Goblin Wife Novels & Stories

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”

he cut him off, realizing there was only one place on the island with that description. “Master, something bad, bad happened.” “What is it?” The goblin hesitated, fidgeting with his small, wrinkled fingers. “Ghulik sensed another powerful witch. Some bad people are chasing Sylph Lady right now.”

he responded, his tone indicating a sense of detachment. This unexpected response left Willow with a sinking feeling, as it was the first time she had mustered the courage to express her intentions. Garvin's aloofness made her uneasy, as she prided herself on her refined demeanor. Curious, she inquired, "And what might that be?" Garvin shifted his gaze towards her, meeting her eyes with a coldness in his voice as he replied, "Only my son's biological mother can hold the title of my wife."

"Hello?" She wore a suit and held a clipboard in her hand. She flinched when Trent turned to her. She was a goblin and she'd recognized him as a gargoyle. They two species had been mortal enemies for longer than human history. He schooled his face because she wouldn't give up that she was a goblin. "Can we help you?" Trent asked. "Who are you?" "The daughter of the owners of this house." "The bank owns this house," the woman said.

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

The second woman said, and I was glad these stalls didn't have those peep leg things because I was enjoying this conversation. “What of that model girl he used to date when he was younger? He can't be gay if he dated her.” The third woman said. “Honey, it's called a closet for a reason.” The second woman replied promptly and she was my favorite of the three already. “That obnoxious Tara Collin, I'd understand if he turned gay after dating her, she's unbearable, remember that one time she walked on one of the shows, Linda was this close to quitting her job.” The first woman spat, spitefully. “I heard his wife is really pretty and nice, makes me wanna meet her.” She added and the others agreed

They saw Ana and Ava standing in a corner and they look they gave them was, clearly telling she is hell of a mad at them. The brothers nodded their heads at the twins and started climbing the stairs walking towards their room. As soon as they entered inside the room they saw a small figure curled up under the duvet which was none other than their little wife and her little octopus which she bought that day from the mall was also placed their on the bed with an angry expression which was indicating her mood. The brothers sighed knowing they have to a lot of hard work and efforts to make it up to her because they couldn't bare her madness for too long. Firstly Joaquin went near her fingers and

Just looking at it makes me drool. “Two please,” Neil announced to my side that surprised me because I didn’t bring any money with me. Well, he knows that I have no money with me even just a cent because I am poor. And before we forgot, he was the one who dragged me here so, he better feed me well or I will tell everyone that our marriage is just a contract. My thought vanished when the seller handed me the two sticks, which made me grin. I looked at my fake husband as I give him the other stick but, he shook his head as a response saying he doesn’t like it.