Corpse Husband Novels & Stories

Tentatively, I approach him wondering why his eyes are so vacant and why his head is bent to one side. Realization dawns on me like the morning sun when I see the pallor on his skin. I touch it and retract my hand immediately at the cold feeling. My legs walk again, but backwards this time. My heart beats and I can hear it loud and clear. It beats a consistent tune that I do not fail to decipher. Seven words. My husband to be is a corpse.

He whispered. "I don't want to" she whispered back. "But you are in good mood today. I'll be gentle so we can't make noise. Please I need to..." He slowly moves his arms around her for a hug. But she slapped his arm "I'm not in the mood" "This is the first time you rejected me..." He took a deep breath. He is actually so frustrated because he can't remove Sarah's moaning earlier and the fact it actually makes him hard... but his wife should not know about this.

He think after marriage woman life belong tk the house only . His family include his parent.He has two chacha (uncle ) . His elder uncle has two wife and he has daughter from his first wife .His first wife is cruel women .His second wife is nice and caring woman,His first wife is evil woman who always try to do planning and plotting against his second wife .They feel happy when his elder uncle beat his second wife and treat her badly .His second wife is the daughter of their servent , his uncle raped her in drunk situation and his father decided to get them married to save their family reputation and dignity .His uncle daughter Asma is cruel like mother .She is not interested in st

"I heard from Bryan that you’re married." He paused, then sighed and nodded. "Arranged marriage," he answered. "Oh. I see. You can still join us." He laughed again. He didn’t say anything and just smiled. He glanced toward the restroom and noticed Zelena still hadn’t come out. "How’s your wife? Is she okay?" the man asked. "I can’t even touch her," he replied, then took a sip of wine. "Why? Is she that ugly?" Dylan laughed. "No, she’s just—"

Kelvin's friends approached with a young woman. Kelvin rushed to her side, concerned. "All done. I told you to wait for me. Why did you come out so quickly?" The woman looked pale and glared at me suspiciously. "Who's that?" Kelvin's friend William Henderson leaned in. "Oh, that's Hannah, the jinx." "Got her husband killed after just one year of marriage. Hey, where's your baby? Did you get it killed too?" I slapped William across the face. I didn't care about Kelvin being dead or alive, but cursing my baby? I'd slap him to death!

“Okay, ma'am.” She nodded once, she opened the door and strode out, heading to their bedroom. As she entered, she intended to enjoy herself on the couch but changed her mind, she sauntered casually toward the bed. He was wearing trousers without a shirt or undershirt on. Charlene shook her head countlessly to stop herself from drooling over the sight of him. His flawless body sparkled under the spotlight above the bed. “You've been standing on that spot for three minutes, Charlene.”. He said knowingly, laying flat on his tummy while facing her. She composed herself, cleared her throat before walking closer. Sometimes it was hard to believe they were actually married, the same man in the maga

From behind he looked like a skeleton…a walking corpse. I had been so busy shielding away from him while acting busy knowing I wasn't truly occupied with work like I had lied to myself that I didn't take notice of how my husband’s condition had deteriorated badly. The tears poured freely. “Really”.

Six years after my husband died for me, I learned it was all a lie. He faked his own death to run off with his exiled adoptive sister. The second she saw me at her door, the color drained from Seraphina's face. "Aria..." She tried to slam the door in my face. I jammed my hand in the door. "See a ghost?" She stumbled back, lips trembling, speechless. Just then, I heard familiar voices from the hallway. Marco, Axel's right-hand man.

“WE ALL EAT LIES, WHEN OUR HEARTS ARE HUNGRY.” MAYA. The next day. Okay. So. My husband and his best friend had swapped souls overnight because of a orb that was delivered to our home by our pack shaman. My husband was now in Kayden's body. Kayden was now in my husband's body. I was the only person who knew. And I had no idea how long this had been going on before they woke me up this morning or how long it was going to last or what we were supposed to do about any of it.

The woman stood up and with trembling hands cut her crying daughter’s hand and then went toward the corpse and let him drink the blood of his own daughter. The man started chanting again and suddenly the corpse went back to its original position and opened his eyes. The woman cried in relief but her relief lasted for a moment because the man rushed and started strangling his wife. The daughter cried but to no avail, the man was not her father, he was just a corpse with demon energy. The girl bit his father on his leg, and then it made her howl in pain as the man didn’t have blood in him, it was all pus, and his body was rotting.