His Bed Warmer Wife Novels & Stories

Framed for murder by the man who vowed to protect her, Mikaela lost everything, including her memories. Now, he returns, claiming her as his wife once again, knowing she’s forgotten his betrayal. And as she falls for him, she has no idea she's in love with the wrong man…. again.

My marriage to Dante Moretti, the heir to the Moretti family, was arranged when we were kids. But after my father died, he publicly refused to marry me. Three times. Each time, he used his dead mother as an excuse, and I couldn't argue. The third time, I walked in on him with some starlet on the anniversary of his mother’s death, and I overheard him sneer: “A boring woman like Isabella? Who the hell would want her?” “So desperate to marry me. It’s pathetic.” I looked down at my white wedding dress, turned on my heel, and knocked on his father's door. Later, on the day I moved into the Moretti estate, I ran into Dante. He thought I was there to force his hand and ran his mouth. But he had no

Angelo "Ang" Rodriguez is a broken man. After losing the woman she loved, she suddenly changed, making the once-positive guy into a gloomy one, and it didn't help him when his younger brother Anthony got into a coma. He could take everything that life throws at him except for one. The fact that his younger brother married Miranda Sandoval, a gold digger who had already gotten married three times before his younger brother, and he cannot allow Miranda to stay married to his brother after knowing that one of those husbands died and after being a widow, Miranda inherited her ex-husband's wealth, but what Ang didn't expect is for him to fall for the woman who he considers a gold digger and a sin

Rosalia Marina was eighteen when her father sold her to clear his debts. By twenty, she was no longer just another girl trapped in a trafficking house, she was chosen. Auctioned into a marriage she never consented to, Rosalia becomes the wife of a powerful mafia patriarch who believes ownership is the same as salvation. In his home, she learns how to survive by silence, patience, and control, even as her body is treated like a debt that must be repaid. A year later, everything changes when his son returns to claim his place as heir. Cold, judgmental, and determined not to become his father, he sees Rosalia as a woman who traded herself for power. What begins as contempt slowly fractures i

All the paparazzi in Glorisia knows that Wanda Foster would rather sleep with an escort from a nightclub than with me, her legally-wedded husband. The daily question they ask is, "When will Mr. Gulliver give his precious first time away?" When faced with the paparazzi's cameras, Wanda turns to look at me arrogantly. "We can just lead different romantic lives on our own. If you don't like how I act, feel free to sleep with someone else too." After that, Wanda turns to leave. That night, the spicy photos of her and her latest beau go viral on the news once again. Just when everyone thinks I will spend yet another sleepless night agonizing over the news, I contact some paparazzi and place

Standing beside the window I peeped out of it and look at both of them standing at the corner and having fun chatting. As usual, there's a broad smile on his face while being with her. It never used to bother me. However, today it's burning my heart. I want him to smile at me with the affection he has right now for her. I was never like this before but while being with him and knowing him. I didn't realise when the situation slipped out from my fist through the gap of my fingers. My heart doesn't belong to me, it chants only his name, Theodore! I love you, Theodore! Only if the situation was something different then probably I could've confessed my heart's true feelings to him.

Betrayed. Abandoned. Left to die. Lilac had given everything to Alpha King Kael—her love, her loyalty, her very soul—only to be cast aside when his fated mate arrived. The fragile Omega not only stole Kael’s heart but destroyed everything Lilac had built, leaving her broken and watching her family perish. As Lilac took her final breath, the last thing she saw was Kael holding the woman who had ruined her. But death was not the end. When Lilac’s eyes opened, she was back, six years in the past, standing in the ceremony where she was first chosen as Kael’s mate. The goddess had granted her a second chance. But this time, she would not be the same naive woman who loved blindly. This t

I used to work as a model, but not the typical kind. In our profession, everyone had a benefactor, someone who supported them financially. I dedicated myself to my benefactor for a year and a half, tending to his needs diligently. Despite my dedication, I was eventually abandoned. Just when I gathered my courage and decided to start afresh, he showed up again, "Do you want to date me? Officially."

One impulsive kiss. One dangerous man. When Ethel catches her boyfriend cheating with her stepsister, she does the unthinkable; She kisses her billionaire boss to make her ex jealous. But Keanu Martell isn't a man who gets used without consequences. Now he's demanding payment: she'll have to pretend to be his fiancée. Meet his family and play the part. Simple right? Except Keanu is possessive, relentless, and determined to have her in his bed at all cost. Ethel has spent a year watching women fall for Keanu and get their hearts broken. She swore she'd never be one of them. But when a man who always gets what he wants decides he wants her, resisting him might be the hardest thing

For eight years, I lived as a wife no one knew existed, built my life in silence, loving a man who never truly saw me. I gave him everything and he gave me nothing but cold nights…and quiet tears I cried alone. Still, I stayed. Day after days. Years after years. Enduring. Hoping. And breaking…slowly. Not until she came back. His first love. And he didn’t just welcome her into his wife, he brought her into our matrimonial home, right on our matrimonial bed. And the little girl I raised in my arms…now calls her momma. Choosing her over me. He thought I would stay. He believed I would keep loving him the way I always had—quietly, and endlessly—no matter what he did to me. But he thought