My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires Wiki Mga Nobela at Kwento

The guy named Deter states. “We also found out about the other two women and how special they are and figured if we could get all three that the vampire king would pay well for them. It’s no secret that he wants rare supernatural creatures for his collection. The one whore was just a nice added addition that we didn’t really need.” The other guy Jandau spits out.

It was more established even in this old era, everything screamed of the century. This was the vampire Era. Because this was a place hidden deep in time, buried under the sand. A place Humans were unaware of. A place hidden from the human eyes. King Cassian has three wives and one hundred concubines, some were given as a form of gift while some were chosen by him. He married from the different regions in his kingdom. And now the most fearsome king fell for a trap, even in his icy cold nature, he still fell in the hands of a woman.

“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.

“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.

Destined mates Who could have known what a rejection could lead to. Hatred, fury, desire, longing, betrayal, confusion, love, hate and destruction. Those words describe my life perfectly. One mistake and my life turned upside down. Now I'm running so she can't kill me but she isn't the only one hunting me. From the beginning I had one mate but in the end I have three and they all want me. Poppy, a tribrid; vampire, werewolf and witch. She has three mates, one of each species and one of them is the very last of his kind.

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.