Hajime Wives Novels & Stories

"I'm so envious. If only my husband were like that..." "Kagome? Were you just badmouthing me in front of our guests?" A grumpy voice responded, and a gray-haired man with glasses peeked his head into the room. It was clearly Wada-san, the man. Kagome was the woman who had been serving Akiko all this time. The woman now laughed softly and went over to her husband to placate him. They weren't seriously arguing, and the sight made Akiko smile. The two of them reminded Akiko of her parents when they were joking around.

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #Chapter__17 📙📙📙📙📙📙📙📙📙📙📙 📙📙📙📙📙📙📙📙📙 📙📙📙📙📙📙📙📙 📙📙📙📙📙📙 📙📙📙📙 📙📙📙 📙📙 #OMNISCIENT_POV Things may have gone well for Sadiq and Jasmine but the same can not be said for Marida, as it is soon going to be in a state of peril and chaos.

“Jaxon Hawke.” “Name your price.” His voice is a low growl, brimming with barely-contained rage. A short breath of silence stretches, and I feel the weight of Rizzi’s stare boring into my skull. I ignore him like I have for most of my life. The chair swivels, and I stare out the window, tracking the dark clouds in the skies. “You’ll have to be more specific, Mr. Hawke—” Glass shatters in the background. “Don’t fucking play games with me, Visconti! You have my wife!”

Victoria’s tears streamed down her face. Nathan abruptly stood up, his werewolf - like authority radiating. “Master Jasmine, I regret to inform you that the so - called Miss Thea is my wife. The Hill family is a prestigious werewolf - human household in the imperial capital, and I will never allow my wife to establish her own career. She will be returning with me very soon. In our werewolf - human family structure, certain roles are predefined.” Master Jasmine looked astonished, then sighed in regret. “What a pity. Such talent could have elevated our werewolf - human fashion legacy.”

“Darling, let them get to their serious discussions. Don’t dwell on trivial matters.” She turned to see her father’s new wife. The woman, poised and elegant, exuded the confidence and grace of a noble lady. Vivienne Rinehart—her name and demeanor carried a quiet strength, soft yet commanding. Vivienne offered Alia a slight smile before speaking warmly. “Livia, come, accompany me for a stroll. Let your father and Marcellus talk business.” Though taken aback, Alia nodded and agreed. Vivienne looped her arm through hers, guiding her towards a side hall. Her steps were unhurried, her gaze gentle but sharp. Alia couldn’t shake the feeling that this woman was far more complex than she seemed.

I just gave a Vaishu knowing smile and in which return she replied smiling at me. "She will literally kill that girl," Divya replied frowning. "That's correct. She doesn't have a problem that her husband is planning to get married, that too with a guy. What do you guys think about this?" She asked keeping her cool. If they won't answer this question also they are the most dumbest persons in the world. "Maybe she lost interest in him," Varun replied shrugging his shoulders. He is most dumbest person in this group. "He is my only love in next seven lives," My wife's replied made me fall in love with her again.

she added, which made the woman stop for a second. She looked at her with a surprised look on her face before she laughed out loud, enough that it poured through the four corners of the room. "Marvelous, lady," Hiyori said before she crossed her legs. "Truth be told, out of one hundred prestige women from a long generation of prosperity, I am Lord Sasaki's fifth concubine," she explained, which made her surprised beyond words. It was obvious that she had no knowledge about Japan's cultures and traditions, which made her even more baffled.

"So Ameera will become a black and white woman like you?" The goddess nodded. "The Kingsleys built a temple to worship Ameera. Ameera, and all Kingsley women who became Haseki after her, have the strongest powers. They are immortal and cannot be killed, not even by themselves. They have the power to control the heart, blood, bones of every living being in your land. A Haseki is equal to a goddess, higher in rank than the Guardian himself. If something happen to the peace of your land, it is the Haseki duty to bring the justice to victim and the wrongdoers, then they will erease the hatred in the victim heart."

Well, the truth is that Mrs Jones reminds me of my late mum, who was as hard-working as her; that's why I decided to sign a long-term deal with her in the first place, and that's why I also decided to celebrate this partnership with her," Henry said to those who were in attendance. "Now if you all agree with me that Mrs Jones is one of the most hard-working and aspiring women we have in this New York City, please put your hands together as we invite her to the stage," Henry said, and immediately everyone began clapping for Amelia as she made her way to the stage. Getting to the stage, Henry shook Amelia's hand in a welcoming manner before handing her the mic and walking away. Heaving a sigh

I was alone at home. My wife, Queenie Sullivan, had said she had to attend a business function. It was already very late into the night, yet she still hadn't returned. Clutching my stomach, I fought through the pain as I dragged myself to prepare some ginger tea for her. Queenie returned home drunk. She looked upset, as if something were weighing heavily on her. I offered her the ginger tea, but for some reason, she reacted with sudden irritation. She slapped my hand away, sending the cup of ginger tea crashing to the floor. Then, with a cold expression, she kicked me right in the stomach.