Call A Hubby Novels & Stories

ML Seeing her after fucking seven years, I was stunned. I can't believe my eyes, she is here infront of me ALIVE. I am not letting her this time. FL After leaving him, I decided to restart my life, finally everything was getting on track again but I met him again after seven years. I can still feel my heart in my throat. _____ Aura a Twenty-six year old girl lives in LA. In some accident she confronts her longtime ex-boyfriend as she tries to run away from her feelings and him, she finds herself spending time with him. Rejecting him again this time, she tries to distance herself away from him but it was not possible when they both have a mutual friend group. But sabestine, this time asked her to be friends and she agreed. Agreeing to be his friend, Aura finds her to be with him everywhere and Aura’s bestfriend getting married. In all the marriage drama, the distance between them falls apart as they find love in each other again. Dealing with past issues as they move towards each other. Will Destiny work in their favour? Or will they go their separate ways again? It's all the questions hanging to the end.

After three years of marriage, we became the couple everyone in the city envied. I truly believed Edmund and I would be happy forever—until my sister, Avery, returned. Everything changed. My husband’s constant favoritism toward her and my son’s growing coldness left me unable to carry on. On Christmas Day, I walked into the courthouse. When the judge asked me one last time if I wanted to fight for my son’s custody, I simply shook my head. “Your Honor, I waive my right to custody, and I agree to the divorce.” Out of our seven years of marriage, two had been spent trapped in endless legal battles. I was utterly exhausted. This time, I chose to let go. I dialed a number and called my old professor, Robert, overseas. “Professor Robert, that research project you mentioned before... I’m in.”

“A callboy, huh? You begged so fucking sweetly when I had you spread out, coming apart on my cock like you’d never been touched before.” -- Scarlett Reed was done being the perfect, cheated-on wife. When her husband demanded an open marriage, she hired a callboy for one wild, no-holds-barred night of payback. He owned her body—hard, deep, filthy—until she left cash and vanished at dawn. Now she's pregnant. And the "callboy" is back: Ryder Voss, ruthless billionaire, smirking in the shadows. He pins her close, hand on her belly, voice dark and dripping heat: "You paid me to fuck you senseless, Scarlett. Now you're carrying my baby... and I want more. Every inch. Every moan. Forever." One night of revenge. One lifetime of obsession. Will she run... or surrender?

Riley Creed thought the worst day of her life was when her fiancé left her at the altar. She was wrong. On the exact night her ex married another woman, Riley tried to drown her pain in alcohol. It led to one huge mistake: a night with Frederick Wellspring, the cold, arrogant heir to a massive family fortune. Weeks later, she found out she was pregnant. Forced into a loveless marriage by Frederick’s family, Riley spent ten years dealing with his cruelty, his open affairs, and his family’s constant insults about her weight. Still, she stayed, enduring the torment, trying to be a good mom and just so her daughter could have a father's love. Instead, he ruined her. Using a fake DNA test, Frederick accused her of cheating and threw Riley and their sick daughter out into the streets during a terrible storm. Desperate to save her dying child, Riley had to beg the last person she ever expected to see again: Ashton Clove, the man who first broke her heart years ago. Now a powerful CEO, Ashton offers to help her rebuild, but his world is full of dark secrets and dangerous lies. But Riley is done being a victim. She fights her way up to become the most powerful boss in the entertainment industry. Suddenly, the men who destroyed her are begging for her love. But a major secret is still waiting in the dark. When Riley finally learns the truth about what happened to her parents, she realizes her marriage was never an accident. It was a trap from the start.

The air in the Parisian haute couture salon smelled like money and fear. I’d waited six months for my wedding dress. Now, it was draped over the shoulders of Sofia Ross—the trending influencer, and my mafia fiancé Vincent Cassio’s god-sister. The salon manager was sweating bullets, his eyes darting between me and the man lounging on the velvet sofa. Vincent Cassio stood up. He adjusted a fold of the diamond-encrusted train on Sofia with a casual flick of his wrist. “Her premiere next week needs a statement piece. She’s borrowing it. Pick something off the rack and stop making a scene.” His tone was flat, final. Under the crystal chandeliers, Sofia admired herself in the full-length mirror, a triumphant smile on her lips. I looked at my reflection in the same mirror, wearing jeans and a soaked trench coat. I looked like a lost tourist. Suddenly, the entire past year of planning felt like a sick joke. I didn’t yell. I just felt cold. Numb. I slipped the five-carat engagement ring off my finger. It hit the glass coffee table with a sharp, final click. “You’re right, Vincent. I don’t need this wedding dress. This wedding… I don’t need it either.”

