Romans & histoires Who Is Tanjiro's Wife

I turned and went into the house. Tommy was standing in front of babuji’s door, watching me. He had clearly heard everything. His smile was wiped from his face, he looked concerned. I walked past him and made it up the stairs. “You see that woman you were talking to? That’s my wife.” I could hear Arjun talking downstairs. “When you come here, I don’t want you talking to her. Don’t even greet her. Clear?” Tommy’s response was not audible. “Good.” I heard Arjun say.

"You're always so charming and handsome. You're the perfect husband." Julian smiled back at her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "We make a great team, don't we?" he said, pulling her close. Rory nodded, feeling a sense of desperation wash over her. Yes, they made a great team. A team of pretenders, living a lie that was slowly suffocating her.

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

I tell her very happy, my herd was not very big because of old wars between clans, but it was very powerful. “Will I ever be able to go out to see your herd? Will they treat me well? I just realized that this lady named Lirio hates me,” she asks me, a little uneasy, while wiggling her fingers. “They won’t hate you, when they know you are their Moon, they will love you, but to introduce you with them, I must first make you my wife, I don’t want to have problems for not having marked you,” I answer her with sincerity, since it is a very delicate subject for my pack, my mate will be the first human to become my pack’s moon.

They are a family, but she can’t be Nikolai’s wife. Nikolai gets something from his drawer and gives it to her. It was only then that she noticed that Nikolai had been wearing a gold ring on his finger. “We’re a complete family, Belle. We’re married. That means you’re still my wife.” He said, giving Belle back her wedding ring.

Vivienne glared at me fiercely, but did not dare say anything more. Before, she dared to make such a scene because she was my wife, the person I loved most. However, after the divorce, she finally realized I no longer loved her and did not dare test my limits anymore. Free from Vivienne's harassment, I felt lighter than air. I restructured the company's operations, fired some idle employees who entered the company through Vivienne's influence, and promoted a group of capable and responsible workers. By chance, I heard news about Vivienne from a mutual friend.

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.

When her gaze drifted to the woman whose arm I was holding, I pulled my hand back by reflex. Realizing Sora was about to explain, I cut her off before she could even open her mouth. "I know, you couldn't hold her back." "Yes, Mr. Darian," she said meekly. I’d be shocked if she actually managed to stop her. Though, the person she should have stopped wasn't Belinda—it was Ivy. The moment Sora stepped out, Ivy pouted her lips and asked, "And who is this, sweetie?" "I'm his wife, and who the hell are you? Sweetie?"

Her soft and thin lips that were as pink and tender as cherry blossoms were very charming and alluring. In Jiro’s eyes, Nanako was just like the crystal-clear water that was flowing down from the top of Mount Sylvia, into the Heavenly Lake. She was dignified, quiet, gentle and also a little cold. Jiro fell deeply in love with this woman based on this fact alone. He even secretly swore in his heart: “No matter what it is, I must take her as my wife! I won’t have any hesitations or doubts at all even if I have to marry into the Ito family. Aside from her, there’s no other woman who is even more perfect in this world!”

Kanaya's eyes widened in shock upon hearing the name Dinov. "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my name?" "Dinov? Are you part of the Dinov family?" "Who is Lucas that you called out to when you were unconscious?" "He's my husband?" "What? Husband? You're Lucas's wife?" The woman looked incredulous. "Yes, I'm Lucas Arkano Dinov's wife." The middle-aged woman sat down, her face shocked. "Excuse me, what is your relationship with Lucas?" "Lucas is my son Kanaya," she said softly.