Widow 1v1 Code Novels & Stories

before he got a link his wife was in the building, We made ourselves invisible as we watched Vivianne enter the room and I had to contain Rusev, we had to unlink Johrir first and clean house in Vampora, her spies are still there. She was the woman who ruined everything for me and now she ruined everything for Johrir, she was poison and I will not rest until I have her crushed heart in my hands to appease my wife. I will tell Jade of this meeting and Elijah, unfortunately, it will be hard to explain that because of the bond and spell, he loves Vivianne and has two sons with her. We watch Vivianne kiss him telling him not to be late tonight, she has something special plan for him and leaves to

She had always wanted to touch his grown beards but the guy had never allowed her to as much as touch his wrist. “One more thing, don’t ever lay your hands on me. ” he looked at her coldly . Vivian pouted her mouth “why don’t you start to accept things. I am your wife because you are a widower already. I have become your wife because Susan is dead and probably buried somewhere. why can’t you get that in to your head?” Widower? That word hasn’t crossed his mind ever since the news about Susan’s supposed death but now, he felt like strangling Vivian and killing her for real.

he began, a sly smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, “our first match will feature the newest addition to our noble alphas—Alpha Theodore Nightshade, alpha of Midnight and Luna Consort of Darkmoon… pitted against our very own, Alpha Violet Donovan of Darkmoon and Luna of Midnight.” I cocked an eyebrow and looked at her. Was it normal to pit husband and wife against each other? I suppose Violet wasn't exactly the norm, being the only female alpha in the country. The crowd murmured in approval, the warm reception catching me off guard. I shot Violet a look, but she seemed perfectly at ease, her composure as unshakable as ever.

His dead body was laid on the floor covered with a white sheet with people surrounding him and a woman over his chest as she wept like a woman who is sincerely in vain at his departure. While me. I sat out of all those people away from the body leaning back to the pillar with my legs cuddled to my chest, my hands around my legs as I looked at her with zero expression as the tear strains on my cheeks itched. I'm outcasted from his people while I'm his wife. I don't understand anything. I was married just yesterday and I became a widow today. And no one came to console me but strangely three women who are his mother, aunt, and sister were consoling that particular woman while I am staring at t

Olivia asked with a rather curt tone that made the two people burst into laughter. "Oh, come on, GR," the second assistant replied. "We were just talking about the widower who married a virgin. Not talking about you," she continued, still chuckling. "Why am I so curious, I wonder how it feels?" The first assistant patted the second assistant's back quite hard, creating a sound that made Olivia wince. "Hush, don't imagine someone else's husband. It's a sin," she reminded gently.

He followed, forehead pressed to hers, breath raw, heart pounding out a vow. For a heartbeat, nothing else existed. No empire. No blood. Only the law they wrote in each other’s skin. Dom set her down gently, hands lingering to steady her as her knees threatened to give. He checked his phone—jaw locking. “What is it?” Eirwen pulled her clothes on, hands still shaking. “The Widow,” he said, voice ice. “She’s called a meeting. Tomorrow. Neutral ground.” “About what?” His smile was sharp, cruel. “You.”

Chapter 12 Wild Kissing Inside the glass building, Vanilla squealed, her body shaking violently, and could barely breathe properly. Her thighs were wrapped around Nick's waist, her arms were wrapped around his neck while her face was in the crook of his neck. In all his life that he could remember, he had only ever seen tigers on television. Maybe he'd seen one at the zoo when he was a kid, but he didn't remember it.

They looked at each other in silence, the whole forest gripped in tension, sensing that it was about to happen a fight for life and death. “Well, well… The long-awaited widower wants to put up a fight for his wife’s dead body.” Samuel growled at his words and his werewolf was more than eager to rip his throat out. “I know she’s alive. Give her back to me. I’m her husband. You have no right to steal my mate!” The wind blew a few leaves from Jig’s feet. “Ha ha ha! You’re such a sweet and naive child. Do you really think I don’t know what this game is about?”

his grief stricken voice rang in her ears as his eyes swarmed with sadness. "Nonsense Daddy. I won't have it. How many widows are there, including Kimmy? Dianne can you please give Charli a list of names, ages and ranks for each widow so she can set them up for transfer? My packland in Southern Asia houses my Widow'sHealing Center. Their specialization is fighting off the lost mate madness with a ninety-two percent success rate. We will get them logged into our system and ready for transfer immediately. Come, let's take this chat inside, the Werebirds consider this pack one of their safe zones and they are quite the gossips." Korrine told them all as she gestured to the door.

"You're wrong Sophie. You're forgetting that I'm not the same woman I was years ago. I didn't have the capacity to fight back then, but I do now." "What do you mean?" "Damian. Before he died, he asked me to marry him. He knew he was dying so we had a court marriage. I'm his wife on paper. He did it so I would inherit everything he left behind. He left me quite a huge amount of money, properties and shares. I'm not the poor, helpless woman I was then. I felt guilty back then because I couldn't reciprocate his feelings for me so I didn't want to accept his money. I guess I'll need it now to protect my child."