Robb Stark's Wife Novels & Stories

He only watched her helplessly then held her hands. "Stop with your tantrums, Hailey." Rob sighed and said softly. "You have to realize that it is never going to change anything. We are now married and you are my wife—" "Liar!" Hailey used her legs to kick him. "Who is your wife, you maniac? Just leave me alone. I will make sure you never—" "You're not going to do anything." Rob forced her into his embrace. "Just focus on recovering from the poison, okay? After that, you'll keep on taking your drugs and you will forget this pain."

, he said "Carefully " Sarah took a step closer, "Michael, she's your wife not just a signature on a contract. You can't keep her in the dark forever. Every day you wait makes it worse,", Her words hit him like a shock"she's not ready,"he murmured. Almost a whisper"she doesn't need to know everything. Not yet ". Sarah shook her head. Not ready? "Michael.... She's already part of this life whether you admit it or not. She's is your wife. The longer you wait the harder it will hit her when she finds out ".

"The warehouse was the first. He grabbed my throat, squeezed hard enough to choke me but not enough to leave marks. Then he checked a pocket watch and said he had to go see his wife." Roland's arms dropped to his sides. "His wife." "That's what he said. No report in ten years of tracking has ever mentioned a spouse. No intercept, no informant, nothing." His wife. The words still felt wrong in my mouth. Like a fact that didn't belong in the same sentence as fourteen confirmed kills. I watched the word rearrange something behind his eyes. A decade of building a profile on the most dangerous vampire in the world, and a single detail was pulling it apart.

Camila spoke in an annoyed tone, “This is all your fault, Roby! You should have just let Natasya die back then.” “Mom! Don’t say that!” Roby snapped. “Natasya is my wife and Erik’s mother. I don’t want anything bad to happen to her.” “You’re still defending her!” Larisa shot back, jealousy burning inside her as she saw that Roby still seemed to love Natasya. Roby rubbed his face harshly, then stared at the dusty wall. His life used to be filled with comfort. The main house, complete facilities, servants, cars—everything was provided.

His next question followed. She sighed. She wanted this to end already. "Some mistakes are incorrigible. We were having a cold war. On top of that, he thought I had cheated on him." "What was his relationship like with other people?" Robert dropped yet another question. "He had more enemies than friends." "You are the most interesting widow I have ever met." He admitted, not in a good way. "Do you realize that your words are basically pushing the blame to your husband for his death?"

I watch her eyes closed as he tosses her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. She’s been drugged. A knot releases. I never believed she wanted him but this confirms what I knew was true. God this entire situation is messing with my head. Why would I think my wife would prefer that sleezball to me? Daniel looks up at me with a quirk of a smile. I nod at him my lips pressing together. “So this proves he has her but did you get the plate of the new car?” I ask as his shoulders dip. “Jake do you even know how tricky it is to hack into each houses and flats door cam. Ther’re all on different systems and they aren’t focused on the road.” A frown pulls between my brows but before I can answer

I tell her very calmly, as I start to get closer to her, and she starts to back away, bumping her buttocks a little against the bedside table. "I, I, I, sorry, I think you are confused, I am not your mate, my name is Ariana Farrell, and I am only human, I am no wolf, I am not vampire, I am no witch, I am only human," she answers me with a lot of fear, her eyes were full of fear, and her hands were shaking a little restless, her breathing was completely accelerated...