before marriage, leaving Cassie alone in a mansion that feels more like a prison than a home. Every promise is postponed. Every anniversary forgotten. Every attempt to save their relationship met with another excuse. Then Mark Jeffson comes home. David's twin brother. The black sheep of the family. The man who built his own empire while the Jeffsons handed everything to David. The

During Christmas dinner, my mother-in-law hinted for the umpteenth time that she wanted a grandchild. However, my husband, Zachary Cole, who had insisted on staying child-free in the past decade, only smiled and filled her plate. After dinner, he slipped onto the balcony. "There, there. Daddy will come see you on New Year's Day," he whispered. I stood in the corner of the living room with a glass of water in my hand, feeling cold as the words sank in. I stepped forward and forced a playful tone. "I just heard you say 'Daddy.' Got a secret kid stashed somewhere?" He rubbed his nose, his voice stiff. "You must've misheard. That's… just a friend's kid." My heart sank. I'd been married to hi

On my 30th birthday, my husband, Miles Harrington, was out of town on a business trip. To make it up to me, he had a cake delivered. What arrived at my door was a Superman cake that looked like it belonged at a three-year-old's birthday party. I was about to call him when my phone rang. "Honey, you're not gonna believe this. That bakery messed up my order and sent you the wrong cake." I didn't think much of it. Instead, I posted the story on my social media account as a funny little birthday mishap. Comments started pouring in almost immediately. [Was it really the bakery's mistake, or does your husband have a kid somewhere?] I laughed it off. Miles and I had been together since col

Elise is an unemployed woman from the modern world and she transmigrated to the book "The Lazy Lucky Princess." She hated the book because of its cliché plot and the unexpected dark past of the protagonist-Alicia, an orphan who eventually became the Saint of the Empire. Alicia is a lost noble but because of her kind and intelligent nature the people naturally love and praise her including Elise. When Elise wakes up in the body of the child and realizes that she was reincarnated to the book she lazily read, she struggles on how to survive in the other world and somehow meets the characters and be acquainted with them. She tried to change the flow of the story but the events became more dange

My husband spiked our child's formula with sleeping pills to sneak away for a Christmas date with his assistant. As I frantically rushed my feverish child to the hospital, I unexpectedly spotted my husband carrying his assistant upstairs. "Peyton twisted her ankle, so I'm here to help her get it checked!" Even though our child was in the operating room fighting for her life, he did not so much as glance in her direction. I tightened my grip on the ten-million-dollar winning lottery ticket in my pocket. It was time to end this seven-year marriage.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I found another woman’s lace thong in my bedroom. My husband, Mark Donovan, stood in front of the closet and said coldly, “She’s just a kid, Leslie. Don’t make this ugly.” That “kid” was pregnant with his child. That “kid” had already moved into my home, worn his shirts, slept in my bed, and made him cut down the magnolia tree my dead parents planted for me. Everyone in the Donovan family thought I would scream, cry, and beg. After all, I had loved Mark for nine years. But this time, I only picked up my suitcase. Because they didn’t know one thing. The divorce had already been filed. The Donovan wife’s emerald brooch had already been returned. A

My husband, Kylan Beck, brings his colleague, Daniel Willis, home with him. He claims that Daniel and his wife aren't compatible with each other in bed, which has completely wrecked Daniel's confidence and pride as a man. As a result, he gets kicked out of his house by his wife. One day, Kylan has gone on a business trip to another city. That's when Daniel secretly climbs into my bed with gleaming eyes. "Ashley, can you help me prove to my wife that my capabilities in bed aren't the problem here?"

Zara has spent her life in the shadow of her perfect older sister, Imani until the day Imani marries Adie, the devastatingly handsome and powerful CEO who commands every room he enters. What starts as innocent curiosity explodes into a dangerous obsession the moment Zara steps into Adie’s sleek corporate empire as his newest employee. But then Some men don’t break hearts. They destroy lives. One night changes everything. What begins as a secret affair quickly turns into something deeper, darker, and impossible to escape. As warnings surface.Adie convinces Zara they’re all lies. That his wife, Imani, is unstable. Dangerous. In a story of obsession, betrayal, and psychological manipulation

💋 PURITY: "Purity," he says again, voice strained. "Go to your room." I lean closer, my lips almost brushing his long lashes. "Make me." His eyes darken. For one second, I think he might fall on his knees. Worship this cunt. Instead— "Get dressed," he says, the authority returning to his voice. Well, that's disappointing. But Citali didn't birth a quitter. "No." His brows draw tight. "What?" "No." I prop myself closer, brushing my sensitive little crowns against his face. "Ow-ff-k." "What are you doing!?" he thunders, making no move to pull away from the swell of my breasts. I push back, falling flat on my feet. "Seducing My Husband's Brother." •♥• •♥• •♥• ✍🏾 NARRATOR: Purity D

While I was completely in the dark, my husband secretly donated his sperm. Before long, the two women who had received it showed up at my doorstep. Both were heavily pregnant. And both moved into my house as if they owned the place. It was over a hundred degrees outside, yet they still had the nerve to order me to go out and buy them drinks. I told them to get out. Instead, they pointed their fingers in my face and cursed at me. "Bitch! From now on, we're Ryan's first and second wives. How dare you act so high and mighty?" "Our sons are going to inherit Ryan's business empire. You'd better take good care of us. If you behave, we might even let you stay on as the help." Furious, I called