Novel & Cerita Admirals Monster Wife

A few months, a year at most, and then I could divorce him and get on with my life. “You like money don’t you? When I get married, I’m going to be a very rich woman. Like super-rich.” Watching his eyes, I squeezed at my own breasts. “I like money,” he muttered, his gaze fixed on me. “Good, I thought you might, plus, as your wife, my body will belong to you. Does that turn you on, Monster?” In answer, he swallowed hard. “I thought it might.” Easily, I stepped away. Why were men such imbeciles? Flash them a little flesh, tell them they can touch your titties and they bow down and do anything you want them to. It was pathetic. “Now where the hell is the shower?”

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.

Monika was staring at Adira's pictures, which Damon gave her. She is so happy; she at least sees Adira; she even watches her short videos. Adira looks so happy, and Monika has tears in her eyes. She never met her daughter, but now seeing her in pictures and videos makes her happy. She knows Adira lives happily with Damon. Damon is such a sweet man.

Now, Adrian returns home to an ongoing war and helps defend his people, but his parents die. He is made Alpha and rules the pack. "Hey, you, come here." "Okay." Just then, Adrian stopped in his tracks and turned to Sylvia. "My wife's name is Amelia, not 'hey,'" Adrian corrected. "What!!! This rag here is your wife?" "SYLVIA!" Adrian yells her name, his tone cold and distant. "You should leave," Adrian suggested. "No, I'm not leaving."

“Mmmmm….” I pulled back once and whispered on her lips, “I see my wife has become bold! Not afraid of this monster anymore?” She shook her head and pecking me once, she replied, “You are not a monster! You are my husband!” “Really?” I raised an eyebrow and then flipped her on her fours on the bed. “What are you doing?” she frowned turning her head at me.

He tried to get up but already Robin managed him in his ways. "Maybe you forgot, let me remind you for one more time, she's Mrs. Adam Richardo. She's my wife, the eldest daughter in law of the richest family in Asia. It's not good to lay your finger on her." Adam's eyes were sparing fire towards him. He dared to touch his wife. He dared to play with his souls mate. He was waiting for death.

Exposed. Adrian’s eyes burned into me, betrayal twisting his features into something monstrous. Eloise’s perfect facade shattered, her eyes widening in horror as the reality of it hit her. And Damian… Damian only smiled. A cold, razor-edged smile that promised war. “Yes,” he said, his voice like a death sentence. “And she will be my wife.” The words slammed into the room like thunder. Adrian lunged forward, his rage erupting…

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

the woman protested, startled, sitting up abruptly. Lucy grabbed her arm and forced her off the bed. "What's wrong? Did the little prude get jealous?!" She was about to respond—but Eros spoke first. "She is. A prude. The biggest prude I've ever met." Lucy turned her head and looked at him. Straight on. Without blinking. There were no tears in her eyes—only fire. Then she looked at the two women. And smiled. "You're right," she said with a coldness that froze the air. "But this prude is the wife."

His posture straight and emotionless with his dark hair framing his terrifyingly handsome face, while his crimson eyes remained calm. “Diago Veydrake.” He whispered. “The future monster himself.” Krystal froze. He was described in the manhwa as someone who commanded fear without a single word but seeing him in person was far worse. The pressure which radiated from the alpha felt overwhelming. His crimson eyes stared directly at him and his instincts screamed danger. For a brief moment, the entire room fell silent. “So, this is Young Master Caspian.” Diago’s deep voice echoed calmly through the hall, breaking the silence. Krystal nearly stopped breathing, he clearly remembered the scene perfe