Ghost Wife Comic Romane & Geschichten

I'm his wife. I am his baby's mother. I want to be his love but all I am to him is a responsibility. He was in love with my step-sister but she betrayed him and married another man. One Drunken mistake, forced us to marry each other. He promised me to give everything except love. But all I want is love. Will he ever accept me as his wife? Or this marriage always remain a compromise wife?

Nicole attends a party with her friends and ended up having an inter course with the young foster son of a billionaire. She finds out weeks later and intended to keep It a secret but unfortunately, one of her friend exposed her and the young billionaire is interested in the unborn baby. To prove his point, he married her despite his parent's disapproval. Nicole has to keep up with being the wife of Damon - one of the youngest billionaires in the country.

On our first wedding anniversary, I took the day off from work and left early, only to find that my wife had probably cheated on me. One day I arrived at home, I found a shocking display where my wife was engaging in some intense activities…

Cassandra finds herself in a precarious financial situation due to her mother's mounting medical bills. Just when things couldn't seem to get any worse, fate intervenes in the form of the charming and prosperous Jasper, who proposes an irresistible proposition. He offers her a chance to pretend to be his wife for a year, which will help him handle his overbearing parents. Although the offer seems ludicrous, Cassandra finds herself in a bind and unable to refuse. As they embark on this fake relationship, they must learn each other's habits and quirks, blurring the lines between their fabricated romance and true feelings. But complications arise when Jasper's stunning ex-girlfriend appears on the scene, leaving Cassandra to question everything. In the midst of the unfolding drama, will Cassandra be able to navigate the complexities of her fake marriage with Jasper, or will the allure of his ex-girlfriend prove to be too much to handle?

Ajeng was forced to become Evan Braun's second wife by Ella, Evan's wife and Ajeng's best friend. Of course, Ajeng flatly refused the crazy proposal. But Ella insisted that Ajeng marry her husband. "Take care of my baby after she's born," Ella pleaded. "Don't be ridiculous! You'll definitely recover!" Ajeng snapped angrily. Ajeng thought Ella was just joking around. But one situation forced Ajeng to reluctantly accept Ella's offer because only that woman could help her. What happened to Ajeng after becoming Evan's second wife? Was she able to face Ella's family, who now hated her for becoming Ella's rival?

He was her life and everything. Even though she knew he never cared about her , she never stopped loving him. He kept cheating on her and she knew it. But she loved him too much to leave him. She thought that it was her fault that he didn't love her anymore so she started punishing herself. He is the arrogant careless billionaire. He has everything he wants. He knows that he has a wife who loves him so much but that doesn't stop him from sleeping with other girls. One thing he doesn't know is that he is not only breaking her but him too. This story is about Damon Salvatore and his unwanted wife Nina.

After being forced to give my wife's first love my heart, I died in the hallway of the private hospital she had personally founded. My six-year-old son, Ash, had already begged her thrice by the time I had drawn my last breath. The first time was when he tugged on her hand, saying I was coughing up blood. Sneering, she claimed, "So he's finally learned something—teaching his kid how to lie." Then, she had the bodyguards throw him out of the room. The second time was when he clung to her sleeve, insisting that I rambled nonsense due to the pain. "It's just a heart transplant," she opined with a frown. "The doctor already said he won't die." At that, the bodyguards stepped in again and dragged him away. The third time was when he fell to the ground, clutching her pant leg with all his strength, crying that I had already passed out. She finally lost her temper by this point, grabbing Ash by the throat and hurling him out of the room. "I have already said it—Howard isn't going to die. Dare to disturb Skye's rest again, and I'll throw both of you out of this hospital," she warned. To save me, my son pawned the most precious thing he owned—his St. Christopher medal—to a nurse. "Ma'am," he said. "I don't need to live a long life. I just want my dad to live." She accepted the medal and was about to arrange for me to be transferred to the last available room. However, my wife's first love, Skye Whitley, had someone block the doorway with his pet dog. He mentioned, "Sorry, kid. Your mom's worried I'll get bored if I can't see my dog. This room is reserved for him."

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

“Three wives. Three funerals. And now… I’m his fourth bride.” Everyone says Dominic Sterling is cursed. His first three wives died mysteriously, one after the other. I never planned to be his next bride, but with my family drowning in debt, I had no choice. Now I’m trapped in his mansion, surrounded by secrets I don’t understand. The halls feel haunted by the women who came before me, the staff watch me too closely, and Dominic himself… he’s a man I can’t figure out. Cold one moment, protective the next. And just when my heart starts betraying me, falling for him, I realize the past isn’t as buried as I thought. Someone is watching me. Someone wants me gone. If I don’t uncover the truth soon, I’ll become the next Sterling bride to meet her funeral.

The night Serena Edevane decided to leave behind her dangerous double life as the mysterious queen of House of Eve, she spent one final night with a stranger whose touch nearly shattered every wall around her heart. But her world turns upside down when she discovers the man she kissed is Lucien Draven; the ruthless son of her powerful fiancé, Cassian Draven, the same man Serena has spent years plotting to destroy for ruining her family. Forced into a deadly game of lies, obsession, blackmail and forbidden desire, Serena and Lucien strike a dangerous alliance against Cassian, only for hatred to slowly turn into an irresistible attraction neither of them can control. But with dark family secrets, betrayal, murder and a wedding built on manipulation closing in around them, Serena soon realizes that falling for Lucien Draven may be the most dangerous mistake of all. _____________ This content is rated 18+, the mention of drugs, sexual activities, rape and criminal activities