Virgin Wife Novels & Stories

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

"Or did you love the idea of having a wife? The status of being married, having a Luna, presenting a complete family unit to your pack? Because Matthew, love requires seeing someone as they actually are, not just what they can provide for you. And by your own admission, you never saw Bianca at all." My hands were clenched so tight my nails drew blood. "What do you want me to say?" "I want you to admit the truth. Not to me—I already know it. To yourself." She paused. "You married Bianca knowing you didn't love her. You spent four years using her labor and dedication while offering nothing genuine in return. You prioritized another woman over her repeatedly, openly, without regard for how it a

"You say she's your wife? Then what am I? We're married!" Wilson just frowned, silent. I overheard him mutter, "If you hadn't been so persistent, I never would've gone through with the registration back in your hometown" Rowena's face went white as she turned to me, suddenly realizing her grave error. However, I had known all along. The video where she interviewed me went viral, accusing me of being the other woman. It had backfired spectacularly. As a reporter, she should have checked her facts before jumping to conclusions and leading her viewers astray.

So he said to his mother" Mom, I am going to go meet Sarah. She has locked herself in her room. I have a feeling that she could do something to herself to save herself from Jack." His mother nodded her head in agreement but just as he turned to leave, suddenly his father Mark Watson appeared there with an elegant woman. Needless to say, she was Jack's wife Serena. When everybody looked at her they couldn't help but sigh at her fate. As she noticed everyone looking at her with weird expressions, she asked Mark Watson with confusion, " Why are they looking at me like they have seen any ghost?" "It's because of your husband's deeds." Ryan's father replied to her directly.

"...he barely touches me." "What do you think he wants? You are beautiful." Amairah complimented as that woman smiled bitterly. "I don't know we barely talk. It's been a year since our marriage and I am still..." She whispered although only three people were there in the room. "...a virgin." They both gasped. "Sorry. I didn't mean to..." Amairah said as Amber cleared her throat. She shouldn't be acting like this as she although was a virgin. But she was a virgin because her husband loved her. He was forcing him on her.

“I know my wife is here, Winston. My sister took her from the apartment. He nodded subtly. “Uh-huh. So this is what it’s all about. Why did my wife take your wife from the apartment?” I swallowed hard. I didn’t want to explain. I didn’t have time. I was sure my sister could not keep her mouth shut and tell her husband anyway. “Just let me see her, Winston.” “I’m sorry my wife left. She’s not here,” he said, hiding his smile. “I just talked to Maverick. She said she’s taking my wife home.” I dialed Maverick. It rang, but she did not pick up. “Already trouble in paradise?” His smile finally broke out, and he took his phone from his pocket and dialed someone, probably Maverick. “Hey, baby. Do y

“I tried to comfort her and that’s when she told me that her partner was female, and that she was already married.” "And that’s when you realized?" Arthur raised his eyebrows. “That Savannah was her wife?” "Not quite," I shook my head. "Korina told me about her wife, but didn’t go into much detail. She just told me her name was Vanna. It wasn't until yesterday, after I came back from your place, that things clicked. Korina called me, crying. She was devastated and said she heard rumors that her wife might be marrying a man." Arthur looked stunned. "So, you're saying...?"

He can see her beautiful pointed virgin breasts and her tiny waist giving her the shape of an African goddess. “Nathan! Hello..” Angela waves at Nathan trying to make him zoom out of wherever he’s lost in. “Hey! sorry, you’re done? Umm…can I get you a glass of wine?” “Yes thank you.” “Viper, this is my wife Angela.” “Angy, Viper one of my boys.” “Nice meeting you Mrs. Williams Always at your service.” “Thank you.” [smiles and sit down next to Nathan] “Sir you have a beautiful wife.” [Viper can’t stop staring at Angela.

And after days of searching, I finally found my supposed husband. Mr Alfred Vicker… business tycoon and tyrant. I had successfully gotten his address and that was why I was here, to see my husband for the first time and possibly annul this fake wedding. Because that was all it was, fake. The mansion was dark and quiet, I could barely see. I would have thought no one was in but the gateman had told me earlier that the owner was home. Just then, I heard some noise upstairs and immediately followed it till I got to a big master bedroom. The noise was coming from the shower being turned on in the bathroom and I assumed someone was in there.

The lounge chair in the living room, the bowl of fruit Ryan had cut himself and left on the table—all of it was for another woman. The whole house was saturated with Lilian's perfume. As a vampire, Ryan's sense of smell should have been far sharper than mine, but he had chosen to notice nothing—even claiming that my nausea and vomiting were performed to drive me away. Somehow, she had become more of a mistress of this house than I was. More like Ryan's wife. And I was just someone who wasn't loved or taken care of by him. I didn't sit down to rest. I went straight to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe.