Knotted Wife Novels & Stories

On their third anniversary, Lucia opened a drawer and found the same box of condoms she'd bought before the wedding—still sealed. Not like they forgot protection. They just never had anything to protect. Three years, and Jared hadn't touched her once. So that night, she got bold. New lingerie, three glasses of red, and she wrapped her arms around his neck the second he stepped out of the shower. "Babe," she whispered. "Let's—" He shoved her off. "Seriously, Lucia? Have you no shame?" His voice was ice. "If you're that desperate, go hump a stick."

“Huh? Tell me. What the hell do you call what he did? Taking another man’s wife as his. I mean, I didn’t do that. All I did was seize a few packs, and you all cast me out of everything.” He let out a loud laugh. “So what? You have no problem with a man taking another man’s wife, but you have a problem with me seizing a few packs.” “Oh, Kane, you should just shut the hell up. You sound embarrassing enough,” his wife said. He squinted his eyes, definitely still in shock at her new actions. “What did you just say?” “You hurt her, right. Shut the hell up and stop saying things you know nothing about,” another Luna jumped in.

He stood quickly. "Don't get angry." "I am not angry. I'm just asking. You call me wife?" "Yes, you are my only woman. And who's a man's only woman? Is it not the wife?" She rolled her eyes but he knelt one knee beside her and reached her other hand. "A husband could find another woman. A girlfriend, even though he's married." "Well, I always stick to one." He grinned. "Why did you call me wife?" She asked again. "Find it out." He pointed to the locket and she frowned at her. She looked at it as if there was something that clings inside. She already had an idea of what it was.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

She was small, energetic, and carried herself with the unmistakable confidence of someone who had earned the right to ignore her age. “There you are.” She embraced Elena warmly before stepping back. “I was beginning to think those important meetings had stolen you.” “They tried.” Elena laughed. “But I escaped.” Only then did the older woman notice Adrian. Her eyes narrowed with theatrical suspicion. “And who is this handsome stranger?” Elena looked momentarily uncertain. “This is my husband…” She paused almost imperceptibly before finishing. “…Adrian.” The hesitation lasted less than a second. It still reached him. Mrs. Alvarez welcomed them inside without another question.

Evelyn sat on the edge of the bed. “You've called me three times in twenty minutes.” “I had a reason.” “What happened?” There was a pause. Then the woman on the other end spoke. “I'm coming home in a few days.” Evelyn sat up. “What?” “You heard me. I'll be back in a few days.” “You said you weren't coming back yet.” “I changed my mind.” Evelyn stood. “Why?” The woman's voice became serious. “Because I just heard Damien Schrett is getting married.”

Disoriented by the scene that has just played out before me, and still in so much pain from Soren’s iron fingers, I try to pry my wrist free, and he yanks me roughly to his side. Then he adds in a cynical voice; “And you, have you ever tried to resist the urge to follow your stepsister everywhere?” Shock seizes my being as my brain transmits his words. I whirl at the same time to find who my husband was referring to. Knight… standing there with his hands jammed in his pockets, his eyes a dark storm of brown. “Let her go, Soren,” he says in a cold, menacing voice. Soren scoffs. “You don't tell me what to do with my wife.” He moves and yanks me with him, and just then, I feel a very lightning

I say moving closer to him and Jareth backs away as if he is in danger. "I don't want you to feel obligated to..." "We're married, Jareth. Getting pregnant is a normal thing and if it doesn't happen, at least I'll have the experience of being knotted by someone" I say shrugging and that seems to disturb Jareth who gathers his strength and walks towards me placing me against the wall. "It's not for someone, it's for your only husband. The only one who will ever have a chance to knot you in your entire life" Jareth says showing his territoriality.

"We cannot annul the wedding right now, we have to give it some time." "The bitch has us trapped." Mrs Gage erupted. Knox stared at Astrid for a tense-filled second. "You wanted to be her so badly that you wore her dress and signed her name," Knox said, stopping his pacing and approaching her like a predator. "Fine. You’re my wife. But you don't get the life she was going to have. You’re going to help me find her, and until then, you will play this part so perfectly that even God is fooled."

Yes. The two of them were confused by each other's response. No, everyone in the room was confused. Horan coughed and changed the topics. "Ahem, can you tell us your name?" The woman said nothing. She looked confused. "You can't tell who I am?" Horan inhaled deeply. "Yes, I can't tell who you are. So, please tell us your name." "That's impossible..." she mumbled to herself. Then, she looked at him questioningly, "But, you know me so well. I mean, I am Jennet Lockhart, Hue's wife!"