Satan's Wife Novels & Stories

He roars and Natalia flinches with a whimper. “I am sorry.” Natalie says, inching further away from Noah as he, in turn, makes his way even closer to her. “And that cannot change anything, can it?” He asks with a cruel smile. “I cannot come back home to peace and quiet. It’s always you, you disobedient wife. It either you never know what to do, or you never know how to do things properly.” Noah shakes his head as he says so. “I thought you could be the perfect woman. The model wife. I am only trying to shape you into a better home keeper, but here you are, you ungrateful woman...” Noah continues to speak and Natalia is frightened by his tone of voice.

', she wailed, beseeching her devil husband through her helpless, teary eyes but that didn't had any considerable effect on his desperate insatiable hunger for retribution and the emotionless satan caged within him. 'Don't what, baby? I'm just helping you to liberate yourself from the sin you've committed, last night', he husked, sniffing the evident fear rising in her soft brown orbs. She vaguely shook her head, subtly denying from the fact that it was anything but a sin. Is running away from a vile tormentor, a grave crime? No, not in her definition of sinlessless and insane cruelty.

I stared at the lady in a stunning blue dress and glass stilettos. She slowly took off the shades she had on, revealing her piercing brown eyes, and my heart stopped. Vivian’s expression mirrored mine as her eyes bulged out in shock. She gasped audibly beside me. “Ms. Ophelia… THE CEO of Westbrook Limited.” Her assistant ushered behind her. My jaw dropped involuntarily. Standing before me, looking more elegant and poised than I ever imagined, was my ex-wife—Ophelia.

She was everything he didn't want his wife to be like. But who could defy when their souls were bound by threads of fate. She was insecure And he fueled it further She considered herself inferior to him And he used every chance to make it a belief. She had a beautiful delicate golden heart And he made sure to taint it black and crush it under his Gucci shoes. She was his not so beautiful wife And he made sure that nothing left of her could be ever considered beautiful. "I will taint every damn fibre of your body my dear Elle...every bit of it till you beg me to divorce you"

Donna said. Richard turned and walked away angrily. Donna sighed. It's not like she's trying to help Richard or gives a damn about him, she was only using him to frustrate Katherine and make the god of war not pick any interest in her. She hasn't been able to know what type of relationship subsists between Katherine and the god of war but as long as the god of war knows that Katherine already has three kids for another man, there was no way he would allow anything intimate to happen between the both of them.

"Then who's your boss? I want to talk to them." Cole gave a crooked smile. "Can't do that. But Mr. Dawson, haven't you already met her?" Jared froze. "When?" Unis had been his top client for years. He'd only met a few project leads—never the real owner. Even Cole was a recent face. Cole's smirk sharpened. "Still not getting it? The CEO of Unis... is your soon-to-be ex-wife. Lucia." Silence. Alice laughed first. "Come on, Mr. Carter. Lucia? That broke nobody? She grew up on the streets. No way she owns anything, let alone a company."

His love for his wife is evident in the way he cherishes and values her, making her feel secure and appreciated. Lola, with her nurturing nature and radiant smile, was the heart of their home. She brought warmth and tenderness to every interaction, creating an environment where love could flourish. Her love for her husband is evident in the way she cares for him, always finding small ways to show her affection and support.

Not from delight, only from the irony of fate. She had gambled her own body on a forbidden ritual just to reclaim a position. And she had done it all wrong—using a fabricated pregnancy that could never survive vampire blood, without the natural bond that a true half-blood required. All that blood had done was begin turning her into a ghoul bound to Ryan's will—never his vampire bride. And Ryan. So proud, so certain when he called that child his heir. What would his face look like, the day he found out?

Elena hated him a little for that. She hated herself more for not walking away. Adrian opened the contract, turning it toward her. “Twelve months. You appear publicly as my wife. You move into my home. You attend events when necessary. You don’t ask questions about my family, my past, or my private business.” “And in return?” “I clear your debts tonight. Your mother is moved to a private specialist by morning. At the end of the year, you receive two million pounds.” The diner seemed to tilt.

Bell said excitedly making me happy. We gathered together as we stood up in the stage where we saw Sen, a female dark fae married to my cousin came to predict the gender. "It's a girl!" She announced making me rejoice and Bell give I can't believe I lost face. We all celebrated the occasion and I was glad that I was going to have a cute little girl that I hoped won't be too much trouble like her mother. Just as the deal, we agreed to call her Satanika.