Seven Wives Book Novels & Stories

"The core technology was my development. Elena helped with some administrative tasks in the early days, but the innovative work was mine." Elena stared at her husband as he rewrote their history in real time. Administrative tasks? She had literally written the code that built his empire. "How modest of you, Elena," Catherine said. "It must be satisfying to see your husband's success, even if you prefer to stay behind the scenes now." Elena looked at Catherine, then at Mark's warning expression, then back at Catherine. This was her chance to stay quiet, to be the good wife, to not make waves.

FIRST SEDUCTION Turning Kalvin Straight I slipped back into the house unseen. The time with Brucha had been worth it—he’d handed over the usual thick stack of clean dollars. The image of Dad and Kalvin flashed through my mind again: Brucha staggering, Dad steadying him with that careful, almost tender grip. How does a man ignore beautiful women throwing themselves at him just to cling to another guy? It’s weird. No wonder Dad never remarried. I’d always told myself it was some extreme display of discipline keeping him single.

Kyle continued, his breath warm against her neck. “They choose wives very carefully. Not for love. For bloodlines amd their assets. For what they can bring into the family. Once a woman marries in, she becomes part of the system. But slowly, they isolate her. They make her dependent. They transfer her wealth, her properties, her connections into the family trust. If she becomes too independent, too curious… they break her.” He swallowed hard.

"How many brothers and sisters do you have? I remember you told me you are the only child of your mother. She died after parturition, right?" "Yes, my father had seven wives, two died, and my mother is the first. The first wife has four sons and six daughters. The second have just daughters, and the third has seven daughters—" "Are you fucking with me?!" I exclaimed. I gasped and cupped my mouth. I shouldn't have yelled that. Ann chuckled and smiled. "My house is full. I, however, I'm the most beautiful, sophisticated and powerful. Now I know the source of my powers. Those two are the sons of the fourth wife. The fifth hasn't borne any child yet, she was arrested for attempting to claim my l

Sara said, placing her drink down quite hard. “It’s not unusual for prestigious family heads to have multiple wives and a few concubines on the side, and it’s only on the outside that it would seem that there is only one wife.” Mr. Shuler said, looking around like he had more to hide. “What about you, Blake? How do you feel about what my father here is suggesting___ come to think about it, never mind, I already know what you think; you’re a man after all and have many women around you as it is____You know, if I’m to be your first wife, then I would have to be in control of all your other wives, that doesn’t sound too bad, I’ve been itching to teach that Claire a lessen for treating you like

How he stood up for her made her feel cared for, and she started to wonder if truly, there were some people who treated their wives much more better than her husband did. Natalia used to agree with Noah when he said that women should not talk so much, and not especially when their husband was there to speak for them, as it portrayed terrible manners. She believed him when he said that and started to keep quiet around company when she was with Noah, and often, Noah would use the opportunity to alter some things about her.

Then she roughly pulled out, leaving me coughing and drooling. “My wife is a watcher,” Lucan said from the bench, still stroking his cock, it grew thicker, veins popping as he pumped slowly. “And she likes women.” “She’s a lesbian,” I said, but he shook his head. “A woman pleaser. She likes watching women get fucked. It’s what turns her on. Especially if I’m the one fucking.” He revealed. That’s when my eyes flew to Millie. She’d stripped out of her dress, now in black lingerie that hugged her curves like sin. She exuded power, sexy, but in a dominatrix way, straight out of p**n. She looked like one of those p**n stars who own the room.

What a bl*ody fraud. * She had heard of his wife, the beautiful and sexy, much younger woman he kept away from this place as far as he could, jealously. Hila had researched and found out about the stormy way he had wed her. Hell, she even knew that the man had raped his wife the night before their marriage! But now, he had sired seven children from the very same woman. Hila shook her head in disbelief. That must be one very dumb woman, she thought as she began to pad her chest and her waist to match up to the unconscious woman at her feet.

Her husband was Rufus, a greedy, ruthless king who had an eye for beauty. He had a total of five wives and twenty royal concubines. One would wonder how that was possible since werewolves were destined for just one partner. Her parents had only agreed to the marriage to avert a war with him, as fighting with him was suicidal. She was still contemplating on a way out when she noticed a lovely white boat advancing towards her. On it stood two passengers, each tall and handsome, but only one caught her eyes. He was tall with a well-built body that was perfectly highlighted under his velvet petticoat. His hazel eyes shone like gold bars.

Even pretending began to feel like a burden to him. Instead, he called his assistant and laid down a rule—cold, calculated, almost absurd. A house under my name for every affair. A set of rare jewelry whenever one of his lovers got pregnant. We'd dated for eight years and married for four. Now I had 99 properties under my name and was the owner of 98 sets of jewelry. The other elites' wives envied me. Christian made a good show of him being a generous husband. Unbeknownst to them, this marriage was rotten from the inside.