Hunting Wives Novels & Stories

No one would listen to me and I might get punished for defying the Alpha. The hunt is a werewolf tradition where several packs gather in the neutral territory and hunt wild animals. The one who hunts a bigger prey emerges as the winner. I’ve never participated in the hunt because my wolf can’t handle the pressure of several Alphas in one place. That and I would be ridiculed for being the weakest and having a small wolf. I’m better off sitting it out. But it seems my sister has another plan for me.

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

Adrian was behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other squeezing her breast, his face twisted in pleasure. "Fuck," he groaned. "God, I love your tits. So much better than—" "Shut up," Maribel hissed, cutting him off. "Don't wake her." But Adrian kept going, kept squeezing, kept moving, and I watched from the shadows of the balcony as my fiancé fucked my best friend on the couch where we watched movies together. The scene was familiar. Horribly, devastatingly familiar. Like déjà vu, except I knew exactly why. I'd walked in on this before. In my first life, at the estate, the positions were different. The location was different.

Anna’s POV --- Morning By morning— The internet is on fire. --- The Headlines Every news platform. Every business blog. Every gossip account. All repeating the same story. > CONTRACT MARRIAGE EXPOSED CEO’S WIFE “HIRED” FOR IMAGE CONTROL ROMANCE OR CORPORATE FRAUD? And somehow— Reading it the second time hurts more than the first. --- The Mansion The dining room feels unusually tense. Not because of Xavier. Because of me. Because every time my phone vibrates, my chest tightens automatically now.

I ask, stepping slightly to the side so I am no longer hidden behind Caleb's shoulder. The woman lets out a soft, mocking chuckle. "He hasn't told you about me? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Caleb always did like to bury things he couldn't handle." She looks back at Caleb, her expression softening into something desperate. "I'm Nancy, honey. I'm his wife."

“When we made the rule about the town’s children not coming into the forest from ages 11 to 18, it was because more than just the boy was killed. That was just the reason given to the town by Timothy’s grandfather. Sleuth members were not permitted to live in town for the same reason. There was a sleuth that was destroyed because of fated mates who were not permitted to be together yet. If we tell our kids, Godric, nor Osprey, will want to hold themselves back from Scarlett. We will be forced to intervene to keep them apart, causing our son, and his bear, to go crazy.” “Crazy? What do you mean crazy? What happened to the sleuth?” I asked. “One of the female bears was mated to a human in the

"Jason, they humiliated us in front of everyone we know. They announced their marriage at our wedding reception. How is murder too extreme?" Chloe got up and walked to the television in the dining room, then turned it on. The headlines began almost immediately. “Ex-wife of billionaire CEO Jason Hunt marries his uncle: The newly wedded couple had appeared at Jason and Chloe’s wedding to announce their marriage.” Images of Chelley holding the gift she and Dorian brought kept flashing across the screen while the news analyst went on about it. “See? This is exactly what I’ve been saying. It’s better we kill them,” Chloe concluded before returning to her seat.

Zoe was to begin reporting every development to her too. Alexia declared the next night a hunting night. And the next night, the southern pack went hunting. Women were not left out as they joined the male werewolves in the woods, hunting. She was surprised by the strength of the southern pack women, though they claimed not to have hunted before, which she doubted.

The passersby on both sides looked at them with contempt, so many emotional eyes looked at them. “Wife, you see. If it's a lot, then sell it to buy something you like." Henry returned to lead him to the backyard and took out five wild chickens. Ten wild chicken eggs with a big deer. “God, where did you hunt such a big deer. And why would you bring it back so far without feeling heavy?" "It's not heavy, my wife needs nourishment."

Chinedu would suckle from one tit while baby did the other, then fuck her while she held the baby monitor. Cindy's body bounced back even hotter, thicker ass, fuller breasts and she became so insatiable. It was their wedding anniversary and Cindy planned something special. She blindfolded Mark and drove him to an unknown location, a very expensive hotel suite. When the blindfold came off, Mark saw five muscular black men, all hung like horses, including Chinedu. "Happy anniversary, my lovely cuck," Cindy said, already stripping. "Tonight, they all get to use your wife. You're going to serve us stark naked, you fluff them, clean creampies and do whatever they want."