Feminized Husband Story Novels & Stories

I seethed, gritting my teeth. "I know," she replied, and eyed me. "But you haven't even heard the full story." I shut my eyes and swallowed thickly as she continued to circle around me. "My husband failed to get the job done as you were never supposed to have gotten pregnant, and so I killed him and made someone else CEO. It's my family's hospital after all. I just give it to people to run it for me. The new CEO, my late boyfriend, continued to give your husband the meds. Don't blame Salem not staying with you on me. Malek acted on his own accord, because he was ashamed. Eight years later, I found a perfect replacement for you. You were supposed to be kidnapped and taken away by one of my se

This was because the husband tried locating his wife, filled with remorse for doing something so drastically wrong. When his search had been already fruitless for three years, he gave up and decided to just bring his two children together. He took care of the judgmental Masakonians by pretending that his wife was on a vacation and that the girl she’s with was his niece. Apparently, the wife did come back a year later, satisfying the others with the husband’s alibi. She brought with her a boy who she argued to be an orphan she passed by in the streets. The husband wasn’t convinced but said nothing. Trying to live in peace, they have barricaded themselves from the other Wielders, shutting them

"Who exactly is Sebastian Kingsley’s mystery wife?" "We’re here to answer that question. For those who didn’t know, his wife is the daughter of—" The television abruptly went black. I whipped my head toward Father. He sat there holding the remote, his thumb still resting on the power button. "People seem very interested in your marriage," he said calmly, adjusting the cufflinks on his shirt. I pressed my lips together and walked over to the chair across from Jordan before sitting down. "Hidden wife finally gaining the spotlight," Jordan said with a faint chuckle. "People love stories like that."

More than once, he caught whispers in the crowd. “Who’s the real Mrs. Griffin? She doesn’t look like the one from the news. Did she get work done? Or… did Mr. Griffin remarry?” “I heard Mrs. Griffin went deaf three years ago. Makes sense if he moved on. A man like him isn’t going to stick with a wife who can’t even hear.” “Who knows? These wealthy families always have skeletons in the closet. Maybe the real wife hasn’t shown up yet, and the mistress is just playing queen for now.”

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”

I had ended up being hospitalized with stomach bleeding. As his wife, I never slacked off for a single day. For three years, I gave everything I had and pushed the company to go public. At the celebration party, he held me and cried. “Anna, I was born unable to have children. I can never give you a child, yet you still married me and fought beside me through thick and thin. “I swear on my life that I will never forsake you!" In the previous lifetime, that promise had kept me shackled for decades.

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

Emma stood frozen in the middle of her living room. Her phone slowly slipped from her trembling fingers and landed on the couch. The call had ended. But the stranger's words continued to echo inside her head. Daniel Hart isn't your husband. Impossible. Absolutely impossible. For seven years, she had lived with Daniel. Shared a home with him. Shared holidays, birthdays, arguments, laughter, and dreams. She had married him. Hadn't she? Emma suddenly wasn't sure anymore. Her breathing became uneven.

Kate interrupted harshly, “Damn! Five hundred is just too small to enhance your husband’s libido. You caused it girl. Your husband is damn bad in bed. He needs huge money to bring that dick back to life…” Eva shook her head in support, “Yeah, I am with Kate on this one. Your husband, especially, loves money and I believe that is his antidote….” Opula quarreled, “Hell no, my husband is not the only guilty one here. Our husbands love money. That is the reason they married us in the first place.” Eva argued at the top of her voice, “I refute you on that my husband married me for love…? Kate interrupted them with huge laugh. “Come on, we need to heal Ken’s poor libido. That is the issue at hand.

Miss Hilda, what do you have to say? Hilda answered, "No one introduced me to my husband. We knew each other before getting married. There is no such thing as women trafficking. I have a good relationship with my husband and we are happy together. He doesn't torture me at all. On the contrary, my husband is even paying for my every need."