No Wife No Life Novels & Stories

“My Sis was devastated when she couldn’t become Master Jasmine’s apprentice. Her grief has made her ill. In the werewolf - human world, unfulfilled dreams can have a profound impact on one’s well - being.” Nathan hesitated, a trace of guilt flickering across his face. “She’s the wife of the Hill family, living a life free of worry. She doesn’t need to pursue a career outside. Why grieve over something so trivial? In the werewolf - human family expectations, a wife’s role is often limited.”

“Everyone see’s it. I see it. And I’m over it, Blaze. I don’t want to be here, in this situation, any more than you do. I don’t want to be married or playing the role of some pawn turned into a trophy wife. I’m more than just a business deal now and I’m not just a stranger you have to live with. I am your wife!” “You say that word as if it means something,” he speaks up, arguing that the word was just that; a word. “It holds no power, no true meaning. It’s just a word. And you are just a woman, a stranger I’ve been forced to live with. So, why don’t you stop trying to make everything seem nicer than what it is, and just learn to deal with the plain old, ugly truth? If you’re going to make it

“There is nothing special about my life except that I have an amazing mother and girlfriend. In fact, my girlfriend is pregnant with my child, and I will soon become a father. My mother is a single parent, and I don’t know where my father is, as he has never visited us, not even once. So, I assume he is dead. My mother works two jobs every day from morning to night, so I am used to doing housework to help her. However, my mother did not live long. When I was in high school, my life was chaotic because of several things. Not long after, my mother passed away, and my life became even more chaotic until I finally had nothing, and I changed little by little. And now, I want to be a good man to m

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

Four years of learning how to survive without each other. Suddenly neither knew what to do. Dominic forgot how to breathe because she was there. Not a memory or a dream or a ghost. Real. Standing beneath the floodlights in blue scrubs stained with blood. Hair pulled back. Gloves on. Ready to save lives. His wife. The mother of his son. The woman he had crossed oceans to find. The woman he almost lost forever. She looked beautiful. Not because of her appearance. Because she was exactly who she was meant to be.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Do you think by marrying me you will get limitless money, a luxurious life? "Wife? Like seriously, you are considering your ugly self as my wife? The multimillionaire Sebastian Knight's wife? Then listen you are nothing but a gold digger. How much I wish you had seen your ugly self before considering your worthless self as my wife. Your face isn't worth spat upon, you fucking whore. This marriage is nothing to me. You are nothing to me. You are just a low-class girl. How could you even think that you can be my wife? You won't even fit as my maid. Have you even seen this type of clothes in your entire life?

More than a dozen staff—Martin included—were gone. After a week of nonstop overtime, I crashed on the couch, staring at Naomi. "Sigh... maybe I should hire someone to run this. I'm built for an easy life." She walked over with coffee. "Your call. Do what feels right." I didn't feel right about it. I finished the coffee, gave in, and went back to work. Some time later, I heard about Danny again. No idea where he found some rich woman. He ditched the kids and lived it up for a few months—until she kicked him out, dumped on the street with nothing but clothes.

"Goodbye." Now that that girl was a threat. She has to die. All he needed was proper planning. He knew where she was. He'd just send an assassin after her when he knew enough about her. Too bad you were born with the wrong face. *** Mr Contreras ran his hand through the telephone wondering what he would tell his wife. After the death of their Ema, That girl. had been their redemption. A gift from the river goddess. "Hello." He placed the phone to his ear, praying he had the courage to tell his wife what was happening.

By the end of it I found myself shouting. "Actually I do...My wife is dead. What you have is better than what I had." Noah growled bitterly. "Yes but she wasn't your mate!" I growled, "She was just some girl that you fell in love with! I have it worse! I have the other half of my fucking soul ripped from me!! I am NOT WHOLE!"