My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires Wiki Novels & Stories

My fists were clenched into the bedding, and the room was silent except for my anguished cries and the soft rustle of the bed sheet. Still in tears, I reached out blindly for my phone. My fingers trembled as I typed very fast into the keyboard. Lysander Slade. I was shaking so much when the search results loaded. I just pray it wasn't the same man. 'Three wives married by a man, all die after the wedding night.' ‘For the past five years, he is rumored to have married three wives with each of them passing away after their marriage night. Their deaths are still a mystery to all.’

His hands gripped the sides of the chair as if he was in the middle of getting up before I interrupted him. "I am a werewolf. Something that no human knows about. Harland isn't just my husband, he is my mate. We only get one mate in this lifetime but it seems lately more women have gotten more than one mate. And you are my second mate. Or third. I don't know which. But you are human and I didn't expect anything from you but-" He started laughing. Full belly laughing. Until tears spilled across his cheeks. Ulrich gulped for air. Looked at me right before he started laughing again. Clutched his stomach with his hands. Wiped his cheeks with his shoulders in an awkward movement.

“Then we should be good. Now tell me what happened.” I did, leaving nothing out, from bumping into Missael to Gael befriending me, to discovering our fated mate status and stumbling through actually building a relationship. Thomas listened to it all, even though he made a distressed noise when I brought up the vampires, and who said vampires were. “A vampire lord,” Thomas said faintly. “And mated to not one or two but THREE werewolves. You really are going to give me white hairs before I’m thirty.” “Sorry.”

As for the boss, he really was dealt with, given the punishment he deserved: death by hanging for adopting the Dark Hearts royal triplets. And then, for their unique polyamorous family, everything had turned out more perfect than they ever dreamed. In the beginning, the traditional pack elders had raised countless questions and doubts about one woman sharing three brothers. Debbie was mated to Rex, but she became legally bound to River and Rain as well. She was the Luna of the pack. Even after the passing of the Grand Alpha, nobody objected.

I married a man who loves me like I am his whole world. He cooks for me. He kisses me. He looks at me like I would never lie to him. But I am not who he thinks I am. By day, I am his perfect wife. By night, I hunt the kind of monsters I am supposed to kill. And the worst part is— The Vampire King I have been hunting for ten years… may be sleeping beside me every night. Clara I watched Elias sleep beside me, the rise and fall of his breathing steady in the quiet room. His face was half-buried in the pillow, one arm draped across my waist, his grip tight even in sleep.

I may not like the King but the love the Queen and him had for each other was beautiful to watch. The one question keeps playing over and over in my head. Why would the Goddess mate three of her wolves to three vampires?

It's just that, if that place is already aged because of it being built for years, this coliseum that everyone is at always feels so newly built or to be precise, well maintained. But the size of this place didn't lessen the reason to admire the twin's beauty. Especially the lady who is known for killing demons especially from the recent succubi/incubi incident that really pissed the lady off. She is also known to be the most beautiful woman in this generation which justifies why she became Damian, the current Underworld King's wife. She stands tall and proud with her flowing vermilion red hair that matches her crimson blood eyes. She is a very slim and sexy beauty that does not and will not

They had no idea that the original Rogue King killed her and King Logan killed his grandfather to avenge the death of his mother. I took my black suit from the rack and put it on. I was going to meet my third wife at a restaurant today. I promised to celebrate her birthday with me the whole day. I was about to push the private lift when my phone rang. "Hello, Mariela! I am on my way!" My third wife was the youngest among my five wives, and she was the only child of a high-ranking official in our kingdom. I married her for connections, that's all. She was a bit spoiled but when it came to bed, she was the best. Maybe because she was the youngest and the strongest. She was, in fact, the only w

“Thank you, though.” “Ah, perhaps I should have started with how many husbands you have. I apologize, my Lady.” He replied before offering a wry grin. “I thought you were much too young to have over one.” “I have three, actually. The WereAlpha, Zion, my Harlequin, Silas, and my Dragon Prince, Gunther.” Catherine smiled a little before a sad sigh parted her lips. “And they are extremely overprotective.” “I take it you enjoy your freedom?” Brucie ventured with a sly grin. “You feel as though they clipped your wings?”

Easier said than done. Realism isn’t a friend of vampires, considering everything about us goes against all human beliefs and proven scientific facts. Realism is what Charlie holds so close. For the sake of my sanity, wishes that she were one of those girls fascinated about vampires would make the situation more pleasurable. It would make things easier on the both of us, but she’s anything but easy. In fact, I’m not even sure she’s manageable, seeing as she cut me within thirty minutes of my arrival.