Novel & Cerita Satan's Wife

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

I asked dryly, though there was no real anger in my voice. She only laughed louder, clearly entertained. “Oh, come on! I still can’t believe you’re officially divorced now,” Satana said as she leaned closer, lowering her voice slightly. “The underground went crazy.” I continued walking through the wide, elegant hallways, my footsteps echoing softly against the polished floors. “Why would it?” I asked calmly. “I’m not someone important to anyone there.” “Well, you were,” Satana corrected without hesitation. “When you were his wife.”

Unable to stay mad at his wife but refusing to give her the satisfaction of getting ahead of him again, Tynan pretended to be inconsolable. From above the heavens, the creator of the G-phone's mysterious system smirked and stretched her hand out. "Pay up!" the Goddess of the Red Thread smirked. Love wasn't dead and she could prove it. The other Gods clicked their tongues in discontent but couldn't argue with it. The goddess won the bet fair and square. It didn't matter if they tempted the couple with money, prestige or other desires, Tynan walked away from every single one of them. It didn't matter if they removed Laura's memories, she still found her way back to him. Their love was genuine

Linda retorted. Just as I finished speaking, my phone rang at the worst possible moment. I answered on instinct, and a professional female voice came through the receiver. "Hello, Mr. Colt. This is your bank calling. "After verification, your bank account has been frozen by your spouse, Ms. Linda Weber, due to irregular transactions." My mind blanked out, and the phone nearly slipped from my hand. Linda looked at me, triumphant. "So? You think you can still pay?"

"It names you. As secondary guardian. After Jonah." I said nothing for a moment. Something in my chest moved in a way I didn't have a word for immediately. She was naming me. She had decided, without me asking, that I was someone who should be in that document. "You don't have to….." "I know I don't have to," she said. "I want to. She's yours too, Elias. She always was." Her voice was very even when she said it, like she had rehearsed the steadiness. "So. Saturday."

She cackles evilly as she slowly raises her head smirking as she stares at me—here comes the big part “What is your name, demon” “I am the first wife of Adam, the mother of demons, Lilith” ****** Raise your hand if you saw that coming. That’s the end of today’s confession. Sister Alexandra is so damn hot and now she got possessed by a demon who lives off on seducing men and Angels; this is not gonna be easy but let’s see how it goes Until next time. Goodbye for now

"Where the hell have you been, huh? Lucifer? Raven started, causing Lucifer to raise a brow. "Lilith, your demon wife, made me had sex with her super manipulation skill. It would have been you, but she bounced it on me. Don't tell me you planned this?" Raven yelled at Lucifer and the man's face was turned downwards even when he was puzzled with the statement he uttered. He returned his gaze to Raven. "My only wife is 'Angelica' and mind you, I was never married. Where the hell did you get the rumor from?" Lucifer knitted his brow as he asked Raven. Raven was about to range out again when he caught sight of a beauty on Lucifer's bed.

I followed my eyes to the area she was pointing at. "Lilith. The first wife of Adam, mother of all demons and the third in line to the throne of abyss " It's settled, Faynelle is loosing her mind. But I'm not going to tell her that. She paused to look at me then at Ming then back at me.

Squabble all you want, but I won’t care, I told myself. “Go back! We don’t care about you! You’re no mother!” Arnie yelled from the door. “We’re not done! You filthy squatter! Remember this, Sophia! You’re his wife! I’m still the woman he loves! Only me!” Sabrina screamed from outside. “So what, mistress?? Even if you come back forever, I don’t care!!! You deserve to be a mistress! Haay, crazy!” I looked at Arnie. He came closer. “Don’t mind that fool. The important thing… the baby is with you, not her.” I smiled at his words.

A slow, condescending smile curved her lips as she looked down at me, her eyes dripping with sheer contempt. "You really believe you're playing the devoted mother now, don't you, Abigail?" Vienna purred, her voice dropping into a dangerous, weaponized whisper. "It’s tragic, really. You wake up with a blank brain, put on a sweet little smile, and pretend the last ten years never happened." "I am her mother," I declared fiercely, holding my ground. "And I am Liam's wife." Vienna let out a sharp, mocking laugh that echoed off the high ceilings. "Wife? You are a temporary glitch in the system, Abigail. A broken woman living on borrowed time. You need to step back and stay away from Liam before y