My Three Yandere Wives Novels & Stories

JUAN's POV In unison, Hade and I said, "Mate," as we eyed the girl on the swings. "What the actual fuck, Luise?” I questioned Luise, "What about Hade?!" virtually shouting the question in my brain. "You have more than one mate. Get over it," Luise said casually, practically salivating over the girl. Put an end to it! Two friends? What the f*ck, man! "I'd like it if you could approach her and talk, Juan. Have a minute to chat?"

As nightfall approached, I anxiously fiddled with my dress, waiting for Marc to enter the room as he had promised. Earlier, there had been a heated argument among his wives, with Jade, the third wife, who claimed that she was told she would be the last. Blair, on the other hand, couldn't bear the thought of sharing her husband with another woman more beautiful than her and demanded that I be kicked out. Rona simply insisted that Marc sends me packing without offering a reason. As a maid led me to the bedroom, I already knew that my time here would not be easy. Never in my twenty years of existence did I imagine that I would end up marrying a man with three wives and becoming the fourth.

They looked like they were carved from the same mold. Triplets. Perfectly identical, yet each radiated a different kind of danger. “Alpha Kaelrix. Alpha Candice. Alpha Versus,” the man beside me announced. “She’s here, your mate, Elinra.” Silence fell so heavy that I could barely breathe. Three sets of eyes fixed on me. My heart hammered in my chest. “She’s even prettier than her twin,” the white-haired one said finally, his voice low and raspy. The one with the white hair chuckled. “What’s your name?”

Wendy said with an eye roll before going out of the house and raising her hands high. “You would not believe how good it felt to say that!” Wendy said and looked at Natalia’s car before screaming. “Your husband does not believe in unnecessary spending, yet he had to get three vehicles and one was specially for you! You don’t even go out, your social life is dependent on Noah’s and nobody comes to visit you except me. You are just living the life, but you’re not even living it right!” Wendy said and kicked the car’s tyre. Natalia shook her head. “Green isn’t a good colour on you, honey. But maybe that’s because it’s your natural tint, and like everything you were born with reeks of poverty an

"I'm sorry to burst your bubble, but he married me. Hi, I'm Lacy Black. Sorry, I meant Lacy Jules. Nice to meet you; also, I'm human." The shock on the men's faces is so evident, and they do nothing to hide it. Why did she have to go and run her mouth? I gave them a small smile to save the situation, but the damage had already been done. "Human? You married a human?" Alpha Kaiden gushes out. He smiles sweetly at Lacy and takes her hand, shaking it. Unlike him, the other two looked at us with disgust. Stupid geezers. They were accustomed to archaic traditions that required either marrying one's mate or marrying another wolf. Since I couldn't find my mate, everybody thought I was going to marr

Romy ducked her head, “I’m a piss poor step mom, and I haven’t even officially been given the job yet.” At the use of the word ‘mom’, Lotte’s mind jumped to the new bit of information that Chris had given her earlier. “If he’s... what you say he is... then who were his other wives? Did Janie like them?” Romy blinked, her expression blank. "Other wives? Lotte, what are you talking about? He was obsessed with your mother. There was no one else." "Wolves take more than one mate, Romy… Up to three!" Lotte informed calmly. The thought of other mothers… and siblings… left the girl hungry for knowledge. "Unless they're an Alpha, then they can have four. It’s how they... It’s how it works."

"I'm carrying my wife; there is nothing to be worried about." After he spoke, he saw Yvette turned her head aside and said impatiently, "Who is your wife? Wherever you go, you will have another woman with you. This time, you've returned with Yuri and Bonnie. Their powers are so much stronger than mine; they should be your wife." Her tone carried a sense of sadness and jealousy. 'Sh*t! Is she jealous now?' Darryl did not know whether he should laugh or cry, but he explained immediately. "You've misunderstood. Even though Yuri said that I'm her man, I'm not. She is just like Bonnie; they are fairies from the Illusion Virtual World."

Amythest regained her balance and walked over to the window. "How come you didn't tell me about your husband?" In hushed tones, I inquired. She scowled and drew her brows together, as if she didn't understand why I was interested in his husband. She moved away from me and said, "Umm.... he works as a body bulder." I turned around to face her and showed her my biceps once more. Despite the fact that I am not a bodybuilder, I do have abs and biceps. With a thud, she walked into the washroom, rolling her eyes. She shut the door in my face, as though I was invading her personal space. I slapped my face in humiliation and attempted to inquire about her love life.

The three wives now stood beside their husbands. “Have you both given up already?” quipped Virando quite cynically. “Just stop all of this... Just stop all of this before everything turns out to be too late...” advised Sumico feeling a bit pity on the two helpless people in front of her. “Just return to your West Medicine Land then... We don’t wanna make our hands dirty with your blood...” quipped Hades intensely sarcastically. Out of a sudden, out of the blue, really outside their expectation as well as imagination, Windrich Cannon Bee and Janice Valeria Khoe could still smirk cynically, with their quite relaxed manner, without any worry or anxiety.

Hated that standing this close to him made something deep inside me stir, something restless and unfamiliar, something that hummed beneath my skin like it had been waiting to wake. I refused to name it. Refused to give it power. “Our heart belongs to Amelia.” Not his heart. Ours. The reminder twisted inside me, slow and cruel. Three of them. Three wolves. Three Alphas bound so tightly together that even their emotions blurred into one possessive force. When one felt, the others echoed. When one claimed, the others reinforced it. There was no separation. No space. Just a united front of dominance and certainty. And somehow, impossibly, I was trapped in the center of it.