Hunting Wives Novels & Stories

"So when will you consider being truly a family with Mr. Chester?" I cleared my throat, feeling a subtle blush on my ears. Jessica, not sure who she was now relying on, managed to give birth to the child safely. After she recovered from giving birth, the first thing she did was to expose me to the media. My new company was doing well and had gained some local fame, so the news of me "abandoning my wife and child to become a husband who took his wife’s last name" quickly trended. Jessica, holding the child, cried in front of the camera, saying that I brought a strange woman home on the wedding day and left for over a year.

“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

I chuckle before replying, “Just one more thing we have in common." “Why bother with dairy products when you can have the whole cow?” she says as her hand drifts over mine, her wet skin soft and slippery from the hot water. “I’m assuming those are what you hunt if deer are scarce?” The slight catch in her voice makes me shift from relaxed to concerned. “I wanted to talk to you about that.” Now’s the perfect time to clear the air. “Normally when wolves announce a mating, the packs hunt in celebration. In this circumstance, I think it’s best if we do things differently.”

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.

Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy A trace of panic flickered across Krystal’s face. She averted her gaze and held her tongue. Dale Abbot, on the other hand, approached me with two glasses of red wine in hand. He said, “Don’t get upset, sir. Since you can’t give Ms. Markham kids, she borrowed my sperm to produce heirs. No one is taking your place as her husband.” While downing the glass of wine, Dale handed me the other drink and uttered, “I’m counting on you to take good care of my children.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN — The House on Birchwood POV: Elena Voss I drove to Birchwood Drive entirely alone. I told myself I was simply gathering vital diagnostic information. That was the truth. Mostly. The other, much uglier truth was that I needed to see it with my own eyes. I didn't want photographs, deeds, or forensic spreadsheets anymore; I needed to look at the exact physical location where my twenty-year marriage had gone to die.

“A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.” “YOU’RE NOT MY HUSBAND! I’D NEVER—“ His hand instinctively gripped tightly around her delicate throat, exerting an immense amount of pressure that caused her to gasp for air. The intensity of the situation was palpable as her eyes widened in sheer terror, desperately seeking a way to escape his grasp as he pushed her head into the water.

Well, not at first. I focus on getting my job done so that I can focus on preparing for the Hunt. It doesn't start until midnight, but some of us like to get there before and find spots to hide in areas the girls commonly go. It’s a sport, and I’m taking it seriously because the sooner I find Rosie, the better. Stray bullets sometimes find the girls or wild animals like wolves, bears, coyotes, bobcats. There are plenty of things that girls can run into. Not to mention some get injured by accidentally falling off small cliffs, rolling down rocky hills, their ankle meeting a hole or an un-seen root. I don’t think Rosie has much nature or hunting experience. So the sooner I can get to prepping

Hunter ran his fingers through his hair, not caring if his bride found it completely disheveled or not “The sooner we start this ceremony, the sooner it will end.” In silence, still with an expression that would make anyone believe he was about to be sentenced to the gallows, Isabelle made a slight movement with her head towards the two wolves that were guarding the chapel door, but that was enough to make they wrapped their hands around the door handles and began to pull the solid wood doors, gradually revealing the brightness of the sun outside, before Hunter's bride. Now, instead of murmurings and theories about the future, the wolves just held their breath, probably waiting, just like Hu

Grandma Joni said, "Now, Wendy, you do not even know what a Doma is, now do you?" Grandma Joni asked and Natalia started to laugh. "There's the internet. We don't really need to stress to find out about information like that, you know?" Wendy said and took out her phone. "Okay then, look it up, insolent girl." Grandma Joni said, now taking Delilah's hair in sections and plaiting them into long braids. Wendy started to mutter words while going through the internet. "Demon slayer, housing, tech company, Defense of marriage act—"