Carl Wife Up Novels & Stories

The fearsome Romano family has made an announcement. Whoever among me and my sister, Vivienne Everhart, can give birth to the first grandson of the Romano bloodline shall inherit the Romanos' wealth that's worth tens of billions of dollars. Also, said grandson will be the next Don of the Romano family. In my previous life, Vivienne had married Dominic Romano, a healthy and strong young man of the Romano family. My parents were the one who had arranged for this marriage to happen. I, on the other hand, got married to Julian Romano, a gloomy man who was confined to his wheelchair due to his crippled legs. In less than a year after our marriage, Julian had regained his ability to walk once again. At the same time, I got pregnant with the first grandson of the Romano family. As such, Vivienne got abused by Dominic to the point that she completely lost her marbles. That was how she became the laughingstock of the rich socialites of the upper crust. On the day I was about to go into labor, Vivienne stabbed my belly with a blade. Then, she grabbed me before jumping off a tall building with me in her arms. When I open my eyes again, I see Vivienne snatching away the bouquet made of blue roses that's given to me by Julian. "I want to marry Julian!" "Vivienne, how could you snatch Isabella's bouquet away?" As soon as Vivienne receives the fancy blue rose bouquet, she freezes in place when she hears our father scolding her. After Dad grabs the bouquet from Vivienne's hands, he passes it to me before saying, "Isabella, you have a healthy body. Julian might be handicapped, but at least he's pretty talented when it comes to running his business." Then, he pats Vivienne on the head lovingly. "Vivienne, you're in poor health. Marrying Dominic is your best option." As I stare at the blue rose bouquet in my hands as well as the wedding gown I'm currently wearing, I dig my nails into my palm forcefully. Finally, I realize that I've gotten reborn.

On the third day after my death, my body was sent to the police station in different packages. Jonathan Walsh, my husband, and Frank Stone, my junior at work, saw my corpse and frowned. “If only Elena were here, she would have been able to find some clues.” Frank sighed as he stared at my horribly mangled remains. “Don’t mention her. She’s not even worthy of being a forensic scientist!” I stared at my husband with a conflicted look. He analyzed each part of my body and deduced the manner of my death with familiar ease. “The murderer is a monster…” Frank’s face turned pale, and he sighed again. Jonathan calmly used all that I had taught him and perfectly pieced out the entire process of my death based on the clues from my dismembered body. I could not help but feel proud. Unfortunately, he was still a little off the mark. He did not manage to figure out that this body belonged to me, his wife.

Tina Sullivan says, "Let's divorce, Sean. You're not worthy of me anymore."Sean Lakeworth asks in return, "Are you sure about that?"

Zari Jones, a beautiful soul, and loving wife, had been pushed to her limits. She thought she could handle anything because she loved her husband so much. But what was she supposed to do when the events in her marriage got out of control? What will happen when another woman enters their life, yet Zari is accused of cheating? Then there's a pregnancy, a surprise divorce party, a car crash, her disappearance, memory loss, and much more! Will their marriage be able to weather the storms? Or will jealousy and lack of trust eat them alive? Is divorce the final answer? Will Devon come to his senses, or will it be too late? Devon knows she is not the same Zari he married. Devon Hightower must work harder than he's ever worked at anything! He must start from the very beginning. The magical and romantic moment they met. Their love affair began when he met Zari, who worked part-time at a five-star restaurant on weekends to help pay her bills. Devon Hightower is a Meticulous bachelor billionaire who is arrogant, prideful, and vindictive and a newly appointed CEO who thrives on personal and professional control. One evening while out to dinner. He caught sight of a soulful pair of brown eyes and a smile he would never forget. Devon watched Zari intently, awe-struck by her beauty. He had never been attracted to anyone the way he was to her. His status and family background told him this shouldn't be happening. But his heart never beat so rapidly for any other the way it did for her. Zari stood there stunned when she was able to remember that night. It was the one memory that may her want to save her marriage. But was it too late?

