Naruto's Wife Novels & Stories

I stared blankly at the cracked mirror in front of me while two younger girls pinned white fabric around my body, the wedding dress hung unfinished from my shoulders like a ghost waiting to swallow me whole. “I’m trying,” I whispered. Mother Ruth sighed heavily. “A wife cannot enter marriage looking weak, especially not the Master’s wife.” The words made my stomach twist so violently I nearly became sick, the Master’s wife, even after two months, hearing it still didn’t feel real, that was a lie, It felt real every second, that was the problem, every morning I woke hoping it had been a nightmare, only for reality to crush me again the moment I opened my eyes, the Master had chosen me out of

Hana said. "Introducing his wife? He's married?" Ayudia asked, surprised by this news. Hana just nodded, confirming everything. "Yes, everyone is talking about Prawira's wife. They said she will be the one holding Hartanto's shares," Hana said. "Damn, why is he married? Where is his wife?" Ayudia asked. "I don't know, the media is also wondering, no one knows about his wife," Hana explained. Ayudia clenched her fists, "Damn. We missed the start again," Ayudia cursed in annoyance.

"He even feels sorry for me all the time, saying my parents favored sons over daughters and that I suffered because of it. He turns a blind eye to me supporting my 'brother.' What an idiot!” "Why wouldn't I take advantage of a guy like this? His money is there for me and my son to spend!" I stared at my phone screen, my fingers trembling uncontrollably. Vivienne Carter was my wife. For five years, she constantly cried in front of me, saying she was neglected by her parents since childhood and forced to drop out of school to support her brother's education. Every single word oozed self-pity.

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

“It wasn't me_” “Myra, stop!” Lira yelled in my mind at once, stopping me from making a grave mistake. I shut my eyes briefly and opened it slowly. “Nothing to do with me?” I stepped closer, glaring up at him, although not angry at him. “I am your wife. I am the Luna of this pack. And you’re telling me that you taking another woman as your wife has nothing to do with me?” I winced internally, why did it sound so….. right?

“Is that what’s making my beautiful wife so gloomy this early in the morning? I’m not sure?” The beautiful woman giggled, as if her lie had been caught by her handsome husband. “That’s one of the things I was thinking about. For the rest, I think you know what it is?” Laura said, causing William to look at his wife’s face in confusion. Laura sighed, straightening the tie already tied on her husband’s shirt. The woman then looked at her husband with a sweet smile on her lips.

Even if it was only through whispers and rumors rather than an official ruling, there was at last something more like justice being delivered. From close to the stove, a more reserved girl raised her voice just above a whisper. However, doesn't Ronan already have a partner? "A female partner?" That nearly made me giggle. "Oh, he has a partner," I answered, letting my voice carry just enough disdain. If only they understood half of it. "A stunning Luna who plays the role of the ideal wife and resides in his home. However, having a wife doesn't prevent a man from pursuing his desires, does it? Some people aren't meant to be devoted to a single person.

To tell the truth, this is a very lengthy tale. "Seems like I can finally have that dance, Mr. Monroe." Fucking no! Hell fucking no! I didn’t do anything more than just stand there and give Hinata a look that said, "Don’t you fucking get the message," and then I walked away. I found myself walking toward Mr. Suzuki, the man who fucking needed to call his children into order. My wife is the target of one of them, while I am the target of the other.

"There is no fate between us. Maybe we will meet a few years earlier, and it may be a different ending. But I can't let my wife down." "She is very good and loves me very much. She is very loyal to me." "I don't want it!" Miyamoto Meihe cried and her big tears fell from her eyes. I pitied her. "I don't mind... I just like you. Why don't you help me?" Yang Xiao sighed and said, "But I don't mind handing over my body and mind to my wife. It's not a good thing for you to be so persistent. Instead, it will hurt you."

- Of course my wife Riley. - Your wife sir? he asked with a strange voice. - Yes my wife, she is working at the company and she is a low-position screenwriter and no we are not allowed to help her in any way. Riley heard him and her eyes were sparkling and she could see that he really listened to her and respected her decisions. - Of course sir. Jack responded. - Thank you, Jack. Riley grabbed his wheelchair and went toward the exit. They sat in the car and at that moment he decided to kiss her.