Divorcing My Tyrant Husband Novel Novels & Stories

Tyrone growled low, fixated on fucking Tess again and again until his dick fell off. "B-but what about mom and Pete?" Tess squeaked out reluctantly, her body stiffening as a second knock sounded on the door and her heart stopped. "You're divorcing that shithead who hasn't even fucked you yet if you can't keep his cock out of my pussy," he whispered low, then spanked her clit. "This is my cunt now. Got it?" "B-but what about my h-honeymoon? I love Pete, daddy!" Tess cried, horrified at how they had betrayed her mom and Pete.

“So this is the whore you've been sleeping with on our matrimonial bed right?” Silence filled the room, and Iris gave her a stern look as she snapped, “Hello! Who are you calling a whore?!” Ryan’s expression remained indifferent, then he shrugged, his voice casual, almost mocking, “I don't know what you're talking about Melinda. And besides, we are divorced, right? So if I slept with her, how’s that a problem?” He said, a little chuckle escaping his lips. Melinda’s gaze intensified, her eyes burning with rage.

No matter how I tried, I was always Elena Jones, the childhood tail that Ronan Simpson could never get rid of. I thought I had everything under control, and that he would finally warm up to me. However, we only drifted further and further apart-until Darcy returned. That was when my true nightmares began. My husband was willing to torture me both physically and mentally-till I chose to walk out of the marriage on my own. Ronan wanted me out of his life at all costs, but he needed to make me the instigator of the divorce. The man I knew since childhood decided to torture me till I got tired and left the same way I came.

How did she realise so late that this alpha side of him would turn her on? “As mad and upset with me as you are now, it will be worse when you wake up and realize I’m right. You think you’d be nice during a divorce? That we’d be civil? No one is, Tyler. I lost you once already and I know how it felt. Getting married and then divorcing you would break me. And although I didn't really want to marry Victor, I wasn't so scared about it because it was never this complicated. I knew what I was going into… It was all planned and… And Victor isn't you. I’m doing us both a favor,”

All she wanted to was elope to a far country after her mother got better. She had to get married to a man tagged the demon king of tyranny. It was the title he earned for his notorious acts and the mysterious deaths of his previous wives. He always wore a mask and rumor had it that his wives died because they couldn't stand the ugliness of his face. That was the situation Bethany had wrapped Rylie in and there was no way the young girl could get out of it. "I will sign it. Please, let my mother live. I beg you." She knelt and placed her palms together.

I want to yell at her and hurt her but I can't. Despite the anger I feel towards her, there is still mercy left. She gave the envelope to me and I accepted it. I doubt what it was and when I opened it and I was not wrong in my doubt. It is a divorce paper.Is he divorcing me? "I'm letting you go, Tyler. You deserve to be happy because you're such a good person.You really don't deserve to be betrayed.And I just want to say thank you. for the two years of making me feel like your wife. And I hope it's not too late

Plus, he had been very charming with his innocent sincerity when he was chasing after me. However, he had neglected to consider one thing: No normal person would still be enamored with a man who degraded them. Within a year of being married, I had already woken up from my delusion. I knew the truth. Terrence was not just despicable. He was barely worthy of being called a man. I had asked for a divorce in our second year of marriage. Unfortunately, Terrence was even more of a cretin than I had expected and had gotten me pregnant.

Sighting my phone, I remembered the call of the Alpha, and the anger I felt toward Tina came flooding. “God, I can't stand her anymore. I am only doing this because I pity her. All this affection is for pity alone. Yet, I can't stand her anymore, she is not even my type! I want to reject her badly.” I walked over to the table, grabbing my phone while switching off my laptop. ‘I know, right? Reject or divorce? Your choice of words!’ Tyrant said and I nodded. He was right she wasn't my mate but my wife. I would be divorcing her. I was just used to the word since it was a common term amongst us wolves.

"You need to let me know where you're going next time you're leaving, or I won't be able to find you." One horrifying experience had been more than Vicky could take, so she whispered, "I know. I won't wander off again." It was a dangerous world out there, and she would still be resenting Tyler for locking her inside a hotel room in Arrowtown had she not spent a week in Forever Night. In comparison, Tyler never truly imprisoned her. He was her husband, and despite all the conflicts they had, he would never leave her to die. Tyler lowered his gaze, his eyes glittering in the dark. "Do you still want a divorce?"

) He raised a curious brow as he took one of the books and stepped toward the window for a better spot to read. (... This book doesn't have any title?) He slowly opened the dark brown covered book without title and read every pages carefully. However, he quickly realized what kind of book he was holding. (It's a diary!) There's a date and descriptions of what she did on that specific date, which surprised Oliver as he carefully went through the pages. (... what in the world...) 12 August *** Today, I was officially married to the Emperor and I was crowned as the Empress—