“Do you know why he married you?” Her smile was cruel, her blind eyes staring straight through me. “Because you’re wearing my eyes and he promised to protect them.” My breath caught, but she wasn’t done. She leaned closer, as she whispered in my ears “Face it, Olivia. You’re nothing but my replacement.” Leonard always seemed like the perfect husband, until she woke from her five-year coma and shattered my world with the truth. He married me for my eyes. Eyes that once belonged to her. I should have known his overprotectiveness wasn’t love, it was guilt. And now, with a life growing inside me, I realized I wasn’t just a substitute wife. I was a placeholder in a story that was never mine to begin with. Shattered and pregnant, I disappeared, leaving behind the man who never truly saw me and a secret he never knew existed. Years later, I return. No longer his fragile, obedient wife, but a woman with a new name, a hidden son, and a plan to ruin the billionaire who broke me. But in a game where love and vengeance collide, the most dangerous twist isn’t my fury it’s the fire that never died between us. He made me a substitute. Now, I’ll make him suffer.

She married him to save her father. He married her to save his reputation. Neither of them planned for what happened next. Emily Carter signed a contract. One year, no emotions, no attachments. She told herself she could do it. She told herself she was strong enough to live beside a man like Alexander Kane and feel absolutely nothing. She was wrong. And then she was pregnant. She overheard him call her replaceable. So she did the only thing she had left. She disappeared. Five years later, Emily is back. Not the same woman. Not broken. Not desperate. She has built a life, a career, a son with his father's dark eyes. She has come back with one goal. But Alexander Kane has a goal of his own. He wants her back. He wants his son. And he will burn down everything in his path to get them. The only question is whether love can survive what they did to each other.

My bride went missing on the night of our big day but woke up in my brother's room the next day. My parents persuaded me to ignore it for the sake of fame but scolded my wife as an easy girl. Angrily, I moved out of the villa with my wife. Soon after, my wife had a miscarriage and suffered from depression due to gossip. She jumped off from the top floor in front of me. Desperately, I followed her. Opening my eyes again, I found myself back to the time when the wedding ended.

On the day of my wedding with my girlfriend, I was unexpectedly informed by the hotel that our ceremony had to be postponed by a couple of hours. With no time to notify relatives and friends of the change, I had to rush to the hotel entrance to intercept guests. Upon arriving, I was stopped at the door by security, who told me that a wedding was currently taking place inside. The host's voice could be heard as I saw my girlfriend, wearing a veil, smiling and extending her hand to a man who was half-kneeling. In the audience, all the bride's relatives who were supposed to attend our wedding were seated, clapping and cheering. The man on stage was her dream guy and also my current superior. Seeing me causing a commotion, my girlfriend warned me, "I'm just helping out. Alex is your superior. I'm also doing this to help you. Don't cause any trouble." Just helping out? I had booked the wedding venue, chosen the time, designed the wedding dress, and personally sent out the invitations. How could a wedding be rearranged so suddenly? I looked coldly at the ring box the man was holding. "It seems my taste is quite similar to my yours. If that's the case, this diamond ring is yours, including the wife." My girlfriend finally panicked.

She built herself back up from nothing. He almost destroyed her trying to get her back. When Lena Cole signed the divorce papers, she thought she was walking away from a cold, indifferent husband who never wanted her. She didn't know she was walking straight into the center of a conspiracy that would nearly cost her everything — her career, her freedom, and her life. Adrian Cole made one mistake. He believed the wrong person. And by the time he realized what he'd done, Lena was already gone. Now Richard Cole is on trial. The truth is finally coming out. And Lena — the woman they tried to silence, to ruin, to erase — is standing at the top of her field, untouchable and done waiting for apologies. But Adrian isn't giving up. He never stopped loving her. And love, when it's desperate enough, doesn't ask for permission. She has every reason to walk away. He has one reason to stay — her. The question isn't whether she still loves him. The question is whether love is enough to survive what they've both become.

Three years ago, Seraphina Devereaux vanished without a trace, leaving behind her powerful billionaire husband, Lucian Devereaux, and the life she once knew. She thought she had escaped him, thought she had erased every trail leading back to her. She was wrong. Now, Lucian has found her. And he’s not letting her go. Dragged back into his world of wealth, power, and control, Seraphina refuses to be the obedient wife he once knew. But as she fights to break free, she must protect the one secret that could shatter everything—a secret Lucian can never know. But Lucian isn’t the same man she left behind. He’s darker, more ruthless, and he’s determined to unravel every lie she’s ever told. Because this time, there’s no running. And in Lucian’s world, she belongs to him.