Re: Zero Regulus Wives Novels & Stories

"You stole my life! You stole my sister! But you will not take my daughter!" My father laughed, blood dripping from his mouth. "You're too late, Subject Zero. The transformation is permanent. Even if you kill me, she stays like that." Above us, the giant Elle let out a roar of pain. The red light from the crystal was burning her. She grabbed the edges of the hole in the ceiling and began to pull. She wasn't just standing there anymore. She was trying to climb out. She was going to step on the city. She was going to crush thousands of people because she didn't know her own strength.

The person in that video is ZEATH LUPIN. Anyone who wants to contradict me should provide proof that it isn’t the billionaire titan of Country Zee. If you have no clue then keep your bloody worm-cuddled mouths shut! Don’t go about proclaiming what you don’t know for clout because now this same thing have been used against Mellow to end her young life for a law that wasn’t even supposed to be. Have sex after three years into a marriage? Who the fuck ordained that? Even the bible didn’t. Who are you to tell two damn adults what they should do and not do??

Expression calm. Because the second they smelled weakness, they tore into it. So I gave them nothing. We turned down another hallway before reaching the fabric department. Just as I lifted my hand toward the door, a voice drifted through from inside. “Who would’ve thought she and Dominic Kings were actually married?” My hand stopped. Silence followed briefly before another voice answered. “I heard she was living in New York before she came to London after finding her real family.” “Yes, I saw that on TikTok,” another woman added quickly. “Apparently her son is—”

Orana’s Point of View Women began walking toward the stage one by one while the crowd applauded. A lot of the women were about my age, but I only paid attention when it was Carla, Lauren, and Marissa, who, surprisingly, is pregnant, but men still bid on her. Carla went first, and it was about a million. Then Lauren, who was over two million, and I couldn’t help but blink. Men were willing to spend so much for a date with a woman. Didn’t they have anything better to do with their money?

she said, taking one of his arms and holding him close to her side, her breast pressed against his arm as she led him into the apartment and through the doorway to the sitting room where he froze as he saw his wife on the divan on top of a black man, his cock in her mouth, cum running down her chin as her wide-open eyes saw him. At the same time, Celia had activated the TV and the sorority initiation video began to run. Reginald's eyes almost bugged out of his head when he saw it, his head swiveling back and forth as he tried to see the video and also watch as his wife finished sucking Darius off, now clearly seeing that Darius' face was buried in Amy's pussy. "We'll talk later," Celia whisp

“Still if this becomes public it could affect your career, Miss. You just landed that commercial shoot that was incredibly hard to get.” I clicked my tongue softly and turned to grab a bottle of mineral water. “Willy, listen to me carefully.” I took a slow sip before meeting his eyes again. “If I fall apart.” I shrugged elegantly, “then Liam falls apart too.” Willy blinked. “What do you mean?” “And if Liam falls apart,” I continued, idly turning the bottle in my hand, “that woman falls apart as well. There will be nothing left for her. She lives comfortably only because Liam wants her to. If Liam loses everything, who do you think will stand by her?”

Edward said. "All in. It's going to be a hell of a pot." "Well, since you and Lisa are sharing your news with us, I suppose we should share our news with you," Regina said. "As you all know, my husband is also submissive. I determined I was unable to act as his dominant. He is currently walking up the Pacific Crest Trail with his new dominant, Sarah, from the Memorial Day party. In all likelihood, my marriage is going to end in a divorce. Ron and I agreed since he was serving his new Mistress sexually, I was free to seek the same for myself. Edward and I have been seeing each other since Saturday. We were having discussions with his brother, Rob, today, and they're both moving into my house

“I’m inside her right now… and she’s inside me. I’m never letting her go. I love the person I’ve become with her. Someone you can’t control anymore. That pisses you off, doesn’t it?” Reginald made a sound—half scoff, half growl. “Come home, Zachary. You and Miss Foster have not realized what you set off with Nathan’s death—” “Mrs. Blackwood,” Reese corrected sharply, still fucking me slow. “She’s my wife.” A low chuckle from the speaker. “Mrs. Blackwood,” Reginald repeated with obvious disdain. “There can only be one person fit enough for that title. Your mother embodied elegance and class—”

Regina called out, bringing their short discussion to a halt, "Your father said he can't make it. He is held up at a board meeting " Even as Regina Moore made that excuse for a husband she felt numb, she was used to making excuses for Victor Moore, why he couldn't attend birthdays, and functions in school. She was basically a single mother who was still married. The nights alone in her big bed were now countless, but looking from a distance, Regina Moore lived a flamboyant life. Regina couldn't tell for how long she would be able to keep up appearances, how long she would be able to hide her husband's dirty secrets.

Not just anger—disappointment, which was somehow worse. "Was that Victoria Lang?" His voice was quiet. Sharp. "Matthew, you've been married less than a week." "Father, it's just business—" "I don't care if it's business, pleasure, or bloody national security," Reginald said, not raising his voice but somehow making it fill the room. "You will not take calls from another woman in front of your wife. That's not how men operate." Matthew's jaw did that thing where it clenched. "Yes, sir."