Corpse Husband Novels & Stories

She waved her hand over the big skeletal corpse while chanting something under her breath. Kevin leaped back in his seat when his father’s tall skeletal corpse sat straight up from the floor. The young man closed his eyes and prayed while listening to a deep guttural growl from his father’s corpse. It wasn’t his father. “Please!” President Chang uttered out through a laborious breath while looking up at a tall skeletal creature that used to be her husband. The president couldn’t even scream when her husband’s tall dried-up corpse arose from the floor before dragging its large twisted feet toward her. The monster limped and twitched, moaning and growling at President Chang and her son. “Pleas

Jack was groaning as he began to thrust faster, burying his cock into her again and again. Soon, he shot his cum inside her with a shout before collapsing against her. They began laughing with joy, not giving a damn of the suffering they were causing me. I didn’t want to see this, but I couldn’t look away. I still couldn’t believe that they had poisoned me and proceeded to have sex over my dying body. Sobs wracked my body as I watched my husband sit up and begin to put on his clothes with a satisfied smile. He turned to caress Kate, “You were delicious as always baby girl, but I have to go and make sure the grave is ready for Tamara’s body,” he said casually, as if discussing the weather.

"There's nothing suspicious in the investigation of the husband. He works usual office hours. Overtime is common for him, and both his company's clock-in data and surveillance support this. "Before her disappearance, they had an argument. After parting ways, he returned to work. Upon returning home, he found her suitcase missing. When he called her, he discovered she had blocked him. He also contacted her best friend, who mentioned the wife intended to return to her parents' home." Esther pointed at one particular detail and hesitantly asked, "And this donation?" "They signed this organ donation certificate together." Gabriel cleared his throat, reminding, "After investigating all possibilit

I noticed something amiss. So, I played along with my husband's story and casually asked, "Really? You were smiling awfully tender just now." Zachary Cole's gaze skittered away, refusing to meet mine. "The kid's got a sweet mouth. He kept calling me 'mister.' It's late. Get some sleep." He turned and walked into the bathroom before I could get a word in edgewise. After 10 years of marriage, I could read him like an open book. That moment of hesitation told me everything I needed to know. He was hiding something.

The system at the office went down, so they had to leave empty-handed. But things had already gone too far. Nancy pushed for a wedding anyway. The problem was that Everett was still blacklisted. All his accounts were frozen. He couldn't come up with a single dollar for a wedding. Nancy ended up stuck, swallowing her anger. That wasn't even the worst of it. Tom started causing trouble, too. Apparently, he walked in on Everett and Nancy getting busy in the bedroom. After that, he secretly took Nancy's underwear and pleasured himself with it.

"Yes." Nicholas straightened up. At a single glance from him, four well-trained bodyguards in black appeared from seemingly nowhere and took control of the situation. Martha and Linda had never seen anything like it. Their legs gave out on the spot. "What are you doing? Let go of me! I'm Mr. Carter's wife!" "Ryan! Help us! Ryan!" Ryan panicked and shouted at me, "Victoria, have you lost your mind? You can't do this to me! I'm your husband, and you're carrying my child!"

Her insides churned and she had this sick desire to puke as bile rose up in her throat . In front of them stood a stupified Lilian who was staring at the bloodied corpse of her husband , his heart torn out and thrown in the centre of what looked like a magic circle drawn with blood . Rogue's eyes were still open with the last trace of determination and pain , his body was kneeling with the support of the sword that he had drilled in the floor , making a spider web like crack in it .

Within a minute, a user with a DemonHunter_Official avatar replied: "Filter my ass! That's an incubus bloodline awakening. Judging by the curvature of that tail — RUN. This one's clearly in heat. Stay any longer and he'll drain you dry!" Drain you dry. I stared at those three words, hair standing on end. Silas was a male incubus. My husband was not the celibate, self-controlled ice sculpture I'd thought. He was actively, desperately craving me. Throat dry, I set down my phone and went downstairs for a glass of cold water to clear my head. But the moment I reached the kitchen, a scent — cold cedar laced with something sickly sweet — engulfed me. Before I could react, a shadow descended.

Double-stuffing his own wife’s throat while the brothers destroyed my holes. “You wanted this, Helen?” he growled, voice shaking with corrupted lust. “Then take it all.” The ultimate corruption was complete. My husband was no longer just watching — he was participating in my destruction. They fucked me for hours. I lost count of how many times I came. They rotated through every possible combination — double vaginal, double anal, airtight spit-roasting. They made me beg on camera for their cum, for their babies, for them to destroy my marriage and my husband’s political dreams.

I ran my hands over every muscle of his chest, and when I kissed his neck, he sighed, bringing his hands to the hem of the thin-strapped floral dress I was wearing, and soon, it too was on the floor. I had my eyes closed, and when I opened them, it wasn’t my husband I saw. I saw the look of desire in Jayden’s eyes, his slightly parted pink lips, the mischievous face he made when he whispered dirty things in my ear, and only then could I surrender. I bit my lips so hard that I felt blood on them, trying not to call out Jayden’s name while making love to my husband. When it was over, I felt empty, realizing that I would never again be satisfied in the arms of any other man but Jayden.