Kristen Stewart Wife の小説・ストーリー

She tried to lunge again, but Kristin grabbed her from behind. "Make sure she doesn’t leave," Stefan said to Griffin before turning to walk away. "You’re a fucking lunatic, Stefan!" Kristin shouted after him. "How do you kidnap your pregnant wife—and your own mother?" But Stefan didn’t respond. He disappeared into the shadows.

****** My forehead creased as I caught the glazed look in Rachel’s eyes. "Killian was an unwanted child by his father," she said, breaking the silence. "Jakob Schmidt was a man of great power, a sadistic man who enjoyed pain on others." She gulped down as she stared outside. "Jakob never loved Kristina, for him she was just a woman his parents arranged for him to marry and birthed a heir. When Killian was born, I was hired as his care taker since Kristina was….sick most of the times." A look of pain flahsed in her eyes, that kind which was far more than physical. “He was a lovely child—kind and sweet.”

"You're disgusting." "I'm realistic." He straightened his tie, trying to regain some composure. "You have twenty-four hours to come home, Krista. After that, I'll make sure you never work in this city again. I have connections everywhere. One phone call, and you're blacklisted from every fashion house in New York." "You can't do that," Sophia said, but we both knew he could. Alex smiled, sensing weakness. "I can do whatever I want. I'm Alex Hayes. And you're just my wife who's having a little breakdown."

, he said "Carefully " Sarah took a step closer, "Michael, she's your wife not just a signature on a contract. You can't keep her in the dark forever. Every day you wait makes it worse,", Her words hit him like a shock"she's not ready,"he murmured. Almost a whisper"she doesn't need to know everything. Not yet ". Sarah shook her head. Not ready? "Michael.... She's already part of this life whether you admit it or not. She's is your wife. The longer you wait the harder it will hit her when she finds out ".

Dad said and she just replied with a thanks, I still don’t know why Jeanne likes Mum more. “Alright let the party continue,” Grandma said. “Party, what party?”Jeanne asked. “Oh your brother got married today so we are having a little party to celebrate the union.” “Brother got married but I didn’t see any news about it,” she said bringing her phone out looking for any news about my wedding. “There was no news about it Jean because I didn’t want the press to know” “Why? Are you ashamed of your wife or isn’t she from a prominent family” she asked and Mum snorted.

I glanced at Alexander, who didn't seem fazed by being recognized. "It's lovely to see you again," the woman continued, her smile widening. "Last year, you came in with that brunette, if I remember correctly. You requested our most revealing pieces. Very exposing, very bold. The sheer collection with the cutouts?" She turned to me, her expression brightening. "Would you like similar pieces for this new lady?" The words hit me like ice water. Alexander's jaw tightened. "She's my wife." The woman's smile froze, her face flushing pink. "Oh. Oh my goodness, I apologize. I didn't realize you were married, Mr. Carter. Congratulations."

"Yes. I told you he’d never look at women like us. Turns out he’s married to Charlotte Briggs. Not like anyone didn’t know those two would end up together anyway." "Charlotte Briggs?" "Yes, it’s everywhere on the internet." Claire dropped the call, and for some reason, her hands were trembling as she typed Alex's name into G****e. The latest news about him popped up, alongside his picture with Charlotte and the big headline: "TURNS OUT ALEXANDER STEELE'S WIFE IS CHARLOTTE BRIGGS."

She shivered in his arms at his raspy whisper at the end. "You're looking beautiful Amelia. But do remember." He pulled back keeping his face extremely near her knocking the air out of her lungs. "Your Amelia Storm. Xander Storm's wife." This stopped her breathing. Because this time he called her his wife instead of Alexander's mother. _______________________________________ Next will be up soon. Do like and give feedback. Also, I am again telling you I write whenever I get free time so kindly don't expect regular updates. Because not every day I get free time.

Kristen asked while staring at me coldly. I felt my eyes tear up as I tried not to directly into those intimidating eyes of his.. “ What do you mean, Kris? This woman is your wife..” Stefan stared at him with a frown but Kristen simply laughed and looked at the three of us like some sort of clowns.. “ What do you mean my wife? I never got married to anyone.. I broke up with Iris last week and I don't remember getting married to that loser..” Kristen said without hesitation and it felt like time had slowed down as we all stared at ourselves in shock..

I whispered, under my breath, "Of course, I wouldn't tell you about it, until you ask me to, do you want me to tell you the kind of woman you are? Your type of woman, huh?" I nodded, "Words, Kristen!" "Yes, Damien, tell me," I.urged and he smiled cycling around me, that mock grin still planted on his face, "Kristen Stewart, age 26 a strong independent woman who was able to help her mother settle in the city after she suffered from constant abuse from her father, she made sure to help her mother get a divorce and did so many types of jobs just to enable her mother to be comfortable. Never Been in a serious relationship, but had a few things here and there. She is ambitious and very money-driv