My Two Wife Novels & Stories

In their world, the woman always carried the heavier blame. And now, the impossible request hung over her like a stormcloud: Ethan. August’s cousin. His chosen solution. Her heart twisted at the thought. She didn’t want to imagine Ethan’s face, but it forced itself into her mind anyway—his quiet gaze, his steady presence in the family. Ethan was trusted. Reliable. And now, her husband wanted her to cross the one line she had vowed never to break.

"I mean, I'm just a little cold." "Of course, let's go with that." "I don't appreciate the sarcasm in your eyes right now. Please," I cleared my throat. No time for chit chats. "Please, what happened to her?" "Your wife is perfectly fine. In fact, both of them are doing just fine, they just need a little rest." He said, waiting for my reaction. "I don't have two of them? What are you talking about?" I demanded because this wasn't funny anymore.

As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize? "You can't get anyone pregnant, and you've been useless in bed for years. No one wants you unless she's desperate. "So what if I went to Danny? When things go wrong, maybe look at yourself. A guy like you thinks I should've stayed loyal?" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform?

"It's his fault for hogging the position of your legal husband and refusing to step aside! I want him to use my hand-me-down trash and suffer from it. Let's see how long he can hold out!" "Alright, alright. As long as you're happy, babe, you can toy with him however you want." The couple laughed as they walked into the dream home that should've been mine. The door slammed shut with a heavy thud. I stood in the dimly lit stairwell, feeling as though I had plummeted into an ice pit. How dare they? They cheated on me, humiliated me, and plotted against me behind my back! Did they think I couldn't do anything to them?

The fastest one had already yanked open his pants, spreading her legs and forcing himself inside. Sarah cried out in despair. “Rhett! How could you treat me like this?” Rhett simply watched the miserable scene of the husband and wife with a satisfied smile. “You betrayed your husband,” he said calmly. “Why would you think I could still trust you? Even though I don’t remember everything from that dream, I saw one thing: you betrayed me.” Another man had already replaced the first between Sarah’s legs. She struggled and sobbed, but no one paid her any attention.

“That’s what makes it worse.” He rubs the back of his neck. Tired. Torn. Human. “You knew she was part of my past.” “She’s not acting like your past,” I say. “She’s acting like my replacement.” “That’s not fair.” “Neither is loving two women and pretending it only hurts one,” I say quietly. His face tightens. “You’re still my wife,” he says. Not softly. Firmly. Like reminding himself. “For now,” I reply. “Because the contract says so.”

My wife, Ivy York, has an avid suitor named Chester Sullivan, who claims to have transmigrated into a book for her. Even though Ivy has rejected him 99 times, he doggedly continues to pursue her affections. Then, during his 100th attempt, he's severely injured while rescuing her from a traffic accident. He looks at her desperately and pleads, "Ivy, please love me just this once. I really won't survive without your love." She remains expressionless. She just coldly instructs someone to send him to the hospital. "Samson Child is the only person I'll ever love. You're not worthy," she tells him. Later, I get into an accident and end up in critical condition. She kneels at the entrance to

Luciano stood over us white surgeon shirt, left hand left mango 150, right hand right mango 152, possessive over two now double possessive. "My wife is size 20 at 15 weeks 5 days 44 inches with two daughters 150 and 152," he announced to 250 women and T****k 350 million. "She is still crop top. She still $9. She still queen. Twins don't make queen hide. Twins make queen show double. Double mall, double clinic, double queen." He cut two more shirts, size 22 pink with two mangos, one for each clinic. Vanessa no post today. I*******m deleted yesterday black screen "I can't compete with twins." Still deleted today. No photo.

' She said, sighed, and crossed her arms. 'What are you doing here?' She asked me with frustrated looks. 'How could you be so....shameless. Your husband...kicked you out of this house and you're...again here. Wow!' He said and rolled her eyes. 'Shameless.' I scoffed 'Twenty years ago a girl once married an already married man....and kicked his real wife out. Who do you think is shameless in this story? The girl or the wife?' I said.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "