Seven Wives Book Novels & Stories

"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.

"You may think you know what love is, Anna. But you have no idea what it takes to lead a pack like mine. You have no idea what sacrifices need to be made. So don't presume to judge me.” “Donovan—” “Shut up, Anna. I don’t want to hear your words anymore,” He sat up in his regal king chair. I gritted my teeth as Donovan introduced me to his four wives: auburn-haired Amber, willowy Jade, petite Lily, and curvaceous Sapphire. They were all stunning, but I could see the fear in their eyes. It was clear they were only with Donovan because they had no other choice. I couldn't help but feel sorry for them.

"That doesn't change a thing! I want this car, and nothing will stop me from using it! If you insist on not giving me the keys, I will go and report you to Darien! You know he will always support me!" "And you think I care? What are you waiting for? Go ahead and see if he would say a word to you! You should ask him properly if he hasn't told you that he wasn't the one who bought this car for me! I'm not on your level, Sandra. Did you see that red one over there? It's also mine, but I can let you have it since you've never entered one since you got married to your wretched husband! You know I understand you perfectly. For someone who's been married seven good times and none of them worked out

My smile slipped when I saw him—just for a breath. "Four years back, I thought my only job was being a good wife," I said, voice steady. "But life showed me marriage isn't what defines a woman." My eyes found my daughter. Memories of every rough night hit me all at once. "From earning ten bucks a column to standing here with a Nobel Prize—it was brutal. But it taught me freedom and dignity are worth more than anything. "Thank you, Isabella. You gave me the guts to rewrite my story."

“Who am I? Who was I? Why does everyone treat me like, like two people?” He closed the book he’d been reading and looked at her with unbearable patience. “You’re my wife.” Her chest tightened. “Which one?” He stood, walked to her slowly, like a predator approaching prey. “Does it matter?” His voice was low, hypnotic. “Olivia. Jessica. You’re mine either way.” Her knees weakened. “Stop twisting me,” she whispered. “I’m not twisting you.” He brushed his fingers down her arm. “I’m reminding you who you belong to.”

“You should know something about my home, Violet. Wolves-Heaven isn’t kind to outsiders. Especially new wives.” Her eyes flicked toward me, wary. “Don’t act like you care.” A smirk curved my lips. “Of course I don’t,” I said. “But you should know… I already have three wives.” The color drained from her face, though she masked it quickly, turning away. “They’re beautiful,” I added lightly. “But vicious. I doubt you’ll last two months before they tear you apart.” Her voice came out soft, trembling. “Then why bring me there?” she asked, still staring out the window.

If society branded me a cheater, people would grandstand and freeze me out of business. Their ploy would not succeed. I watched Sylvia and Jacques' melodramatic performance with a calm smirk. "Is that all you have to prove I cheated? Seriously? You think that's enough to force me to pay you compensation so you and Jacques can take the money and live happily ever after?" Sylvia glowered and blustered. "Your affair is a fact, Richard! I'm the only one with the right to end our engagement. "I've had it with your abusive mood swings. I love Jaxie because he's the only one who protects me."