Widower/secret baby trope

Tabitha thought she was ready for the Big D, but when she saw him kiss another woman at a party he'd taken her to, she realized their whirlwind relationship may have happened too fast. When he didn't contact her for a month, she was sure of it. But then he came for her and wasn't letting her go.

I've dreamed of the perfect marriage ever since I was a little girl: a marriage complete with a hardworking husband while I tended to the home and our children, preferably four little rugrats to call my own. I dreamed of a life filled with laughter, joy, and success, a life we built together. I dreamed of growing old next to my husband, creating a great love story to tell our grandchildren someday. It all seemed so possible. I was raised to be the perfect wife, after all. From the outside, it seemed I had exactly what I dreamed of with the rich, determined husband; the brilliant, gaudy diamond ring; and the beautiful home filled with the hope of future children. Yes, it was all a dream come true. I should have felt grateful, really. The problem is, I also wanted a marriage based on love, passion, and affection, but those are the only things my husband cannot give me . . . . . . because they're reserved for her. For readers: * I do my best to proofread before publishing, but some typos and errors will slip through. Feel free to point them out! * Comments, active engagement, and helpful critiques are welcomed. * Mean, unnecessary comments that attack me, personally, or other commenters will be ignored and deleted. It takes a lot of courage to publish your work and for others to actively engage in a community. I'd like to keep this a safe and fun place to rage at imperfect heroes and cheer for darling heroines! * I'm not a spicy writer. I rather use my word count for plot, character development, and GROVEL!!! * Most importantly, I hope you enjoy the little world I'm creating. Happy reading, everyone! ADS/Imaginationgirl35

My cousin always referred to us as the bad jokes, as in...a blonde, a brunette and a redhead walk into a bar. I'm the redhead, and this is my story. When I was 18, a psychic told me to wait for the man with the scar. For five years I waited and then suddenly, there he was in front of me one night. No mistake -- this was the man. We got off to a bad start, and I just kept making things worse chasing after him. Until he let me know in no uncertain terms that he wasn't interested in me. So I gave him what he wanted and ignored him. Then he decided he wanted me. And him getting me back was the least of our problems.

Alex had been my friend with benefits, and like a stupid cliche, I had to go and fall in love with him. I thought...I really thought...he was falling in love with me, too. Getting ready for a serious relationship. And he was. Just...not with me. He told me he wanted to find a girl just like me...

My fiance was due back from his year-long deployment today. His job was dangerous, the area he was in even more so, which led to me keeping my heartbreaking news to myself so he wouldn't be distracted while he was overseas. Little did I know, he'd already been distracted. And she let me know it.

A marriage of convenience for them. A slip of the tongue from her. A bad reaction from him. Let the grovel begin.

My cousin always referred to us as the bad jokes, as in...a blonde, a brunette and a redhead walk into a bar. I'm the blonde, and this is my story. When I was 18, a psychic told me to watch for the man with two hearts. That didn't make much sense, so I lived my life, not thinking about her fortune for my life. Then I met Wyatt and we fell in love. Until his ex-fiancee came back to him, and he chose her. Her heart. My heart. Two hearts. He's back, trying to explain things to me, trying to win me back and in the meantime, I'm also dealing with a stalker. But Wyatt's helping with that problem. Unfortunately, he's causing another problem: he's not taking no for an answer.

Soul Reapers MC #1 Bear is an enforcer for the Soul Reapers Motorcycle club. With a heart of steel, his alligence is to the club. He does whatever it takes to protect his brothers. When he ends up injured doing just that, he makes a choice that changes everything; a choice that perhaps leads him to find a new place for his heart to rest- with Robin. Robin lives her life for everyone but herself. As an A&E nurse she eats, breathes, and shits looking after others. Never once has she had the time, the thought, or the courage to fulfil her own desires. Until she meets Bear. Robin gets a taste of what it's like to live life on the edge, and she loves every tattooed inch of it. But can they trust each other enough that when the reality of club life strikes, it doesn't tear apart everything that they've worked to build? *** This book is marked mature for strong language, and Mature themes. TRIGGER WARNINGS include: Mentions of drugs, drug abuse, misogyny, violence, sexual assault (not between main characters), and other themes that some readers may find distressing. Please look after yourself and read at your own discretion.

Romee: At a party to celebrate Erik finally becoming the Prez of the Devil's Snipers is where I found my boyfriend, the party boy, fucking a club whore. Making sure my shiny, steely spine was straight, I walked out after destroying his confidence and ego. I don't need him. Bodhi: I'd seen her for weeks as I was the unfortunate fuck who had to babysit these assholes and keep them clean. But it led me to her. The most gorgeous woman I'd ever fucking seen. And when she destroyed any self-respect that insignificant little bitch boy had left, I knew I was gone for her. She's mine. Follow along with Bodhi and Romee as they navigate love and what it looks like after heartbreak.