The Hunting Wives Novels & Stories

"This quality time spend together here with you will always be close to me. Happy trial honeymoon, wifey!!" ~Karan One more day passes in Grandma's house spending quality time together in each other's arms watching binge, cuddling and having a cozy romance. They got to know each other more well as they shared their heart out and talked a lot. They even quarrelled at times when they were cooking together in the kitchen that even instant noodles feeling damn hungry.

"Jason, they humiliated us in front of everyone we know. They announced their marriage at our wedding reception. How is murder too extreme?" Chloe got up and walked to the television in the dining room, then turned it on. The headlines began almost immediately. “Ex-wife of billionaire CEO Jason Hunt marries his uncle: The newly wedded couple had appeared at Jason and Chloe’s wedding to announce their marriage.” Images of Chelley holding the gift she and Dorian brought kept flashing across the screen while the news analyst went on about it. “See? This is exactly what I’ve been saying. It’s better we kill them,” Chloe concluded before returning to her seat.

The chicken hopped around for a moment before dropping a steaming pile of poop onto my custom-made designer couch. Then it took off racing around the living room, scattering feathers and dust everywhere. That was the last straw. I pointed at the two women, my voice shaking with rage. "Who are you? What are you doing in my house? Get out!" Martha Wilson showed no sign of remorse. Instead, she planted her hands on her hips, spat on the floor in my direction, and sneered. "Shut your mouth, you bitch. From now on, we're Ryan's first and second wives. And you think you can throw us out?"

The women invited were polished, Ivy-League educated, and from perfect families. In this room, looks were the last thing that mattered. In the side hall, Bonnie gave Cyrus a nudge and whispered, "You're finally in town for a few days. Let's get your mating situation sorted out. There are plenty of great girls here—go mingle."

Chandrika was also touched by the skit play. Shama went around the whole village. They saw tribal dances. The ladies grabbed their hands and invited them to dance. Shama and Chandrika joined them and danced till they were getting out of breath. It was tiring but still fun. Shama grabbed Chandrika’s hands and ran through the whole paddy crop field. It is so fun running between the crops. Shama enjoyed the whole nature. She met many little calves and other animals.

Hunter ran his fingers through his hair, not caring if his bride found it completely disheveled or not “The sooner we start this ceremony, the sooner it will end.” In silence, still with an expression that would make anyone believe he was about to be sentenced to the gallows, Isabelle made a slight movement with her head towards the two wolves that were guarding the chapel door, but that was enough to make they wrapped their hands around the door handles and began to pull the solid wood doors, gradually revealing the brightness of the sun outside, before Hunter's bride. Now, instead of murmurings and theories about the future, the wolves just held their breath, probably waiting, just like Hu

“In this business, women are treated nothing more than slaves, if I am being blunt, then I’d use the term sex slaves. You’re with them because they enjoy you, not because they are in love with you or something. You’re there for their pleasure and wife is just a term they gave you on a whim. When you’re useless, then toss you around. Even going to the extent of selling you to the next highest bidder. Just like your father did.” I felt hot bile rising in my throat. “You’re lying. Why would they do this? I am their….wife.” Alessandro chuckled. “They don’t necessarily think of you that way. They regard you as a pet. If you don’t believe me, try to sneak into Alexei’s office and you’ll find what

HAYDEN Banquet. The pack prepared a feast everyone enjoyed after learning what we won; we got the twins. We celebrated their arrival to the pack, and I was very grateful they were welcomed. The siblings have never been happier now that they’re finally together again. But later at the festival, I didn’t find my wife among the crowd, and searching for her was hard, although I marked her and her scent was unique, but hell, Roxanne was even more difficult to find.

she glared at Katherine, "my name's Hermione, and I'm Quentin's seventh wife. It's lovely to finally talk to you and sit with you like we're doing today. You really are as beautiful as Brigitte has repeated for the past few weeks." I cleared my throat uncomfortably, and swallowed nervously, "thank you," I said lowly. "And I'm Eloise," spoke up a gorgeous brunette with red stained lips, looking like a gorgeous actress from the 50's with the animated way that she talked, "Quentin's sixth, and despite what someone may say at this table, Quentin's favourite wife," she tucked a curl of her hair behind her ear. She pointed to the lady besides her, "And this is, Caroline, the fifth wife, and Americ

The woman named Herta was nowhere in sight. “Moon Goddess is blessing us again this year to hold this Hunting event.” Nash began. “Like the previous years, the top three with the most hunted animals will get prizes. Remember, don’t shift. The moment you shift, you will be eliminated.” Nash motioned for Noah to step forward, then said. “This year, my dear brother is able to join us. Give him a round of applause.” The crowds did as instructed. “Then let the hunt begin.”