Regulus Wives Novels & Stories

She pointed to Charlie’s mother and said, “Over there, that’s Riley Eros. She is Charles’ Eros’ daughter. She married Adrian King, and that’s how their families became even more influential!” “Luke, you have some explaining to do. Didn’t you know your ex-girlfriend?” Lester Sullivan scolded. “Wait.” The lady at their table said, chuckling. “We heard everything from earlier.” “From her!” Pointing to Regina and back to Luke, the blue-dressed woman said, “So you chose this one? Over Adrian King’s daughter?” They laughed at Luke, and he understood why. Luke felt Regina’s burning gaze, but he did not care. He looked down at his plate, regret filling his heart.

I guessed she had hung up the phone because he just stared at the screen. He was silent for a while; then he faced Maryam, "why is your family being wicked? My daughter cannot be a concubine." He said angrily. "Actually, that is exactly what she is. Second wives are regarded as concubines; if there is a third, the third would be regarded as a mistress. You can only have a second wife as a commoner, but Royals only have one wife, and that is the first. Unless Adam divorces his current wife, Laila will be regarded as a concubine. She cannot be queen. Her son can only be king if the first wife is unable to bear a son. It is our law. I thought you knew."

"Hmm… Sure. Let's see, in chronological order. My first wife's name is Selena, you already met her, of course, and she is a magical researcher. My second wife's name is Serafall, and she is in charge of Foreign Affairs in her country of origin. My third wife's name is Calypso, she is Greek and has a company that cultivates rare plants. My fourth wife's name is Joan, she is French and takes care of the security of our family business. My fifth wife's name is Leona, she is Italian and is a polymath researcher. My sixth wife's name is Musashi, she is Japanese and helps Joan with the security of our family business. And my seventh wife's name is Ching, she is Chinese and has a transport company.

Megan was taken aback by that question and immediately clarified, "I'm Megan. Severin is my brother-in-law. This is my mother, Felicia. My sister, Diane, is his first wife. Miss Sheila here is his second wife." Elsa looked at Lillie and Wendy with a strange expression and frowned, "And what about these two? Aren't they my master's wives too? They're so young and beautiful. Does my master only have two wives?" Severin cleared his throat awkwardly. "Ahem. Two is enough." "They're our family's bodyguards, but they're strong and they have high attainment. Wendy here is also the granddaughter of Mister Horace Newman, one of the war gods," Megan introduced with a smile.

Howard roared again. Regina finally had enough. She gave Howard a sidelong look and reprimanded, "What's the point of shouting about it when it's already happened?" Howard's eyes widened many times, but he didn't refute Regina. Regina returned her focus to Astrid, saying, "You should know the type of family we are. When it comes down to it, Lucius is the one running Imperial Enterprises. He is the future heir, and his every step is watched. We don't oppose his marriage, but where does that leave his reputation with your family's tendency to cause trouble?"

she said. "I will be Mauvi's wife when he becomes a member of the Trinity!" Regina, who is only Mauvi's age, uttered unhesitatingly. It even fixed the messy bangs in front of the boy, making him cute. "I am Mauvi's wife!" exclaimed Martha, Regina's apparent rival to Mauvi. Her black hair reached her shoulders, and she resembled a porcelain doll. The deadlocks chuckled. The young people's candid conversation was like a breath of fresh, relaxing air. We, the deadlocks, were like family; there was love but also an unavoidable rivalry.

"You will do nicely tonight." The older woman in red next to him rolled her eyes and huffed in jealousy. As the eldest Goblet Wife. She was then treated as a queen, despite not ever gaining that title. The others were just common blood packets only for the king to be served. Sometimes his disciples can have them for the night. She was nothing but blood a prostitute. Red maidens to the children of the night. An Omega no more to serve her Alpha. She is madly committed to being by Jagger's side - even if more Omegas are being discovered every year or so. Even now she's birthed two of Jagger's offspring. The other girls may have not birthed their own yet - since the King's heat had shifted elsew

"Very few people know her name, and I'm not about to reveal it. I can only tell you she rarely appears and is not in Gabo Creek." Andrew sighed. Getting information out of this woman was impossible. "I know a little about Reginald. I don't know where he is now, but I did hear he married into a minor royal family in Vestra." Luna froze. "Married into Vestra royalty?" Andrew nodded. "That's right. From what I heard, he married into his family. Apparently, they wanted his bloodline." Luna's lips twitched, and without another word, she turned and walked off. She did not even bother to say goodbye before driving away.

As nightfall approached, I anxiously fiddled with my dress, waiting for Marc to enter the room as he had promised. Earlier, there had been a heated argument among his wives, with Jade, the third wife, who claimed that she was told she would be the last. Blair, on the other hand, couldn't bear the thought of sharing her husband with another woman more beautiful than her and demanded that I be kicked out. Rona simply insisted that Marc sends me packing without offering a reason. As a maid led me to the bedroom, I already knew that my time here would not be easy. Never in my twenty years of existence did I imagine that I would end up marrying a man with three wives and becoming the fourth.

He keeps her close, hand clamped on her waist. The whispers start immediately. “That’s Isabella Vitale, Regal’s wife. She’s beautiful.” My stomach sours. Inside, the hall glitters with chandeliers, polished floors, and perfumed air. Nobles and allies gather in small knots, their eyes snapping to Regal the moment he enters. He loves it. He feeds on it. He raises Isabella’s hand to his lips and kisses her knuckles. “My wife,” he announces loudly, so everyone can hear. “Isn’t she perfect?”