Tigers Wife Novels & Stories

So they spun the perfect story—both girls were their biological daughters, separated at birth in a hospital mix-up. Everyone bought it. Lucia and Alice—'twins.' Alice shot a nervous glance at Lucia, afraid she'd finally spill the truth. But Lucia didn't say a word. She just turned and walked into the hunting grounds without looking back. Only then did Alice exhale and quickly shift gears. "Anyway, enough about that. Let's go hunting! I heard there's a white fox out here," she said, voice light and sweet. "Legend says if you catch one and gift it to your beloved, you'll never be apart."

Along the way, they encountered challenges, as every relationship does, but they faced them with unwavering commitment and a fierce determination to overcome any obstacle. Amid the chaos and uncertainty, Jacob, Sean's closest confidant and friend, stumbled upon an unthinkable truth. He had stumbled upon a resemblance, a connection between Katara and his late wife. The haunting familiarity in their blood types had left him speechless, but he couldn't allow himself to believe it fully. His wife and child were supposed to have perished together, a devastating loss that had shattered his world. The possibility of a child, of a living reminder of his beloved wife, was both a torment and a glimmer

The rays of the sun touch our faces. "Have you ever planned to see the sunset with any of your girlfriends?" I asked him. "Never tell your wife about your girlfriend. it is my motto" He said with a grin. I rolled my eyes. "But I am interested to know about my husband's love life. We both know how our marriage is. And everyone in the city knows you are a playboy. maybe there was a girl you think you want to spend all your life with her and see the sunset like this" I asked him with curiosity.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

Edward’s wife was not a woman a man like me should allow into his thoughts. Wanting her wasn’t foolish. It was treason. I excused myself under the pretense of taking a call, murmuring a polite apology as I stepped away from the group. No one questioned it. Men like me were always needed elsewhere, always managing something unseen. I didn’t go far. Instead, I moved closer to her, my steps casual, indirect—perfectly reasonable. The kind of movement no one would question. Our shoulders brushed. It was accidental. It had to be.

I could feel the way his heart picked up, and I immediately realized that his mother definitely had control that was higher than his. I always suspected that the tigers were matriachal butbit was confirmed now as although the men had important roles, the women were equal and in some cases superior in ranks and titles. In this case, his mother was the Queen of the Tigers. “Mother. She's my hostage and you have long promised not to meddle in my affairs. What is this?” He asked with such power and anger that even I that was too weak to feel a slap, could feel the power and anger radiate off of him.