My Wife Is A Man Novels & Stories

" Wait!! Well... She is my... Wife. " " WHAT ???? Are you mad?? " " No, but getting there very soon. " " Mohit, I am not in the mood for riddles." " She is Srusti Mohit Paul. My wife already." " How?? When did you get married ?? Why didn't you tell us?? Manu is your best friend, you didn't even tell her. "

"I know alot of you have been wondering who she is and why she has been staying here with us. Well allow me to reintroduce to you all Sofia Moretti, my wife." What!? I turned sharply to look at him. Is this man high on some sh*t or what? I was beyond shocked by what he had just said. What does he intend to achieve by claiming me to be his wife. He definitely must be going crazy cause this was not something any normal human being would do. I looked at the maids and I could see the questioning look in their eyes but none dared to speak up. There were sides talks but that was just about it. Not one soul could come up to say something. Haven't they noticed that I behave nothing like her?

I must have made a sound because the large man's gaze turned to me as he eyed me with an ill-concealed interest, not a sexual interest but more of a strange little being. “And who is this?” he asked as Orel grinned as he replied the man. “My wife.” “What do you mean your wife?” Elison asked his friend who seemed to have returned with a gentle-looking doe for a wife instead of a glorified nag and shrew who is never pleased with anything and cannot keep her mouth shut to save her life. “Have the stress of having such a shrew as betroth gotten to you?”

" Yes I know. I researched him and found that out" "Was that the only thing you found out? His current profile?" "I also found his wife and she's no human either" "Yea, she's a vampire like him", she said looking away. "No she's not", I told her. The woman looked at me confused like I was drunk. "What do you mean by she's not? She has his strength and if you've been watching her , you'll know she's more than a mere human. He would only marry his kind!"She said angrily.

Instead of exposing Wendy, the video of her crying and apologizing became a trending topic. Online users began attacking me. [People always say marrying the wrong person ruins your life. Instead of supporting Professor Lawson’s career, he dragged her down at the most critical moment.] [Some men are just like that. The moment they see their wife getting close to another man, they start imagining things.] [Stealing his research? That’s ridiculous! He’s just a doctor. What could he possibly have that’s worth stealing?] [I actually think Professor Lawson and Felix are a perfect match. I love rooting for unusual couples.]

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.

“You know this isn’t real.” Luna turned to him, her expression unreadable. “This is real, George. Accept it. I’m your wife now.” That word. Wife. It clanged around in his chest like a death knell. It should have been Emily. It was always supposed to be her. But now, he wore a ring that said otherwise. He looked at Luna again truly looked. She was beautiful. Strong. Calculated. But she was not the woman he loved. “What happens now?” he asked, the hollow ache in his chest expanding.

“The person you should be worried about is your wife. Can she handle our mom?” She called me Andro’s wife, and the man liked it very much because he looked at me and smiled.

his father reprimanded. The pain I felt intensified when I heard how he took Juliette's side. “With all due respect, Sir. I am the wife...” I couldn't help but to say. “His wife? Dear, you must have forgotten. Your marriage is only on papers.” Caspian quickly held my hand. He held it so tight that I thought it might leave a bruise. He's so upset, I can tell it.

Continuing to look away, he gets a robe. “Is this something you needed to check off your checklist? Is this how low you think of me and our marriage?” He handed her the robe. “Cover yourself up. Please.” “What are you saying, Nikolai? You said you play husband and wife. Well, here we are. What kind of married couple doesn't sleep with each other?” “The kind that stays married even if one of them wants a divorce. You would be surprised how many married couples don't get to have a happily ever after, Isobelle. We'd simply be another non-significant addition to that statistic.”