"Hubby, some people are trampling on m. I want to beat them up." "No problem. How many men should I send?" ... "Hubby, someone stole my work. Sha should I do?" "Should I break their hands or clamp their mouths" ... Assistant: Boss, someone is proposing to your wife. " Hubby: Go and abduct him... No. Get the cars ready *grabs coat* ...

"Hubby, I am hungry."   He looked at her with a gaze full of tenderness and asked, "What do you want to eat?" He asked her.   "You..." she said shyly to him. She said her face was red.   Hubby, I love you so much."   "Hubby, how do I look?"   "Hubby this, Hubby that..." ….. Olivia Fred was happy; her life was going smoothly and happily. She has her best friend with her, as well as the man she is in love with. But her beautiful world suddenly collapsed when she realized everything was a scheme. A scheme between her best friend and The man she loves the most, she had fallen into their trap and schemes; it was too late when she found out. She was burned alive by them, and the man she hated the most and did not even expect was there with her when she was dying.   She vowed that if she was given a second chance, she would avenge her death and show her enemies that she was not to be toyed with. She also vowed to love Alex with all of her heart. Her wish was granted, and she was brought back to six years ago, when she was about to leave Alex. She started clinging to Alex after her rebirth.   This is an original book, not translated.  

On the eve of our engagement party, my fiancée, Alissa Coleman, gets a marriage certificate with her male best friend, Rhys Pritchard, and celebrates it in the bar. Yet, she acts completely unconcerned about what she has done. She says flippantly, "It was just a joke. We'll get divorced tomorrow. Everyone knows Rhys and I are just best friends." Rhys responds with a provocative grin. "Even though the marriage is just for a day, there's still a special bond between us. Are you all just enjoying the show and won't even prepare a wedding gift for us?" Everyone at the table laughs raucously. "Sure. I happen to have a project in the western suburbs. I'll give it to you as a wedding gift. But there are rules at this table. If you want it, you'll have to win it with a game of dice." I say nothing more and simply take a seat at the table. Meeting Alissa's perplexed frown that is directed at me, I flash her a small smile. "Isn't this supposed to be a dice-rolling game for wedding gifts? I'd like to play too," I said.

Waking up the next morning in a hotel with a stranger on top of a broken heart and a brother who needs surgery, Lucia Carlvastan is at her wits end. Realising that she is the woman he had a one night stand with, he dupes her into signing a marriage contract with him. Leon Acosta is known by his friends to be indifferent towards women. But what happened when he suddenly introduces a woman as his wife and spoils her to boot. " Bro, there's a gathering with the other brothers tonight. Are you going?" Leon; " no... My wife wants pastries from the famous bakery in X city. I'll be going there to get it myself. " " ..... " " Hubby, I'm tired today, I don't want to move..." " here, let me massage you. " But after some years... "hubby, my back hurts. Can you massage me? "Honey, be good my princess wants some ice cream." " .....!!" who said this daughter slave was a henpecked hubby!

!R18+ Contains matured content. Viewers Discretion is advised.! "Do you, perhaps, have a wife or a fiance at home?" I inquired. He blinked at me once before he shook his head negatively. "Oh great! This is great." I mumbled and my eyes looked to his navy blue Armani Suit and with a nod, I added, "Your outfit is perfect as well." "Perfect for what?" He asked. "A wedding. We're getting married. Let's get married." "What?" ••• What would you do when, on your wedding day, you find your so-called fiance in his dressing room with his manhood buried deep in between another woman's thigh? Call off the wedding and leave, right? That's when you're free to make your own decisions though. It's not the same for Avery Roosevelt, the hidden heiress of The Roosevelts. This, however, is the sticky situation she finds herself in. Livid with anger, she grabs the first man in front of the hotel reception and proposes marriage to him. But when she finally discovers the man she had proposed marriage to was the CEO of the company her Family has been in rivalry with for ages? And when the secret behind her birth is revealed to the world? Would her husband stand by her or let her go? And when another secret is unveiled to the couple? A secret that depended on their future together. Would they drift apart or would love prevail? "Hubby, I slapped Eleanor Roosevelt for badmouthing you. Did I do wrong?" "Of course not. Let me see your wrist... Does it hurt you?" "Hubby, I cursed at the wife of your business partner for calling me a b*tch." "It's fine. I don't plan on working with them anyway." "Hubby..." •••