My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires Wiki Novels & Stories

“Liam and Thomas who were standing next to each other glanced at each other wondering why Hamilton has Monalisa. They were thinking it would be Felicia. “Listen up everyone,” Hamilton said authoritatively, peering from one corner of the arena to the other as he addressed the rather fearful and curious crowd in front of him. His gaze burned with rage. “I have an announcement to make, standing beside me is Monalisa, the woman I turned into one of my kind, she is going to be the only female vampire in viper city until I decide otherwise and she is going to be known from today as my wife.” Hamilton said and turned his gaze to Chico and Thomas whose gaze was on him.

I yelled at her while punching the wooden wall of her house. Sophia took a quick glance at the cracked wall, then turned her gaze to me. “The three of them are no ordinary babies. Inside the triplets' bodies flows the blood of a true werewolf, vampire, and fairy. In conclusion, the triplets are tribrids,” she said with a worried-looking gaze. “Are you delirious, Sophia? I got pregnant with my ex-mate, who is an Alpha werewolf, so there's no way my triplets will be tribrids!” I laughed a little at her words.

Every goddamned Blood Moon. Some time ago, it had somehow gotten to his Nana's ears, the utterly absurd and completely false notion that vampires could have human mates. That was when she'd started to bring all these girls into his home. One after the other, under the pretext of her needing help around the estate. It made him laugh at the silly idea. He was no shifter. There was no such thing as human mates for his kind. What would be the point of it anyway, seeing as they were also their primary source of nourishment? They could easily kill their own soulmates, provoke themselves an immense amount of grief. It made absolutely no sense whatsoever. He still let her have her way at first, allo

“You should know something about my home, Violet. Wolves-Heaven isn’t kind to outsiders. Especially new wives.” Her eyes flicked toward me, wary. “Don’t act like you care.” A smirk curved my lips. “Of course I don’t,” I said. “But you should know… I already have three wives.” The color drained from her face, though she masked it quickly, turning away. “They’re beautiful,” I added lightly. “But vicious. I doubt you’ll last two months before they tear you apart.” Her voice came out soft, trembling. “Then why bring me there?” she asked, still staring out the window.

All she wanted to was elope to a far country after her mother got better. She had to get married to a man tagged the demon king of tyranny. It was the title he earned for his notorious acts and the mysterious deaths of his previous wives. He always wore a mask and rumor had it that his wives died because they couldn't stand the ugliness of his face. That was the situation Bethany had wrapped Rylie in and there was no way the young girl could get out of it. "I will sign it. Please, let my mother live. I beg you." She knelt and placed her palms together.

I couldn't sleep, I kept thinking of why my mum was horrified that I was mated to three men. I also kept wondering how I would be able to handle them all. Part of me was really afraid and part of me couldn't really believe that all the three gorgeous and powerful men were all mine. Owen, Damien and Rowan, perfect names, perfect everything. I mean, the moon goddess must have taken extra time to create them because they aren’t just cute, they are perfect. What I don't know is their personalities though.

Megan volunteered. “Being a vampire is a privilege and an honor that shouldn’t be taken lightly,” said a stately looking woman who looked to be in her mid-thirties who was seated at Megan’s left. She reminded me of a young Mae West. Finally! A pair of breasts that were bigger than mine! I liked this woman for that fact alone. Vampire be damned. “Not everyone feels that way,” cooed the handsome, charismatic vampire. I could feel my flesh burning beneath his piercing gaze. My pulse beat like a drum in my ear to the point that I almost missed hearing “Mae West” -who I later learned was actually named Mae Ingram- call him Jasper while she berated him for suggesting such a thing.

He kept on shouting Wendy's name on his way out as well. The three of them looked like a real family. I laughed self-deprecatingly. I reached out my soaked hand, touched the cream of the cake, and put some in my mouth. As expected, it was really sweet and delicious. It was a pity that the cake was ruined just like my last birthday in this world. As a tasker, I lived in this world for 30 years. I was married three times and also divorced three times. Wendy was like a curse that caused every single one of my targets to fall in love with her with no exception.

she sighed, feeling sorry for me. "I learned about vampires' existence only yesterday, so it is kind of obvious that I do not know much…" I tried to find an excuse for myself. She smiled, gazing at me with eyes full of fire. "First of all, there are three types of vampires. We call them the nobles, commoners, and degenerates. Nobles are the kinds of vampires who were born this way. They grow up in a way similar to humans, but once they reach adulthood, they age slowly. They can not live forever, but they can live for centuries. They can have children, but pregnancies among vampires are really rare. That is why there are now only five noble families living in the world. The Duke of Calvet is

Kaleen’s next words left unsaid as her eyes fluttered closed. Like a floating object in a tub, Marcus left the room and came in greeting with the bloodied hallway leading to his room. The only living vampires left standing there were the three elder women who brought the Moonflower to cure the king’s bride. The rest healer who failed faced the wrath of the king and had their blood spilled in the hallway. “Bring me the rest of the cure before sundown tomorrow,” Marcus ordered. “Yes, your highness.” the three elderly women answered with bowed heads.