Satan's Wife Novels & Stories

amn wife lesson, the wicked woman who punished me for my father! Why didn't I think of putting her name on my Death List?

Valmont had already erased Camille Hale, but that was fine. Because when I return to Valmont, I will not return as the scandalous ex wife. I will return as his nemesis.

Leviathan asked though he knew the answer. "Edward." "You know my son?" Satan looked surprised. "I know both of your sons." Her answer once again shocked everyone. "What are you?" Mathew smiled hearing this as he knew the answer. Everyone who first encounters his mate would always have this question in mind and all the time, her replies and answers remain constant. "I'm an omega wolf." He couldn't stop grinning as he heard Gwen's standard answer to the specific question. "You're anything than that. You're no ordinary wolf but first let me meet my grandson." Satan walked up and hugged Mathew tight.

"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. "

"Sophia is a surrogate. Artificial insemination. I never slept with her. I never touched her." I looked down at his hand on my arm. Sophia cleared her throat from across the desk. "Oh. You're the Alpha's wife?" She set both hands neatly in her lap. Posed for cameras that weren't there. "I didn't realize he was married. To a human." She said it the way people say things at dinner parties. "Barrett and I have an understanding. I am not here to ruin a marriage, doctor. I am a career woman. I don't want a man. I want a title."

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.”

She shrugged like it was no big deal but the mam only gulped. Not the beauty of the woman, they are more fiery than the ugly ones but he'd marry her million times even if she will send him to jail everyday. That is why even Satan sits by the side whenever a woman decided to unleash her inner beast, he just agreed with the saying now more than ever. You should really not mess with women, if they decide to turn your life into shambles, no one can stop that from happening, not even your destiny. "You downgraded bitch, move away from my husband!" Suhayr finally pounced on the duo, Sa'eed already having seen her approaching and was quick to move away from his first 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?"

Elias and I followed at the natural distance of adults supervising without hovering. "She talks to strangers," I said. "I've tried to address this." "She talked to me." "You're her father." "She didn't know that when she told me her rabbit's full name." "Clover Beatrice Ellison." I shook my head. "I don't know where Beatrice came from." "She has good instincts." He glanced at me sideways. "About people." "Don't make that about me." "I wasn't." But he was almost smiling.