Little Wife Novels & Stories

Drowning in the billows of fragrant blossoms, Little Wells looked lovely and peaceful. She was dispatched here after the decisive rout of Wulfstan troops on the Western front. After the years of blood, mud, screams of the wounded and cursing of the dying, the post of a rural nurse, responsible for the new clinic opening in the village, was as close to paradise as she could imagine. Then Alex, Krasnov’s cousin, came back—half of his right leg missing and his brown hair gray—but alive.

“And you are the greatest dumb in this living world. Little dumb Lily, I asked you to read what spices to use in the veg pulao recipe, not the broad history and definitions of it. Idiot.” She huffed in announce and placed the phone back on the kitchen bar. “Then do it by yourself, I am not going to help you anymore. You are an evil big sister who loves to torture their little siblings.” She frowned crossing her arms on her boobs. Woohoo, did I just say boobs? Yeah, I guess so, because this little brat really has boobs on her chest at the age of thirteen. Not so big boobs but they are big enough compared to the other girls at her age. My little sister is growing so fast and beautiful. I never

The little girl didn't talk much; she only responded with a nod or a shake of her head if she didn't like something. "This child is even quieter than her mother!" said the beautiful woman with a smile, seeing how cute the little girl was. Not long after she fed the little girl, the figure of the Xiao family ancestor appeared with great gentleness. This was not the style of the Xiao ancestor, who was famous for his firm and cruel attitude. When the girl saw the Xiao ancestor, she immediately ran and hugged him happily. "Grandpa, a present!" said the girl with an expression full of hope that she would get a present from the Xiao ancestor.

That was new. After the painfully prolonged prayer, I heard a chorus of ‘amen’ and I murmured out one too like I had been paying attention. Noise filled the room again. Children crying anytime their parents attempted to wipe off crumbs from their mouths. Brendon’s baby cousin refused to get off his lap, and another one did not want to get out from underneath the table. If I had been their mothers, I certainly would have been a little mortified at their behaviour. But I was just an innocent bystander and could find a little humour in the whole ruckus. It was downright entertaining, even if nobody else agreed with me.

" The little girl screamed sitting up. Before he could say or comprehends anything. She nudged him again to make a wish as the shooting stars flashed the second. "Dear shooting stars, I wish that I will be together forever with Linda. As my soulmate and wife." His words made the little girl look at him with eyes wide open. Before she could react, he urged her to make a wish which she made. After some time, they look at the sky again. Looking at the stars to know whether they will see another one but after waiting for some time without getting another glance at it. The little girl turned back and looked at his "Big brother cat!' The young boy turned and crunched his nose at her another ugly n

Tanith sneered those evil creatures from the underworld, always wanting to devour innocent spirit and taint their minds. "It's vesper..a very very wicked and evil fairy, remember her voice. You're the first Queen to disobey her enchantment, she'll remember you...." Madeline nodded how could one forget their enemies, they would remember them even in their dreams. Tanith jumped down and grew a little bit in size, she was no bigger than a six year old child, her small baby face and tiny fangs, who knew what was under that facade. Madeline was still cautious around Tanith and didn't tell her to many things. "Her injuries how did..they heal so quickly.."

she said softly, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. Wayne nodded, his heart pounding in his chest as he pushed the door open. The backyard was a small haven, bathed in the soft light of the morning sun. There, in the centre of the play area, was a small figure crawling around on the soft grass. Wayne’s breath caught in his throat as his eyes locked onto the little girl, her tiny form seeming to radiate life and innocence.

Now, everything felt so fragile, so uncertain. Once they were in the car, he drove slowly towards the park, keeping the conversation light to distract the girl. "What’s your name?" "Lucy," she replied, a shy smile tugging at her lips. "Lucy, huh? That’s a pretty name. You know, I have a niece around your age. Her name’s Sophie." Lucy’s eyes brightened a little. "Really? Does she like ice cream?" Angelo chuckled. "She loves it. What about you?"

After another hug, and a cool nod to Lucille, she left. It was odd how the two of them were like oil and water considering they were actually related by blood. Lilith was Lucille’s aunt but it didn’t stop her lips from pursing in displeasure whenever the younger woman came around. Lucille herself made a face at her aunt’s retreating back, the distaste clearly mutual. Once Lilith was gone, she sauntered over to me. “Hi loverrr. Shall we resume from where we got interrupted the last time? I’ve missed you so desperately.” She all but purred. It was only mildly tempting to take her up on her offer.

What a clever little wench. She couldn't have made it far. Not even half an hour had passed since I'd left her alone in the room. I gazed ahead, scanning the grounds, and as I suspected, the hunter hadn't made it too far. In the far distance, a small figure looking no larger than an ant from where I stood hurried away with desperate determination. She'd only reached the edge of the forest when I caught sight of her. Still, it was impressive that she'd covered that much distance already in her weakened state.