Polyandry Novels & Stories

She puffed her cheeks and huffed before retorting arrogantly, “What does it matter? I am married. I don't need your explanation.” Maverick’s eyes flickered, yet he responded with two words, “I know.” Suddenly, he asserted calmly, “Willing to do polyandry.” “What?” Valencia's jaw dropped. Polyandry? Is Maverick serious? Is he mad? How could he make such statements casually? Just what was wrong with him? A minute, he… In fact, could it be that Maverick had something going on? What if he did that to protect you… “Valencia, are you pregnant?” Maverick’s hand fell on Valencia’s stomach, and he stroked it so tenderly and lovingly.

“Really? Because you looked like a couple of filthy adulterers to me. You even used your tongue in that video! But you still insist you’re innocent? “If you’re being stalked, call the damn police! You had ‘no choice’ but to make out with a married man? Please, this isn’t an idol drama.” James looked livid. One of his friends hurriedly tried to talk me down. “Come on. Wendy, you and James have been married for ages! Don’t you know what he’s like? He would never mess around under our noses.” I shot back, “Right, because he’s messing around in front of your noses. Are you gonna cover your friend when he cheats and raise his bastard kids?”

He was adamant about one thing when it came to his polycule; they never welcomed someone who kept the lifestyle a secret from their monogamous partner. Obviously, not all polycules have the same rules. But he said that it was basic decency. People should not be expected to be strung along with false promises, and other than abuse, cheating was the worst thing a person could do in a relationship. I couldn’t believe that Fanny, who had been so sweet and thoughtful, who had looked at Cristie with all the love in the world, could lie to her like that. And I knew she was still in love with Cristie because she said so. She said that she wanted to spend a lifetime with Cristie and have children wit

Liam smiles and leans closer- he lets his forearms rest on both sides of my head. Our bellies are touching; I can feel his groin on my lap. My body tenses up. Being his whore, bearing his child, then what? He would take his sharpened claws and slit my neck open on the birthing bed? I would suffer through hell to bear his child only to be sent to the true hell? My mate licks his lips and smirks. "I would never take a rogue into my bed. But you are my mate, so what choice do I have? Children born of fated mates are often stronger...my heir must be strong."

Because the emperor was still young enough to have another round of offspring with her. “None of this makes sense. Supposedly, George’s mother, if this is true, was my father’s fated life partner. How can this woman be?” “There are second change life mates among wolf shifters. We also have triad matings, where there are three equal partners. Two males to one female. Or two females to one male. Usually, the single sex chooses one or the other and rejects the other partner. In recent years, I’ve heard of some accepting of both partners. So, who can tell if that is something that can happen for your people?”

"You can't be serious, Bianca. Are you really asking us to threaten Yuna and make her marry Gerald? You're absolutely insane," Frans exclaimed, shaking his head. "I know it's wrong, Sir. But I have no other choice right now. Because Gerald has informed his parents that I won't be able to get pregnant anymore. And he asked my in-laws to come, as if they both are thankful for my willingness to accept polygamy," Bianca replied.

] [Everyone charge, push our male god up, send this pair of bad mother and son into jail. [Too, too, too... just too shameless, simply ruins people's worldview, raising people, just to make them a tool to earn money for them, is this still a person? This kind of person deserves to be a mother, deserves to be a younger brother, deserves to be an ex-girlfriend, simply three scum.] [Marriage fraud, everyone call the police, for our male god... charge, charge] The livestream froze, too many people came in. Amanda looked at this scene with some surprise, and was also very surprised, Conrad was actually not Conrad's mother's biological son.

Turning his face from his sister's intense glare, his gaze caught mine. There was a softness there, one that I wasn't expecting. And for a moment, our worlds stopped as he added, "If I could live the life I wanted I'd..." "Why are you looking at my wife like that!" Misha growled as he pulled his arm free of Mavis' to stand between us. "Your wife!" Connor barked in response. "Since when was polygamy legal in the state of New York? Didn't you just introduce Mavis as your wife."

Penelope yelled angrily. "Abby! What do you mean by your words?" "I mean, Aunt Phoebe is practicing polyandry," Abigail stated flatly. "And I'm not talking nonsense, Grandma. That's the truth." Abigail glanced at Penelope and Phoebe alternately. "That's not true, right?" Julie looked at Penelope with worried eyes. "Of course, that's impossible. How could a respectable woman like my daughter do such a crazy thing?!" Abigail sneered. "Respectable women don't choose to steal someone else's husband. Being a mistress is one thing, but having two husbands?"

“Is this some sort of a polygamist cult thing, Aislen? I can’t believe that four men would just happily share the woman that they love… It just doesn’t add up to me.” “Oh, gawd mum,” Aislen cringed. “It’s not a fucking cult.” “And it’s polyandry,” Heath exchanged a smirk with a very amused Talen. “When a woman has multiple husbands.” “Though seeing we fuck each other, too, I like the term polycule, don’t you?” Rhett’s grin was pure evil. “A polyfidelity, perhaps,” Talen suggested and put the car into gear. “Shall we?”