Novel & Cerita Shared Wives Stories

Each entry held a piece of the story, a glimpse into the forbidden love affair that had haunted our family for generations. The journal chronicled the tale of two souls bound by love, torn apart by circumstances beyond their control. It spoke of their unyielding devotion, their sacrifices, and the insurmountable obstacles they faced in their pursuit of happiness. As the story unfolded, we realized that their love had not only defied societal norms but also ignited the fury of those who sought to keep their union hidden.

Mother is the one that ruined their relationship in high school, and dad was miserable long before she re-entered his life. “Emma’s husband left her for his female bodyguard. Arieannah’s husband left her for a MAN! My grandmother Emma was left pregnant with triplets by her boyfriend because he couldn’t take raising triplets. Do you not see the trend? Choosing a safe husband is the only way to protect yourself.” Mother’s voice faltered, showing the most emotion I think I’ve ever seen.

“Moon Goddess! Thank you for this day!” Some elder women in the crowd gathered together. They were the widows whose fates were to be mated with another creature, and so their offspring were considered hybrid and least among the least of the kingdom’s subjects. Some of their husbands were sent to be forced workers in the mining industry, while the others were sent to farming in the farthest regions. Some of them agreed to be servants until tragedy at work came and made them lose their lives, but some who could not endure escaped and did not return to their wives.

“We are strongest together. That’s what he’s attacking. Not just our company….us. So we fight as us. Not just business partners. Husband and wife. Mom and Dad. Family.” Bella looked at him and saw the man she fell in love with years back and still the same one she is in love with now, the one who stayed, the one who tried, the one who loved her even when things were hard. Some of the tightness in her chest loosened.

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.

He went to bed entirely oblivious to the fact that his parents were suddenly living in two completely separate worlds. By seven, Marcus had already slipped out for work. Or for Sophia. I wasn't entirely sure I cared which anymore. I stood alone in the kitchen, staring at a cup of black coffee I hadn't touched, my phone heavy in my palm. Thelma. Thirty years of shared history. We were college roommates, bridesmaids at each other's weddings, constants in each other's lives. She had held Liam when he was barely six hours old. I had sat beside her hospital bed, gripping her hand after her miscarriage. We had spent consecutive summers taking joint family vacations, weaving our lives together unti

But what about those who didn’t want love—just the illusion of it? She knew marriage well—not because she had experienced it, but because she had seen it unfold in her family. Four siblings. Four different stories. Her eldest sister, Vivian, had married her university sweetheart. They built a life together, balancing careers and family, raising two children in a home filled with love and laughter. They weren’t the richest, but they were partners in every sense—rooting for each other, solving problems together, and holding hands through the storms.

"It depends on who wins in the end." "Didn't that shrew say Ms. Sherman's ex is the CEO of Atlas? And Atlas' CEO is Mr. Garland's cousin, right? Could it be that the two cousins are..." The implication was clear. "So what? There are even cases of fathers and sons sharing the same woman!" Faith chuckled. "Faith, what do you mean by 'sharing the same woman'?" asked a young, unmarried receptionist naively. Faith smiled knowingly. "Just look it up online. I'm too pure to explain such things. Many people are capable of it, though."

"Bunny, Alex and I are twins... In Mafia world twins are considered as one person... That's why we say Alex is my better half and i am his... We both are going to become Kings... First time in history there will be two Mafia kings." "Wow!" She raised her eyebrows impressed. "You two are one person means?" She asked. "Means we share everything... Whether it's Throne, Bedroom, powers or wife" He explained. "Wife?" She looked at him shocked. "Yes wife... It's very common for twin mafias to share a wife..." He answered. "Means you and Alex could have share one woman." She asked horrified. "Yes... But we obviously have different choices so didn't..." He chuckled at her reaction.

"I was younger, and I blamed myself for working so hard. I actually apologized to her. I begged her to try again, and I gave her a second chance. I spent the next six months trying to be the perfect husband, cutting back my hours at the shop, trying to make up for a mistake I didn't even commit. But a zebra doesn't change its stripes. Six months later, I walked in and caught them together a second time. That was the moment I knew it was permanently over. Eli packed my tools, and we left the city." A sudden, sharp laugh escapes my lips before I can even stop myself. Caleb blinks, looking over at me with a raised eyebrow, surprised by my laughter. "I'm sorry," I say quickly, pressing a hand to