Sisters Husband Novels & Stories

They stood firm that they were right while Liberty was in the wrong. “God forbid that my sister didn’t cook for one day. You were all over her, making it sound like Hank didn’t have a wife. In that case, it’s like my sister doesn’t have a husband either. What’s the point of marriage when a husband can’t support his wife? He should marry his family instead. “Besides, it’s not like my sister doesn’t do anything. Mrs. Brown, you work your *ss off at your daughter’s place. Do you think managing a home is easy?”

Claire continued. ‘Neglected my duties as a husband? What is she saying? I’m sure I’ve been with her throughout the process of childcare and caring for her.’ Blake is none the wiser about why Claire would say this. “Uhm, what are you talking about? I’ve been helping with the kids and….” “I’m not talking about that. Are you or are you not considered the husband to my sisters?” Claire asked sternly. “Ye, yes, I would say we are in a relationship close to that assumption.”

Kate was so scared when she saw her husband in tears, as she had never witnessed his emotional side before and didn't know why he was crying. Tears welled in Kate’s eyes, and she said, “Honey, please don’t scare me. What is wrong?” Her husband was overwhelmed with grief. He hugged his wife for a long time and replied with a hoarse voice, “My sister is gone, Sweetheart.” Kate looked at her husband with a confused expression and asked, “What do you mean, my love?” Samson pulled himself together, then he wiped tears from his wife’s face with his white handkerchief and replied, “Sloane and my sister stabbed each other in prison, and my sister died on the scene.”

Then, it looked like a wrong thing to do but now it is perfect. I have him, my children, and my friends. They are my family. All these couldn't have been possible if I didn't marry ‘my sister's husband’

"Take a look at me, I'm your wife, you shouldn't shy away from me" "You're not my wife, you're my sister-in-law.. leave now that I'm still respecting you as my sister-in-law!" She came in front of me, I looked at the wall behind her. "Sister-in-law? But I'm the one you're married to..." "Yes, Henry did married you in my name, but you should understand that I don't and will never love you... I'm in love with your sister and we even have a son together!" She scoffed.

"You really do spoil Claire—she has bloomed into a beautiful flower in just half a year. If I weren't a female myself, I'd be tempted to marry her too." Before he could even speak, Rosalie showed up with her swollen belly. She sneered, "Beautiful flower or not, she's still a sickly thing who can't bear any hatchlings. There won't even be anyone to grieve for her when she dies." She even tried to matchmake Charles after insulting me. "Even though Alila already has three husbands, I'll still put in a good word for you if you want to join her household." Alila waved a dismissive hand. "Heavens no—my men are all green-eyed monsters. You're about to deliver, aren't you, Rosie? But why have I hear

I froze when all the news channels were carrying the headline, “Miss Inaya Valentino caught having an affair with her sister Mrs Karisa Henderson’s Husband, Mr Marcel Beckham Henderson, Business heiress caught having an affair with her sister’s husband, history repeats itself as her Mother did the same years back, Horrible heiress sleeping with her sister’s husband.” There were a lot of headlines regarding my and Sir's affairs on the internet. Was this the gift Karisa meant?

showing no reaction at all. "My dear sister, help me, please," Savannah coaxed, lowering her voice, trying to act sweet as she always did to melt Sigourney's heart. She was about to continue her plea when Sigourney cut her off, her voice cold and detached. "We're not real sisters, Savannah. From now on, let's keep our distance." "You know, my husband doesn't like it when I get too close to you. And as a good wife, I should respect his wishes." "As for your problems-handle them yourself. After all, it's not like the reports are false, are they?"

Even if he’s the one who threw me into this fire. He leads me to them. "Alera, these are my sisters," he says casually. "Luciana, she's my older sister" he gestures to the blonde, " And this is Alessia, and Bianca, younger sisters." They all murmur hellos. "Hi," I say, trying to keep my controlled smile calm. He moves on to the men. "That’s Alessia’s husband, Marco. And Luciana’s husband, Enzo." We exchange greetings. They are a little more warmer than their wives.

I mocked her, "Like mother, like daughter. Your husband died, and you immediately went after someone else's man. You got chased and cursed like a rat in the sewer, and now you've passed every dirty trick you had down to your daughter. Impressive. Truly a family legacy." "How dare you?!" I waved my hand, and my subordinates dragged their suitcases right inside. Tina panicked. "What are you doing?! This is my daughter's house!" "Your daughter's house? She's using our marital assets. I own half of everything. "You love inserting yourselves into other people's families so much? In that case, starting today, you can all live together." As several young women took over the rooms, Tina screamed. "I