Wife Goes Black Novels & Stories

She was still slipping away. "We need to get her into surgery NOW!" The doors burst open, and Dr. Wood rushed in. "Get her out!" he ordered. "We don't have time!" We quickly pushed her out, hurtling down the hallway. Otherwise, she'd not live. Blake's POV I sprang up from my chair the moment the doors opened. A nurse walked in, face somber. I rushed to her side. "What's going on? What's wrong with my wife?" For a moment, she said nothing. She inhaled and exhaled slowly. "Your wife had cardiac arrest."

I pointed at my in-laws, Melvin Gardner and Sharon Murphy, who were now convulsing on the table, and said slowly and deliberately, "Vivian, this isn't the time to assign blame. Call 911 and get them help!" However, she acted like she heard the funniest joke in the world and sneered. "Get them help?" She crossed her arms and did not even glance at the two elderly people desperately in need of medical attention. "Do you think the ambulance is free? You think getting their stomachs pumped at the hospital doesn't cost money? If you don't sign this waiver, I'm not paying a single cent! Let them go back to their village and see some backwoods doctor!" As soon as she finished speaking, all the dine

Beside her, Adrian showed no visible reaction whatsoever, as though being interrogated at dinner was a completely normal part of his routine. William shook his head lightly. “When I proposed to my wife, I spent three entire weekends following her through boutiques pretending to have opinions about lace.” “You complained the entire time,” Evelyn corrected calmly before taking another sip of wine. “That’s not the point.” “It seems very relevant to the point.” Selena bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing. Somehow, hearing William Kingston casually talk about arguing with his wife over wedding dresses felt surreal. This was still the same man capable of making half the countr

It was a gory scene. I grabbed Lily’s arm and said through clenched teeth, “Lily! You’d better reconfirm whose mother this is—mine or yours. Check the medical records!” Lily freed her arm from my grip and smirked. “My mother’s travelling overseas right now. How could she have died from a heart attack in this hospital? Besides, if my mother had heart issues, I wouldn’t be this powerless. I wouldn’t have let the available heart be taken away!” The stray dogs were biting and pulling on an arm. In the commotion, a bracelet with a gold charm was flung out of the corpse’s palm.

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

My father-in-law was still immersed in his delight, so he didn't notice what went wrong at first. His wife, however, looked dark, and she screamed. Only then did he turn to the screen. The screen showed tons of chat history, and then it switched to a scene where a naked couple was shown. Queenie screamed and scrambled up the stage. She tried to stop the video from playing but had no idea where the remote was, so she could only howl like a maniac. "Turn it off, turn it off!" However, her face and naked body were already plastered all over the screen. The last scene showed how the naked Queenie hid behind Howard. An eerie silence fell upon the hall. Everyone was looking at Queenie—some with di

Blood bubbled from her lips as she collapsed sideways onto the marble floor. “No!” Aria screamed, clutching her own wound. Violet lay there, gasping, blood spreading rapidly beneath her. Her eyes found Aria across the room. “I… just wanted… what you had…” she whispered, voice fading. “Why… did you always… win…?” Her body convulsed once. Then she went still. The officers rushed forward, but it was too late. Violet was dead. The room fell into stunned silence, broken only by the distant sirens and Aria’s quiet sobbing.

She could only scramble and crawl away. She hadn’t crawled more than a few steps when the gaunt woman in black bent down and picked up the knife a skinny man had dropped earlier. Her expression was terrifyingly calm as she advanced, step by step. The woman in pink sensed the movement and turned her head, immediately starting to ramble frantically. "Don’t come any closer! Stay away! Your husband’s death had nothing to do with me!" The woman in black remained silent, her eyes completely devoid of emotion. She raised her hand and plunged the knife viciously into the other woman’s chest.

“This is your wedding night—but not your black wedding. Tonight, you must satisfy your husband, quench his thirst. If you’re wise and want to keep your place in this house, you’ll do everything in your power to please him.” “Wait… what do you mean by black wedding?” I asked, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Grace’s expression shifted—her voice dropped to a whisper. “Your husband isn’t just a man. He’s a ruler. A king in this underworld. A black wedding is a sacred blood oath that binds two souls in the Mafia. It’s done only after the white wedding... but only if the bride proves herself worthy.” My mouth went dry. “Blood oath? And what if I don’t prove myself worthy?”

She smiled at her brightly giving that dangling smile of hers and extended her right hand to hold Ira's hand and get down. The collaboration was already done and half guests left already. As Dia felt nauseated and panicked seeing the banquet hall full of guests. Her heart trembled and her head felt dizzy making her vision blurry. So, she went back to her room and now finally she is going to show herself down. She felt bad that she couldn't stand near him at that time but I guess that's God's decision and no one can replace it. And whatever happens is for our good until and unless we see something big disastrous and our world turns up and down.