Novel & Cerita Spoiled By My Nine Beast Husbands

My husband, Damien Falcone, had 99 lovers. He gave them all up when he fell for me. Now, for number 100, he's dragging me to hell. My husband was missing. Right when we needed him most—the arms deal with the Castellano family. My father had no choice. He took me with him. The exchange at the docks was going smoothly. Too smoothly. Then they heard our bottom line, and the smiles died on their faces. "Five million? I thought you could go as high as ten."

When the sizzlers attacked us, I had discovered a grave number of disloyal wolves, when I was truly crippled from the attack a lot of things changed. Some of the wolves denounced the pack and swore their allegiance to our rival pack, it was also when I found out about my cheating wife and my unfaithful Beta. I had already started making progress toward recovery then but I pretended as if I was still crippled and watched a countless number of wolves show how dishonest they were.

I console and snuggle back to my shocked husband. "Yeah? I have proof because we had to go through the IVF just so I can get pregnant. He is a deadbeat!" "Shut the fuck up!" Jerol fumes, sounding enraged. I hold his hand, squeezing it to calm him down as I turn to Ellie. This whore is just ridiculous! He is what? A deadbeat?! "I also have sufficient proof that my husband is very much okay and capable of impregnating someone." I brat out without even minding his parents.

"I am an escaped housewife. A pregnant Luna who is running away from a toxic Alpha husband who didn't want me." "My husband is Calden Ballard," I say, the name tasting like ash on my tongue. "He is the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. But he didn't care about me. He never did. He was only interested in my sister, Enid. She has been sick for years, or at least, she made everyone think she was. And my husband... he abandoned me to save her. When the rogues came, he chose her. He watched them drag me away so he could make sure she was safe."

Clause 7C: “All matters related to marital intimacy are strictly prohibited unless mutually agreed upon in writing.” Clause 10A: “Early termination of the contract by either party results in a $250,000 penalty.” She rolled over and groaned. “What the hell am I even considering?” The fluorescent light above flickered, echoing her mood. Her roommate was out for the weekend thank God because how was she supposed to explain this? Fake marriage. To a billionaire. For money. It sounded like a plot from the kind of romance novels she secretly binged on during midterms. The difference? She was living it and there was no guarantee of a happy ending.

“Thank you, though.” “Ah, perhaps I should have started with how many husbands you have. I apologize, my Lady.” He replied before offering a wry grin. “I thought you were much too young to have over one.” “I have three, actually. The WereAlpha, Zion, my Harlequin, Silas, and my Dragon Prince, Gunther.” Catherine smiled a little before a sad sigh parted her lips. “And they are extremely overprotective.” “I take it you enjoy your freedom?” Brucie ventured with a sly grin. “You feel as though they clipped your wings?”

My hands were shaking from the rage, and the humiliation of being cheated on crashed over me like a tidal wave. I frantically called Jenna to demand an explanation, but she never picked up. It wasn't until 8:00 pm that Ansel opened the front door with practiced ease and carried the drunken Jenna in. My expression was gloomy as I blocked his way. "You may leave now. I'll take care of my wife." I reached out to take her from his arms, but she shoved me away. "Go away! I only want Ansel to stay with me!" Ansel shot me a triumphant grin, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination. "I'll do it, Mr. Crane. I'm used to taking care of her.

"Graham, babe, that old hag doesn't know the first thing about real research. Just get the drugs from her and I'll give you a big fat baby boy." Every last message was published in high definition, uncensored, for the world to see. Public opinion didn't just shift. It detonated. The same people who'd been weeping for her now felt like they'd been played for fools, and their fury went through the roof. "What the hell kind of scholarship student is this? She's a modern-day snake biting the hand that fed her!" "Spending his wife's money, sleeping with his wife's husband, and then trying to take his wife's life -- she deserves everything she gets!"

Xavier interrupted, finding it difficult to pretend he was touched by her words when she was saying such stupid things. “Doesn’t matter. She was a terrible, greedy wife who didn’t care who had to get hurt just so she could get what she wanted. Then Jonah.” She shut her eyes as if her son’s case was too painful to talk about. “Jonah’s case was worse. At least Laura and mom showed their colors from the beginning and yet you both went for them anyway, but that ex-wife of Jonah, she was a wolf in sheep’s clothing.” Xavier’s breath hitched. His hands twitched by his side as he fought to keep it cool.

She'd have been having triplets after that barrage, no doubt. The mother and wife rolled onto her side. Her little breasts barely hung down. She, her husband, and their youngest daughter were all still completely naked. Lying splayed across the campsite like spent shotgun shells. Christine looked over at James. His penis lay flaccid on his leg. Another monster slain, Christine thought with a smile. Her husband's body was still muscular in his advancing age and the silver on his chest only made him seem more refined. Christine could see why her daughter had...