Widow 1v1 Code Novels & Stories

“Her husband was found with two bullets in his chest and one mistress in his bed.” “Ciara,” she gestured to the woman seated next to Harper. “Her husband drowned in the swimming pool in their home, although he’s a good swimmer.” “And last but not the least, Evelyn. Her husband disappeared. They never found his body. Just his wedding ring… in their garden.” None of them smiled. “Let me be clear,” Celeste said, turning back to her. “By accepting my invitation, you’ve accepted the rules of the Widow’s Club. There’s no application or initiation. Your grief is your entry.”

“You don’t need to give me a big wedding. I understand that you are only marrying me in the game because you need my help. It isn’t like it is a real wedding or anything.” Something flashed in his eyes for a moment, but it was gone before I could register it. The muscles in his jaw flexed as he gave me a slight nod. A second later he stepped beside me and raised his hand as his transparent menu appeared in front of us. Shortly after my menu appeared in front of me as an automated voice spoke. “Unknown User is asking Player Reyna to become his wife. Will player Reyna accept?” “Yes,” I said, assuming that Luka was known in the game as Unknown User.

As for him, this nikkah (marriage agreement) was just a responsibility and he was fulfilling it for the sake of Hadia's happiness. And now she was in her room waiting desperately for his coming. She has a belief that he will surely come here for her. Only thinking of his coming here has made her heart start thumping wildly. Her glowing face clearly reveals happiness in gaining her love. She knew Wadan isn't happy with this nikkah (marriage agreement) but she has a complete belief that she surely will melt this stone man with the intensity of her love. Only she has to wait for some time. "Finally you fulfilled your wish. Now you will be at peace."

Chapter 3-The Widow’s refusal Marriage. The word echoed through her ears and mind. It didn’t make any sense. She was still in mourning. According to psychologists, widows tend to suffer a small stage of delirium through their grief. Victoria posed what she just heard as that—her mind playing games with her. “Toria.” Her mother muttered from behind her, “It’s for the best. Marrying Vincent is for— “Marriage?” She cut her off, “This isn’t a joke?!”

The sound made my stomach drop. I scrambled back until my spine hit the headboard. “Who are you?” I demanded, even though fear had already started creeping into my bones. “Why are you in my house?” One of them looked around slowly, his gaze dragging over the room before settling on me. “So you’re the widow,” he said. My throat went dry. “You need to leave this house right away.” He smiled, but there was no warmth in it. “Your house isn’t yours anymore.” My pulse quickened. “What do you mean? What do you want?”

Tristan had found his target. Vince silently led me to where Tristan was. "Thanks," Vince said into the mic before shooting him and winning the game.

She's a bold one and wasn't planning to shrink in confidence over this new goal. She will make him her man. *Author note* Hello, beautiful people. Thanks for giving this story a try and hope you will join my discord server, so we can interact and perhaps you could share your opinion on the story so far. Also a community to make friends. Server Link: https://discord.gg/Q7tY3F8

I fell in love so hard I found it impossible to stand back up. We had our wedding in no time. Angelina made sure of it. "Don't lose this perfect man," she sang continously. Oh, what a big mistake! I trusted him so much that I switched the name on all the inheritance my father left me to his. Sean Keller on it all. It belonged to him as much as it belonged to me. Until a month after our wedding. He had come home drunk and reeking of another woman's scent. When I asked him about it, he hit me on the face and beat me until I lost my baby.

She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They both were ridiculed, abandoned and betrayed by their potential partners. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Valeria's eyes. She had loved James for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him after that? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. All eyes instinctively focused on her in the arcade, as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. “Excuse me, sir?” The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned.

she said in a voice so smooth, it eased the tension in the room significantly. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Axel tap the man —beta Greg, by the arm and then he waved his hand at the woman, bowing in front of him. "Go on Widow, what do you have to say?" He asked her. She straightened to her first position and then held her chest with one hand. "During my days... When there is a problem like this, there is a ceremony we used to do... Allow me to perform this ceremony and at the end of the day, it will point us to the killer."