Roger Rabbit's Wife Name Novels & Stories

she added, “If you keep this up, you will be a big papa that enjoys sleeping on the couch.” I looked at Sable who has a very proud expression of her face from shocking me with that comment. “Well then, I guess we are both going to love the couch then. I will just drag you with me.” She chuckled and shook her head. “You’re impossible.” “We spoke about this before too, little mama.” I said, winking at her. Sable put on her business face again and began speaking, “So, Roger is mated to Daphne, and he wants to spend time with her. More importantly he doesn’t want us to kill her.”

He shrugged, and on gazing at her, a smile twitched on his lips "You look cuter when angry... Like this rabbit I owned when I was little, her name was Ritz." Rosie's heart melted against her will, but she still kept a strong stance. She was not going to turn jelly just because he had compared her to his rabbit. Who even does that? She hardened her face, and peered at him through her nose. "Don't compare me to a fucking rabbit. I'm a human being and a hot looking one at that..."

I asked "You forgot about him already?" "I think so." Don’t blame me if I forgot about him, a lot has happened today, and remembering who Roger is will be the least of things. We approached a handsome man, he is muscular, and his eyes were perfectly shaped in emerald green. He is utterly beautiful. "Hi! You must Ivy." He said How does he know my name, I looked at Jessica who walked closer to him and gave him a quick kiss on his lips "This is Roger, my husband." She said

“Bark out the truth, Roger or your next eye is going to suffer the same way!” “No no!” Roger wailed with the knife plucked into his eye which was flowing blood like a waterfall. The agony was too much for him to suffer. “I will tell you. I will tell you everything I know!” Vladmir chuckled at the answer of his captive. The fucker got scared with that only. “So that was the limit of your toughness. Now be a goodboy and tell me what you know? What does your fucker boss want?” Roger sobbed hard and took a few breaths before stuttering. “Your wife. He wants your wife.”

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.

This was Roger’s mansion! Roger’s eyes became cold, and his voice was filled with displeasure. “Don’t mention that ugly woman. She’s not in this mansion and has gone for a meeting. Even if she returns to the mansion, she can’t do anything to you. Do you hear me?” Despite his anger, surprisingly, Roger coaxed in a gentle voice. Roger raised his hands toward her eyes and endearingly wiped her tears. “Hush. Don’t cry anymore. You are pregnant. You should be happy.”

“I love you, my daughter.” It was in potato country that she found him. “My name is Roger, and you are my mate,” He is very tall, dark skinned and has a deep voice. “My name is Anita,” She smiles. “Come to my pack with me,” Roger takes her hand, and they cross into the pack. “Roger, she is human,” Alpha Kinder reminds him. “She has accepted me,” Roger informs his Alpha. Alpha Kinder nods and lets them pass. “This is such a cute cottage,” Anita smiles, seeing the tiny stone house with shrubs and flowers out front.

Instinctively, I reached out and held Roger tighter as we walked into the grand hall. I could feel eyes on us. Roger didn't let go of me, his hands remained at the small of my back as we entered. I could see some of the guards and other royals staring at Roger and me curiously. A pregnant girl beside him. It must indeed be a story for the gossips in the city. Soon, two men approached Roger, “Congratulations, your wife is indeed beautiful," one of them said and offered Roger a handshake which he took. I was frozen. Did he just agree that I was his wife?

Roger nodded. He wandered along the border with his new found friend, he was a happy young man, been mated since he was twenty and had three pups already and a 4th on the way. Claimed he just couldn't keep his hands off his mate and she was twice as sexy when pregnant. Roger just shook his head and laughed at him. To which he had been told you wait and see, once you find your mate, all you will want to do is bed the hell out of her. Roger couldn't help but like the man and he only talked respectfully about his mate.

“Divorce, no, and after this party, we are going home. We need to talk, kitten, as husband and wife.” The way he mentioned wife caused her to stiffen. Roger didn’t expect it when a shoe leather pressed against his toes. It was more painful than expected. “Ouch, what are you doing?” Did she just stamp his foot? Karen snarled. “I will do worse if you call me kitten one more time.” Roger stared at her. She wasn’t joking. Whatever made her so wild? Karen was never like this before. “Alright, Tigress,” he gave in. Karen lost hope. Was her name too hard for him to pronounce?