Shared Wives Stories Novels & Stories

"The stories begin the same way." Her voice settled into the rhythm of an old tale. "One unbearably hot afternoon, two witches went into labor. They were sisters of the same coven. Both carried children conceived with human men. When the births were over..." She paused. "...both babies were boys." My mother lowered her cup.

One thing that united them was their unanimous stance against homewreckers, mistresses, gold diggers, and the like. Nothing stayed secret forever. Word must have reached the wives' circle.

"I can't bear another child since I almost died giving birth to Avien. My husband wanted a son and so he got devastated knowing he won't ever have one with me again. He turned cold and distant to me for months. He just returned to his usual self when I discovered hidden riches near the lake while I was crying over the thought of my ruined family. He was beyond delighted knowing we will survive our whole life without him working his ass off again." "But then months later, he became cold and distant again. I didn't want to think ill of him because I love him so much and I trusted him wholeheartedly. I just thought that maybe, he was still devastated over the fact that he will never have a son

Once word got out about the divorce filing, the whole of Sicily's inner circle lit up. The Hartley heir filing for divorce, the Calloway daughter shown the door: that kind of story traveled fast in any world. Within three days it had made the rounds of every dock, every street corner, every card table.

She then said, "Mr. Zane, this short story talks about a husband and wife being separated after marriage. After that, they met up but didn't recognize each other?" If he did not know that she was learning very attentively, Xander would have assumed that she knew something. "Mhm, The story does talk about a husband and wife being separated after marriage. They met again and fell in love." "This man is so unreliable!" Perhaps because it was related to her, Abigail was inspired to speak. "After marriage, he left his newly wedded wife alone at home. It's fine at our age. To a woman at home at that age, he must've not known how hard his wife's days were."

she laughed. “Really!” Anjana turns to me to inform, “Gracy got engaged.” and continues to get details from her mum. And so, the only unmarried and cute sister-in-law is also officially off the flirt-me zone. So, no unmarried sisters-in-law? And I am going to celebrate- Amreet thinks For the 40-45 minutes, mother-daughter continue their conversation with least bother about her husband driving listening to FM, feeling left out. – “Where are we?” - Anjana asked

Raina snapped, "You can't marry Elara!" I raised an eyebrow, a mocking laugh slipping from my lips. "And who exactly are you to say that?" "Your wife!" Raina shot back. "In our previous life, we were happy! We had a perfect family! Everyone envied us! We were the couple people couldn't stop talking about!" She'd finally said it out loud—the secret that she had come back in time too. I burst out laughing, as if I'd just heard the biggest joke of my life.

**Open Marriage**** Chapter 1 I knew I was in trouble as soon as my wife came home. Ariana had been out with her younger sister for their bi-weekly brunch date. Every other Saturday, the siblings met for a few hours to catch up on life and consume a few too many mimosas. It usually worked out quite nicely for me. I'd learned that having a well-lubricated wife often led to other kinds of lubrication later.

Bella My husband had a lot of doors in the mansion. He kept all of them closed. I told myself it wasn't my business to knock. Then I started counting how many then he left the house at midnight. Alex was an outing animal. I always imagined having to marry a man that was grounded in his goals, little did I know I'll find myself trapped in a marriage with no emotions. His life was a cheat map, easy to predict but without knowing the outcome of each move.

"You don't know that." "No," she admitted. "I don't. But I know that every single time someone in this story tried to control the outcome by hiding the truth from someone else, it made everything worse. My mother hid Catherine's death. My father hid the Reyes stake. You hid Emma and the seed money. Marcus hid the falsified valuation. I'm done adding my name to that list by refusing to walk toward the one person who might actually have every answer we've been chasing all night." Cole's voice crackled through the phone still resting on the dashboard. "I heard all of that. For what it's worth, I agree with your husband. Sending you in alone is reckless."