Ample Village Wife's Second Life Novels & Stories

"This is what we've been praying for" "I know. It's just that...",she paused and turned to face him. "...she took too long. It took her over a week and I can't help but feel guilty that I made her do something she didn't want to do. I...I hate it that everyone sees me as a home-breaker, Nathan. I hate it that I look like a villain here My whole life, I never thought I'd be a second wife". She brushed her fingers into her hair, exhaling deeply. Nathan didn't exactly know how to comfort her because he equally needed some comfort at the moment.

Angela Every women's dream is to have a perfect household. We won't settle for less for we women are destined for something bigger and brighter tomorrow for our family. That's how I look things up and continued to serve as a mother and a wife. But, I never thought that life will give me a fucked up challenge. "What? I thought Mr. Takahashi and I talked about this. He knew that I'm on a one-week vacation, right now. Hence, what's up with that old man!" I can't help to yell. "This is absurd," I said with an annoying voice.

Family (Third person's POV) It was spring, when a couple decided to move to a new village, far from the town where they used to live before. It was a small village where most people worked and lived as farmers. Their lives are simple, content and happy. They have bought a quite large house for a cheap price, but renovation will take time and fortune. The male fixed one room and the front door, so he will feel secure whenever he leave his spouse at home. They were still young that time, possibly around 25 in age when they got married, and decided to move out and be independent.

Contrary to people’s expectations, they are not entirely a tribe or what, they have developed as well but they chose to maintain the states of how their village was to maintain unity and preserve the old way of living. This village had more trees and greenery than other villages that completely embraced modern life with all the technology. The old wife of the chief came up to her side and gently dragged her towards the woman who was preparing the food. The old lady was called Rebecca, she was turning 55 this year and had three children. Two of them stayed in the main city while the youngest chose to live alongside them and settled down after meeting a kind woman of his liking who liked the w

She followed him closely, mad on his trail despite hiring a cab. "Drive faster!" She nudged the old man. The man nodded and stepped on it. The rough road made her hold on to her swollen stomach feeling each bump the car suffered affect her aching back and the baby inside. Soon, they arrived at a village. She couldn't understand what her husband planned to do here but she had a gut feeling, evil looked close by. She instructed the driver to stop when she saw her suspect turn around in their direction, his eyes were bloodshot, they had no mercy.

She quickly stood up and walked towards the barbecue grill, holding a small money pouch. Deanna had changed quite a bit since she met Jacky. In the past, she spent as she wished and did not have to worry about money, but she had grown much more frugal. People used to clean up after her but she had learned to tidy her own room. When she first arrived at this village, the villagers would say that it was pointless to marry her even though she was pretty because she did not know how to do anything and even if she got married, she was likely to be treated as a sore-eye.

They believed a good beating would keep the women in line. Over in the corner, a rough-looking guy with no hint of polish was getting antsy, digging in his ear. "Mr. Wafford, what's this got to do with buying brides? We've gone and got ourselves a woman named Zyra by mistake, and she's got a whole army of followers. Shouldn't we be figuring out how to handle Zyra?" The village was small with just a few hundred families—a couple thousand people tops. However, Zyra? They say she had tens of thousands of fans. If they come storming in, what would happen to their way of life?

"What bubble do you think I lived in?" "You spent three years hiding behind a fake marriage, that's the bubble" Elena even smiled at those words. A pure sneer. She was a beautiful woman, with a beautiful house and a husband, indeed, but her life hadn't always been so beautiful. Aaron did not know her real life, however, the problem was that he misjudged her, very badly. "You're an asshole"

“Well, technically there are four but Mrs Nashville is living separately as she is looking after her mother.” Nora is feeling overwhelmed to work here as a helping hand - she is not used to this kind of luxury. This is the first time she has entered this magnificent villa that she has been hearing of. Now she can’t wait to get back home and tell every detail to her mother. Working in this mansion as a gardener is giving Henry enough money that he is saving for his wife’s operation. Nora and Henry arrive home and see Lola is having a rest. The noise of her cough makes them take a look at her. “Oh, you are awake.”

She had a nagging feeling that something bad was about to happen. The priest announced, “Everyone, I ask for your patience. The groom is a little delayed. In the meantime, let me play a surprise video the groom has prepared for his bride.” A moment later, moans filled the church. Then, whispers and murmurs erupted. “But after the wedding, you’ll have to give Hugh and me some time alone.” The content of the video was so shocking that it immediately ignited a stir in the crowd. Everyone in the room recognized the voices instantly.