Abhimanyu Wives Novels & Stories

The church erupted in smiles and nods, but inside her, unease coiled like smoke refusing to rise. August squeezed her hand. His palm was warm, firm, as if to anchor her to him. She returned the grip, though her fingers trembled slightly. The priest smiled broadly. “Then, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife.” The words seemed to seal her fate. The applause that followed was thunderous—hand claps, ululations, the metallic rhythm of spoons clinking on bottles, and the shrill voices of aunties shouting blessings in Igbo. The choir launched into a celebratory hymn as August lifted her veil and pressed his lips to hers.

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

Theo raised the hand in which he held the glass and cut it off. "There is no need to insult her. Josephine is my wife. ” “ How much longer, Theo? ”She whispered, leaning toward him. His eyes narrowed, but his lips still parted. "You don't like green. Everyone knows she is worn by jealous women. Vanessa pursed her lips. “Am I jealous? To her? ”She said mockingly and laughed so loudly that all heads turned towards them. "Your wife comes from a family of thieves. Giving such a last name to someone like that will be the way to your downfall. ”

Thomas pulls some papers out of the folder, “I have the contract here. As you can see, Maxwell signed his. The contract explains that in the case of abuse or infidelity that you are allowed to file without penalties. In two years, if you have no feelings for my son, you are welcome to divorce him without penalties and I will continue to fund your father’s care. If you divorce him before the two-year mark, then you pay back everything that was invested plus penalty fees. You won’t be entitled to any assets until five years of marriage. If he files for divorce before the two years, then you are not liable.” My mind is racing with different thoughts. I pick up the contract and begin to scan thr

She exclaimed loudly as she liked both Christian and Nikhil and she liked the idea of having two daddies like Ivaan. “Let’s sleep Kiara, you blabber nonsense when you are extremely tired.” She said, turning to turn off the lights when Kiara spoke again. “I am saying truth, mummy. I watched a series with Aryan Mamu where a beautiful aunty married five handsome uncles and they all were happy together.” Mishka facepalmed herself as she recalled Aryan watching one of the greatest mythological ancient Indian epics. Mishka asked him not to show it to Kiara as she doesn’t understand Hindi much and now she was demeaning all the meanings connecting the wrong dots.

i smack my head, nothing is making sense " I am in somebody else's body for real and I am a strange ancient queen who is fucking three husbands everyday! Great just great" " actually it's four not 3, your majesty" A voice came from right behind me

She needs to learn her place again. But something happened to shock her. Dhriti also got shocked. Samaira holds her hand in the middle with equal anger in her eyes. "This is wrong and you can't change this fact by showing your angry on me because I'm no more scared of you," Samaira said. "Of course, why would you? You have become the owner of a rich family...Now, why would you listen to me? But always remember this is all because of me..." Damini said to her glaring at her hard. If it was the old Samaira, she would have got her slap and her taunts quietly but she is no more that girl who was scared of her. She is Abhimaan's wife, who is her strength, her support and her family. She is not al

"After God, fear women" Claire was dumbstruck. It could not be. Nathan had just married his competitor and she had nothing to say about it. The dinner was about to commence so she had plenty of time to prove Bianca was a fraud. Wrong! She had very little time and she remaining glued to her seat was not going to change anything. Claire stood up and joined the new wife, her suspicion making her unable to keep a smile.

"Anna! How long have you been after Wilson? Did you forget he's got a wife like me?!" Her glare was chilling, and I felt like she might lash out at any moment. I tried to clear things up. "What are you talking about? Wilson's my husband." She swung at me with a slap that stung. "Cheater! You've got the nerve to play the other woman and not even own up to it. Trying to trap a guy by getting pregnant? Shameless!" In a flash, a crowd of furious fans shoved me down, and without thinking, I shielded my stomach.

Only her facial expression differed in the ward, and sincerely, Debby couldn't give a flying fuck. She was undesirably in the ward of someone she genuinely resents — her unwelcomed soon to be sister-in-law — a bitch — Mary. It was expected of every member of the Williams family to be disheartened at the fact the very first great-grandchild was lost. Mrs. Valentine — the first son's wife, and life giver of the first grandchild, was unimaginably furious.